Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

"We are..."

The mouse-eared people from afar had a lot to say, but after seeing this woman with wings and golden eyes, many of the words of explanation were inexplicably suppressed.

It must be said that even in the aesthetics of the mouse-eared people, Celitia is exceptionally beautiful, and this beauty even carries a kind of hidden pressure that people dare not offend.

In the extraordinary world, although beauty is not directly related to strength, beautiful creatures are not too weak, because natural beauty represents the excellent genes of the race and is the careful masterpiece of the Creator, and the acquired beauty and self-confidence often demonstrate the status and strength away from poor labor.

After brewing for a few seconds, the leading captain woke up from the shock brought by Celitia, and gradually recovered his thoughts and explained his purpose.

"We want to understand how this place developed, and the relevant information about the local area." He has received a good education and clear logic.

"Yeah." The mouth agreed very lightly, but Celitia's eyes never left the other party, as if he was looking at a completed excellent creation.

"It's a good thing that you're curious about these things." She thought about something, turned around and raised her hand, and a book flew up from the bookshelf and fell into her hand.

"I wrote this book recently, which records the general history of this land, as well as the various major events that have happened in the past year, and finally the mottos and quotations of Lord Heshia." She remembered the scene during the interview, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I haven't thought of a name yet. If it is called the Birth of the Star-Seeking Covenant, this book is too thin and can only be regarded as the prologue." After saying that, she handed the book without a cover to the other party.

Although it is only a hundred pages, the quality of this book is the best that the mouse-eared people have ever seen in their lives. The clear printed handwriting and a large number of black and white outlines and illustrations show the editor's aesthetics and profound knowledge.

"Thank you very much." The leading captain bowed his head to thank.

"Can you tell me the reason? You came from the distant Iron Rat Kingdom just to find out what happened here?" Celitia still understands the situation of the mouse-eared people. They are currently in the feudal society stage, far less advanced and pioneering than the Slami Association.

"There are more complicated reasons..." The captain didn't want to explain too much. In fact, the Iron Rat Kingdom is not peaceful now. They were sent here and were told various expectations.

Without explaining the reason, the captain continued to ask about other books, because he saw a lot of interesting things here.

"Grain farming, fruit tree fruit cultivation, iron smelting, basic construction technology..." He glanced over and recited the books he wanted to open.

"If you want to read it, you can open it directly." Seeing that they were still a little restrained, Celitia, who was sitting on the cross chair, took the initiative to speak.

So these mouse-eared people opened these books with some expectation and some caution. The cover and the catalog at the beginning listed the words they were looking forward to. Turning over the prologue and the first few pages was also very satisfying. However, when the book was turned over about one-tenth, the back was blank, as if it was a printing error.

"This is not a mistake, but a necessary concealment." Celitia's voice sounded above their heads.

"Knowledge must show its value, so that people will cherish it. If you want to read the content behind, you have to spend money to buy it." Celitia shook her fingers lightly.

"I know you don't have much money now, so why don't you stay in the city first and earn money by working." Her golden eyes were filled with encouragement and expectation.

She had always known these mouse-eared people from books, and now that she could observe them with her own eyes, she naturally wanted them to stay for a while.

"This... it seems we can't refuse." Several mouse-eared people looked at each other. In fact, even if the bookstore owner didn't suggest it, they would stay here for a while.

"Thank you for today. Can you tell me your name?" They still respect knowledgeable and beautiful people.

"My name is Celitia, what about you?"

"My name is Dandelion." Mouse-eared people often use flowers as their names.

"It's a very common name."

In Celitia's impression, there are almost 2 people named Dandelion out of 100 mouse-eared people, and of course the most common name is Hyacinth.

After saying goodbye to Celitia, the group of mouse-eared people left, and the bookstore returned to silence again. Although the book catalogue was complete and the decoration was good, it was still too much to expect people who had just escaped hunger to come and read and learn to write immediately.

In the afternoon, there were only a few waves of customers in the store, and only two people actually bought books. Fortunately, Celitia did not expect to make much money from this. It was actually Heshia's suggestion that she opened a bookstore, hoping that this newly established town could provide a channel for those who were eager for knowledge to obtain it.

Let's close the store tomorrow. Such customer flow does not need to be maintained every day. Celitia made plans and thought about how to approach the girl who was gradually getting familiar with her tomorrow. She was more and more interested in Heshia, and the relationship between the two had been full of various surprises and twists and turns since the first day they met.

...

One month ago.

"Your Highness Heshia, someone wants to see you." Tilan, who had just finished dealing with business in the study, was about to walk out of the meeting when she was stopped by someone.

"Who is it?"

There are many people who want to see her, but they are usually stopped. After all, her time is limited. Unless the other party is very special, the person in charge of external affairs will ask her.

"She is a Silver Wing, um, very knowledgeable, powerful and beautiful. She said that she can provide assistance to the Star-Seeking Covenant."

"Silver Wings..." Tilan had heard this name more than once. Many people had mistaken Orlesi for a Silver Wings because they all had silver hair, were very beautiful, and were very powerful, but Orlesi had no wings and her ears were standard elf pointed ears. After several explanations, no one continued to raise this conjecture.

"Bring her here."

"Yes."

In a white stone round pavilion halfway up the body, Tilan saw Celitia, but before she could speak, Lololia behind her started to take action.

Her usual emerald eyes turned red in an instant, and then her wings spread open, and several particle beams shot out, almost piercing Celitia, and this Silver Wings was not to be outdone, and immediately entered combat mode, and the two fought in the air.

As an artificial angel and mechanical life, Lololia's body has slowly returned to the stage of Sequence 7 after six months of repair and recharging. Although there is still a long way to go from the peak period, compared to the ignorant and backward world today, it is already an extraordinary combat power.

However, when the two fought in the air, Lololia did not have the upper hand, because Celitia opposite her was also a genius among geniuses, with a solid foundation and extremely skilled application of extraordinary knowledge formulas. She fought with Lololia for a long time without losing the upper hand.

In the end, it was Tilan who flew up and asked the two to stop, which made the two sides slowly descend to talk.

"Tilan, this guy is not a good person at first glance~" Lololia was the first to complain, looking for a reason for her own action.

Celitia was also very angry. She obviously did nothing, but she was splashed with dirty water for no reason. These mechanical bodies are really scheming, and I don’t know what data they calculate in their minds every day.

"Okay, okay, sit down first." Tilan smiled and comforted both parties. Although Celitia had some things to hide, the other party did not have any malice, which she could still feel as a singer.

After that, both sides introduced themselves. Lololia bluntly said that she was an artificial angel. She had fought with the Silver Wings in the past, and many sisters and companions died in the war against the Silver Wings.

It turns out that mechanical bodies can also hold grudges. This is the first time that Tilan has seen such a humane performance in Lololia.

"Of course mechanical bodies will hold grudges. This is a feedback to the factors that hurt themselves. How can we deal with it if we don't record it later." Lololia responded confidently.

Although she still had some hostility towards Celitia, under Tilan's persuasion, Lololia still put down her personal hatred angrily and did not continue to take action. After all, in their code settings, the orders of the original humans as leaders have a higher priority.

After comforting Lololia, Tilan had a good conversation with Celitia.

"Hello, I'm Heshia. I heard that you came here specifically to see me."

"Hello, I'm Celitia." The other party raised her white skirt and saluted elegantly, then stood up. She didn't face Tilan's inferiority and nervousness like other people, but looked at the girl in front of her with interest.

Tilan didn't know how many such looks she had experienced in the Federation. Almost everyone was interested in the singer, either because of her beauty or because of interests.

"I heard about Heshia from a far distance, so I really want to know how she did it, such as looking young and powerful, beautiful but not a vase, and managing the camp in an orderly manner." Celitia said her purpose frankly.

"As a silver-winged species, I have traveled to many places and mastered a lot of knowledge. I think my ability should be able to help Heshia." She pressed her fingers lightly on the collar and bowed her head slightly.

"Since you are so proactive, you must have something you want." Tilan also looked at Celitia with a scrutinizing look.

No wonder people often misunderstand. Celitia is indeed stunningly beautiful, and is about the same as Orles. They are both like flowers blooming under the scorching sun, with their own unique temperament and pride.

In terms of strength, the other party has also reached Sequence 7, and such strength is even stronger than the former Wolf Blood Queen. Although the Wolf Blood Queen is also Sequence 7, her promotion is not perfect. There are many incomplete and insufficient places in the sequence core. In the environment of the Federation, it is estimated that many Sequence 6 can defeat her.

This Celitia is a real Sequence 7 transcendent with a solid foundation, knowledge and strength. She can be on par with Loloria. In today's world, she is more than enough to be a hegemon.

Even if Celitia did not say her origin, Heshia saw at a glance that the Silver Wings must have a perfect and powerful social structure, otherwise people like Celitia would not be born. The perfection of the knowledge system and the solid foundation are not something that can be achieved by self-study.

If she really grew up alone and experienced many ups and downs to achieve success, her personality would not be so normal.

In Celitia's eyes, she also felt that Heshia should not be a genius that suddenly appeared. The calmness and composure of the other party in dealing with people, as well as the various ideas and opinions revealed in her conversation, are not cultivated in a biased and narrow region. It is not an exaggeration to say that Heshia is the perfect heir cultivated by a certain big power. However, where does such a big power come from? Is there anything that they, the Silver Wings, don't know?

〖She has many secrets. 〗

The two of them almost had this idea at the same time.

With curiosity and respect for each other, the two slowly sat down and talked. The topic also tacitly avoided exploring each other's origins and turned to the direction and goals of the future development of the camp.

"First, build a city that can accommodate many people, operate naturally, and gradually grow."

"The city is the prototype of the country. There are scattered small towns around a large city, and there are many villages around the small towns. This is the earliest national model." Celitia said her opinion.

"A perfect city also represents the gradual maturity of relevant laws, and can be promoted and gradually replicated to build a wider territory." Celitia said the future path she envisioned.

"It's very good." Tilan blinked.

"But this world is not a desert. What should we do if we encounter other countries or forces?"

"This can be traded or conquered."

When giving this answer, Celitia was not as sure as before. Since the birth of the Silver Wings, they have been fighting the most brutal wars with various sacred suns. Both sides are aiming to exterminate each other. They have never said that they will sit down and negotiate coexistence. Therefore, in the perception and habits of the Silver Wings, they don't know how to live with other races.

Do you really have to live in the same room with those people who roll around in the mud and smell greasy and dirty? This is psychologically unacceptable to the cleanliness-obsessed Silver Wings. They have their own pride and do not think that the Silver Wings must rely on other races to survive.

Regarding Celitia's stuck, Tilan did not laugh at or blame her. Instead, she thought about it and asked Celitia about other matters, such as specific urban planning and the formulation of various laws and regulations. Celitia answered these questions very well. It seems that she has really learned a lot of knowledge, not just memorizing those few lines of text.

"I see, Celitia, can you stay as a staff member? Of course, your salary will not be less. You can also tell me if you have any other requirements."

"The salary is about the same as others. In fact, I am here mainly for you, Heshia." Celitia really can't lie. Tilan felt that her words were a bit too straightforward.

"Then what do you want from me? Do you want me to do something for you?" Tilan was curious.

"That's not necessary. As long as Heshia lets me stay with you, I want to be friends with you." Celitia said frankly what she hoped for. In her eyes, this girl was like a shining treasure with countless futures to be discovered and developed.

"Okay, then we will be friends from now on, Celitia." The girl's frank answer made Celitia feel a different emotion for the first time.

Is this perfunctory, sincere, and without any ulterior motives, or is it some kind of stronger self-confidence and tolerance.