Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The next morning, the caravan was ready to leave the king's camp, but unlike expected, only half of them left first.

"Sura, Lololia, Fran, you go first." Tilan assigned people in the tent. Considering the journey ahead, it was better to let Sura, who was not very fast, follow the caravan. As for Lololia, with her, the safety of the caravan could be basically guaranteed. Fran had better judgment than Sura in some things, and also had common sense about the current environment that Lololia lacked.

When the assignment was almost done, Olenna, who had been waiting in the corner early, didn't hear her name, and ran to Tilan anxiously.

"Where's Olenna, doesn't Tilan want me?" She was a little nervous and scared, thinking that she would be sold in the king's camp. After all, she was just a commodity as a slave.

"I won't abandon Olenna." Tilan touched her head soothingly, and the moth wings behind Olenna slightly opened.

"But Olenna can't leave with everyone openly." This child is too special as a silkworm species. If those wolf blood species see it, it will be difficult to detain it.

I will let Guy prepare a comfortable box for you, put soft straw in it, and then let you hide in it, so that you can be released to breathe on the way, Tilan told Olenna.

"Olenna will hide well." The silkworm moth girl was particularly happy and happy to hear that Tilan had arranged for herself.

After that, Tilan explained and instructed Lololia, Sura and others, telling them to keep a low profile and cooperate as much as possible in the first few days. After leaving the king's camp for 2-3 days, they can make their own decisions.

"I think the accompanying personnel can't beat Lololia, but there will inevitably be some accidents during the battle, so you'd better be careful."

"Don't worry, Tilan, Lololia is a supersonic artificial angel~" Lololia answered confidently at this time.

"It's easy to defeat a few uncivilized dependent races."

"Yeah, then it's up to Lololia. As for me, I'll probably leave 3-4 days after you leave." With her strength, it's easy to take six or seven people away. Just find a quiet night.

As long as the more than 30 carriages loaded with food leave the king's camp smoothly, the rest of the things will be easy to solve.

"By the way, the butterfly-eyed species will also accompany you. As for him..." Tilan told Lololia some special information.

After listening, Lololia blinked her eyes curiously and expectantly, as if there were little stars twinkling in her pupils. As a mechanical life, her curiosity was unexpectedly high.

"Are there other people coming to save her? They are also butterfly-eyed species. These guys were very weak back then. I didn't expect them to be the same after a thousand years." In front of the mechanical body, the butterfly-eyed species, who are good at illusion and mind manipulation, are indeed a little powerless and easy to deal with, but in the eyes of other races, it's a different picture.

After finally explaining everything, the two groups said goodbye at the camp where they were stationed. More than 30 fully loaded carriages slowly drove out, and then they waited for the inspection of the wolf-bloods.

Gus had been waiting outside the camp for a long time. When he saw the carriages driving out, he asked his men to check them one by one, and he went to greet Tilan.

"Miss Heshia's arrangements are really quick. I didn't expect you to assign personnel so quickly." He smiled and praised, but the subtext seemed to be saying that Heshia was so calm and quick to divide the personnel, as if she had other plans in advance.

The girl shook her head and lifted her hair in front of her to her shoulders with her fingers, "It's just a matter of fact."

After that, she stood in the camp and watched the wolf-bloods on the scene check the carriages, and then let them go one by one.

When all the carriages slowly drove out of the king's camp, Gus walked in front of Tilan.

"Miss Heshia should be relieved now."

The girl nodded slightly and did not answer.

"The Queen has asked me to arrange a place for you to stay. Please bring your people with me."

Is it ready so quickly? Perhaps it's just a large tent, which can be prepared quickly.

Because wolfbloods do not rely on farming for a living, they move along the river where they live, so that the livestock they raise always have fresh water and grass to eat, and a large amount of domestic garbage can be abandoned on the spot, waiting for natural decomposition.

"Let's go." Tilan looked at the caravan that was gradually moving away outside the king's camp, and turned back.

...

At night, a caravan in the wilderness.

This is the first day of returning to stay overnight. The caravan not only has the people brought by Tilan, but also more than 30 escorting wolfbloods. Their number is almost twice that of the caravan, each with two horses, and more than ten wolves accompanying them.

In the temporary overnight camp, the bonfire gradually lit up, and the group slowly rested, and soon it was time to make a fire and cook.

"Take out all the delicious food and drinks, don't hide them." The little wolfblood leader with a black beard greeted the caravan and asked them to take out the delicious food in the car.

Although they were escorting, they were superior people and would not let themselves be wronged.

"But, we must take as much of these precious foods back as possible..." Some people in the caravan were reluctant to do so. After all, everyone in this land knew that food was precious.

"Heh." The wolf-blooded man kicked the protesting cat-tailed man over.

"I told you to take it out and cook it, didn't you hear me!?" He glared angrily, and the blade in his hand reflected the cold light in the firelight, which frightened the cat-tailed man lying on the ground.

"Yes, yes, we will do it immediately. Sir, please take a rest." Seeing this, Fran hurriedly came out to smooth things over. Among the three leaders in this team, only he could do this job. Loloria could not be exposed yet, and let Sura comfort people.

Then Fran hurriedly signaled that everyone should take out the dried meat loaded on the car, put it in the pot and boil it, and then add some spices and pickles, and match it with cooked rice. It can be said to be quite delicious.

After sitting around the campfire and eating, the group of wolf blood species was slightly satisfied, and then they shouted for wine. Unfortunately, Tilan and others did not purchase wine this time, only a small amount of fruit jam.

At first, the wolf blood species did not believe it, and turned over all the parked carriages again, and then gave up in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, jam is jam, just treat it as dessert after dinner." After eating the sweet and sour jam, they threw away the jars that were not completely eaten, and the caravan members felt distressed by their wasteful appearance.

"Calm down, Lady Lololia, remember what Tilan said." Fearing that Lololia would take action too early and cause problems, Fran asked her to be patient.

"Fortunately, I moved Olenna to the side in advance, otherwise the search just now would be troublesome." Sura came over at this time, and the three of them discussed quietly behind the carriage.

"Did Olenna eat anything?" Lololia thought of the silly silkworm moth girl.

"She ate a little, and said that she could enter a dormant state and reduce consumption." Sura repeated the other party's answer.

"Both the silkworm moth species and the gray feather species have inherited some of the characteristics of insects and have extra talents in dormancy." Fran nodded and repeated.

"It is precisely because of this talent that they, who are not strong, survived the chaotic war in the early stage and the food shortage later."

"Try to be patient in the first two days and wait until you are far away from the king's camp before taking action." When talking about this, Fran remembered something.

"In addition, we may meet another friendly army on the way."

"Who is it?" Sura didn't know much about the butterfly-eyed species.

"It's Lewend from the team, the slave who was rescued." Fran replied. This was not the time for a long explanation.

"Let's go first, otherwise if we leave for too long, the wolf-blood species will get suspicious."

...

The first day was like this. Although there were some ups and downs, it was still relatively smooth.

The next day, Tilan, who was in the king's camp, was taken to the main tent to meet the wolf-blood queen. This time was not a banquet. The wolf-blood queen asked Tilan a lot of things about the eastern part of the grassland with great interest, such as the insect plague at that time, and who she brought back so much food to rescue.

"Heshan Rescue Association..." Hearing this name, the wolf-blood queen seemed to remember something.

"A pretty funny old human." She commented.

"In the past, these guys always thought that their pure blood was the most noble, and used the new races as livestock and tools. Later, they also changed their genes. It's really funny."

"Now, they probably can't even pass the verification of the mechanical self-discipline unit, and they are rejected by the harvesting machines like us."

"You are really too kind-hearted. I don't know how you grew up." The Wolf Blood Queen was a little disdainful and sarcastic about Tilan's extra kindness.

"If I were ambitious, preparing to expand my power all the time, scheming, selfish and cunning, would you still keep me?" Tilan asked the other party.

"Of course not, for such a thorn, I usually kill it directly, saving worry and effort." She was too lazy to play checks and balances. If she had the energy, she would have solved it with claws and violence.

"So, although you think this approach and idea are wrong, it did keep me alive." Tilan refuted the Wolf Blood Queen's opinion in another way.

"Hahaha, you are really good at talking, but it's also quite interesting. I even like discussing these issues with you." The Wolf Blood Queen laughed. In this boring and tedious life, it is indeed much more interesting to have such a girl who is not afraid of fierceness and debate with herself.

"But-" After she finished laughing, her expression changed quickly.

"But this is just an excuse for the weak and self-paralysis satisfaction."

"You survived, but you have to do whatever I want you to do. You see, this is the margin of the strong."

In response, Tilan just shook her head, "If according to your theory, the strong are always right, then if one day I am stronger than you, does that mean that what I said just now is right?"

"If you are stronger than me one day, then you are right, but I think you will not have that day, because you care too much and are too distracted. This is a good character for a doctor, but it does not fit a warrior, nor is it suitable to be a ruler." The Wolf Blood Queen answered nonchalantly. She leaned leisurely on the soft fur chair and drank the rare wine she had brewed.

"What you said does make sense, but I don't think it's the truth." Tilan answered sitting aside.

"If it changes just because I become stronger, then this truth is not universal, it's just an excuse and a statement."

The strong are right, so how to define right? Being awake and strong in the morning is right, and being sleepy and weak at night is wrong. How can there be such a fragile truth.

The strong are right, this is actually a useless nonsense, just like 100 degrees water is hotter than 10 degrees water, 3 is greater than 2, 2 is greater than 1, these are just the results and appearances.

The problem is, how can we become strong, how can we stay strong, and how can we get through the period of weakness.

There is nothing eternal in the world. In a chaotic and ever-changing environment, how to maintain survival and grow is the most valuable, rather than sitting in a high position and laughing at others' struggles and efforts.

Although Tilan's rebuttal did not directly refute the queen, the effect was almost the same. This was the first time that the Wolf Blood Queen felt a kind of frustration of being unable to communicate.

"I want you to suffer now, Heshia." The Wolf Blood Queen put down the wine glass.

"However, no matter how much you argue, you can't change the status quo."

"Over the years, I have seen many people who are eloquent and like to fool people with all kinds of reasons, but these people usually end up badly."

"What does it matter if you say it well? One by one, they claim to be saviors from heaven, but in the end, their true colors are exposed, which just makes people feel ridiculous."

"This is the last time I hear you mention these fallacies in front of me. If there is a next time, even with such a beautiful face like you, I think it will not exist." She glanced at Tilan who was sitting below with cold eyes, warning her not to try to refute and analyze her remarks again.

Tilan lowered her head, picked up the cup and sipped some water. She still didn't like drinking.

...

Another day, the caravan was far away from the king's camp, and there were fewer pedestrians and merchants on the road. Maybe they would only meet a few times in a day.

Looking at the endless grassland, Fran's mood was obviously much better, and he whistled a little that day.

"You, get me some water." After riding for most of the day, the wolf-blooded person in the group yelled at Fran in front, but Fran didn't seem to hear it at this time.

Seeing this, the wolf-blooded person swung the reins and let the horse catch up, ready to slap Fran in the face to make him understand his reason.

As the sound of horse hooves approached, Fran in front seemed to sense something and turned around to make way, which made the wolf-blooded person's hand fall into the air. If he wanted to continue, he had to keep his hand raised to chase, which seemed particularly stupid.

"You..."

He was about to say something, but several figures with butterfly wings on their backs descended from the sky in front of him. The wingspan of the butterfly wings on their backs was nearly three meters, and the patterns on them were particularly beautiful and bewitching. As they flapped, they quickly swooped down with these butterfly species, becoming clearer and clearer.

At this time, the wolf-blood species didn't care about slapping Fran, but instead rode his horse to speed up his retreat, picked up the horn at his waist, and blew it quickly and vigorously.

"Woo--" A long sound sounded under the sky in the evening.

But it was not just him, the other wolf-blood species in the caravan blew the horn one after another.

Under the sky, beautiful butterfly-eye species descended one after another, all of them flying in the sky with wings on their backs, and the gorgeous wings of azure, bright red, black and purple, and various colors flapped and circled around, like a series of enchanting and strange rings.

At this time, the whole sky was dark. It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was burning like a red glow. The magnificent purple-red clouds filled the sky, decorating the world like a fairy tale world. Everything was so soft and beautiful. The grass underfoot seemed to be tilted and upside down. The whole world was turning over, making people unstable.

"When you see a jaw-droppingly beautiful scene, don't doubt it. At this moment, you have fallen into the dream of death created by them."

————A proverb popular in the grassland in the past, warning passers-by to be careful of the illusionary beauty of the butterfly eyes.