Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The wood in the stove burned quietly, occasionally making crackling sounds.

With the arrival of late winter, various affairs were implemented in an orderly manner, and Tilan became a little free. Today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, she did not have to go to work, and her assistant helped to handle some small matters.

In addition to Tilan sitting by the fireplace, there was also a silver-haired elf sitting in the other corner of the room. Orles was curiously trying the harp in front of her. She seemed to have an instinctive familiarity with this instrument, but she didn't know how to start.

Tilan saw it, but did not go to help her immediately. She continued to sit on the wooden chair, wanting to see what Orles would do.

Well, after trying for a while, Orles put down the harp, walked to Tilan, bent down and lay in the girl's arms, rubbing her cheek against the other party. She was already very skilled in this action.

"Tilan, teach me, harp." She knew that the girl in front of her could. Perhaps in Orles' eyes, Tilan was a powerful partner who could do everything and solve any problem.

"Okay, I'll teach you later." The girl touched the back of Orlesi and hugged her.

She didn't want to move, but how could she refuse such a cute Orlesi who asked her for help?

Soon, sparse but slightly classical and soothing music sounded in the room.

In the evening, Tilan passed through the tunnel in the mountain and came deep underground to see the silkworm moths living there.

"It's Master Tilan~" Olenna was the first to trot over with her wings flapping, and occasionally she could flutter in the air for a few steps.

For someone who rescued herself and many other companions, Olenna particularly admired and liked Tilan.

Catching the fluttering Olenna with both hands, Tilan rubbed Olenna's face, feeling that this little guy had gained some meat recently and his body was a little heavier.

When the two interacted, other silkworm moths also gathered around. Everyone looked at Olenna with envy, wanting to get close to Tilan, but also a little in awe.

After comforting Olenna for a while, Tilan raised her head and glanced at the silkworms here, nodding slightly.

It seems that they have lived well during this period of time. At least their expressions are much more natural, not as restrained and timid as when they first came.

"How are you doing now? Do you have enough food? Do you feel very cold in winter? Is the work too heavy?" She asked many questions in a row, and then took the hands of several silkworms to the hall, just like a teacher holding the hands of kindergarten children.

The silkworms here are not young children, but their not-so-tall bodies are indeed similar to those of children. It's just that with the blessing of wings and body, they look mature and not too young.

"It's been great lately~"

"It's warm underground, not cold."

"The food cooked by Papana and Brena is delicious."

"The radish smells good when cooked~"

"I like potato cubes, they're warm."

"The work is going well, we made a lot of cloth."

"The hair has been cut, Olenna said she'd use it to make clothes for Lady Tilan."

"I made a new skirt with cotton."

Everyone gathered around Tilan, talking one after another, it was very lively.

Soon, the silk moth species brought the finished cloth over. There are two types of cloth. One is the silver silk cloth woven from cotton, which uses a special weaving technique engraved into the genes of the silk moth species, which makes the woven silver silk cloth have extraordinary characteristics, self-cleaning, soft and wrinkle-free, and with a certain white luster.

If it is taken to the Federation, this is probably the best among the T4-level cloths. After all, the raw material is just ordinary cotton. It is very rare to be able to achieve this level. Tilan touched the cloth and thought.

Then there is the fabric woven with the hair fibers of the silk moth species. Compared with the silver silk cloth just now, the roll of cloth in her hand is particularly light and transparent. It seems to float in the air, and it feels tough and textured.

Such fabric not only has all the advantages of silver silk cloth, but also is extremely tough. Ordinary bullets cannot penetrate it. It can also withstand high temperatures below 1000 degrees. It is smooth and soft throughout. It is an extraordinary category of silk. Even in the Rose Federation, it is an enviable T3-level high-end fabric, and the focus of various luxury brands.

"Lord Tilan, what style of dress do you like? We will make it for you." Olenna and a group of silk moth species held the cloth in their hands and asked sincerely.

Looking at their eager and expectant appearance, Tilan felt that if she said no at this time, she might make these little guys in front of her sad and uneasy.

"Let me think about it, let's follow the classical and classic style." She was talking about the simple and classical dresses that became popular in the Third Era because of the rise of the Angel Church.

This style originated from angels. Because of their confrontation with the phantoms of chaos, many people admired and appreciated them. Later, after the rise of the Angel Church, the clothing styles of various priests were also extended from this base.

In fact, the clothes worn by the angels were designed by the members of the "Sun of the Wings of God" in the Garden of Eden. They are simple and forward-looking in modern society and are very suitable for modern people.

Later, when the various dark suns in the Fifth Age created their own followers, many of them were lazy in designing clothes and also adopted this style system, making it a kind of classic style known to everyone in the Milky Way.

After Tilan finished talking about some of her small requests, several silkworm moth species carefully measured her body data, such as shoulder width, waist circumference, height, etc., and then these silkworm moth species became very excited, and seemed to have the urge to work overtime overnight to make clothes.

After admonishing them to sleep well and not to get too tired, Tilan also visited the workshop where these silkworm moth species usually weave cloth, the small canteen for dinner and activities, the bedroom where they sleep together, and the shower room for silkworm moth species to take a bath.

Compared with bathing, silkworm moth species obviously prefer showering. For them, soaking their wings in water is not comfortable at all, but showering is different. It can wash away the dust on the wings very well, and because they are waterproof, their wings can be restored to dryness by shaking them slightly.

After a tour, Tilan sat down in the small canteen. At this time, several silkworm moth species started to make dinner. It happened that she also wanted to see what these little guys eat every day.

It's a bit like hot pot, but they don't stew it all at once, but cleverly cook different ingredients in different pots.

"The clothes you are wearing seem to be the ones that were distributed to us at the beginning." At this moment, Tilan suddenly noticed a detail.

That is, the clothes on these silkworms, although washed very clean, are all made of the most common fabrics without exception. Compared with the two fine products they just handed to her, they seem very simple and rough.

"Yes, we all took good care of them and didn't wear them out." Ye Yina was a little nervous, but a little proud.

"You guys..." Tilan shook her head slightly.

She was reluctant to use them at all, and gave all the spun cloth to others. She was also afraid that others would despise and abandon them. Sometimes she was stupid, and she was particularly easy to bully, but she was also cute and touching.

Holding Ye Yina in her arms, Tilan touched her head. The silver hair was very fine and smooth.

"It's okay. It's not a waste to make a new dress for yourself."

"Let's put it this way. Before you make my dress, you must make a dress for yourself first."

"In the future, you should also think about yourself a little bit, so that you can have more energy to help others." She knew that only by saying this would these silkworms and moths listen.

I don't know if they have ever become the followers of the dark sun, or if they were born as livestock and tools from the beginning. If so, it would be too pitiful.

She wanted these silkworms and moths to have a better life in the future, so that they could contact the world freely and steadily.

In other words, what she always hoped for was a world where kind and hardworking people could live freely and steadily.