Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 571 The Poet and the Phoenix

In the last few days of the journey, Tilan met the intelligence officer who was in contact with her. Of course, the other party's identity was concealed to avoid the sight of the Inquisition.

"Hello, young lady. I am the guide you have booked."

Under the pavilion where coconut trees and sea breeze coexist, the girl saw this handsome man in a feather hat. He was dressed somewhat like a bard in the past, with a leisurely and slightly melancholy temperament.

"You don't look like a tour guide." Tilan expressed her feelings very frankly.

"Yes, I have been a tour guide here for only three months. I have been traveling around the Federation to write the stories and poems I like." He took off his hat and saluted the girl with an elegant gesture.

"Whenever I go to a place and get familiar with it, I will try to be a tour guide and tell the stories of that place to those who have never been there."

“Until one day, I feel that the story is gradually becoming complete and has been told well, so I write it down and then go to the next place I travel to.”

“It’s a pretty good life.”

The two walked one after the other on the beach. Not far away was the white coastline that connected to the end of the world. Large waves slowly rushed ashore, bringing the singing of seagulls and the breath of the distance.

During the walk, the poet and guide introduced to Tilan the origin of this coastal beach and the history of the planet.

"A long time ago, the world was all blue sea, and in the sea roamed freely all kinds of creatures. Some were ugly, some were beautiful, some were strong, and some were weak."

"One day, everyone in the sea saw a huge fish descending from the distant moon. The fish was so big that the animals in the sea could not see its end."

"Such a big white fish swims in the sea, spreading the waves and currents it creates, making the creatures in the sea amazed and worshipful."

"So the big fish became the king of the sea world, followed by all the creatures in the sea. They attached themselves to the big fish's back and belly, making swimming easy and comfortable, and also helping them avoid many dangers."

"The big fish swam farther and farther, and more and more sea fish followed it. Gradually, these fish followed it like silver waves, crossing the entire sea."

"The schools of fish are getting bigger and bigger. They are following the white whale-like fish, boundless and devouring all the food along the way."

"Gradually, the animals that didn't follow the big fish had nothing to eat, so in order to survive, they followed it."

"But one day, the big fish got old and couldn't swim anymore. It died in the sea. The fish that followed it swarmed around and were also hungry. So they ate the big fish's body frantically. Because the body was big enough, they might never be able to finish it."

"More and more fish gathered around the carcass, nibbling and fighting with each other. More and more fish gathered, and more and more fish died. The dead fish became food that more sea creatures desired."

"Finally, this place became a cemetery for marine fish, and the accumulation of marine fish carcasses finally formed the first piece of land in the ocean."

"Tens of thousands of years later, new sea fish forgot everything in the past and set foot on this land. They became the first creatures on land, slowly multiplied, blossomed and bore fruit, and lived a happy and carefree life."

"This story is a bit sad. If it were some kind of fairy tale, the ending should perhaps state the theme and add some emotion." Tilan responded.

"Yes, but I don't want to add a crude ending to such a story with my simple words," replied the poet guide.

The two of them had already walked a long distance at this time and slowly came to the coast. There was an observation deck leading to the sea, and in the distance they could see many people playing on the beach.

Walking along the road to the observation deck, the sea breeze gradually became stronger, the air became more and more humid, and occasionally you could smell a slight salty smell. Some seabirds were circling, their feathers were exceptionally white and dazzling under the sun and sky.

When they reached the end of the viewing platform, they stopped and stood at the fence, where they could see the laughing children playing ball and running on the beach below.

"This place is called 'Sunset Beach'. In another hour, when the sun slowly sets, you will be able to enjoy the beautiful scenery." The poet tour guide continued.

"Yeah." The girl nodded slightly and stood on the observation deck looking at the scenery.

The wind became quiet, and everything in front of me, whether it was the fine scales on the sea, the running figures, the cry of seagulls, and the white stone railings, all became the best embellishment of the picture.

After a long time, Tilan slowly closed her eyes, just to remember this moment well.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes again and looked at the poet guide beside her.

"So, you asked me to come here not just to tell this story." At this time, Tilan directly used the singer's ability to communicate with her mind.

"Yes, respected Lord Tilan." He nodded slightly, took out a small goose yellow object from his arms, and after stretching and unfolding it, it became a simple seven-stringed harp. Then he plucked it slightly, and a wonderful induction sounded in the girl's heart. Although it was not as powerful as the singer's, it was also another kind of mind-to-mind communication ability.

'Before I tell you what happened, please allow me to ask you a simple and plain question.'

"What do you think the Federation is?" He plucked his fingers, and the soothing music spread.

'A simple noun, a country, a collection of interests, or a once beautiful wish.'

'Before talking about patriotism, we must first understand what a country is. Unfortunately, the federation is now too large to describe how it looks to different people in just one or two sentences.'
'The country looks different in the eyes of children, adults, winners and losers.'

'In the eyes of some people, it is so beautiful, containing many beautiful words of justice, while in the eyes of others, it is so cruel and ruthless, the embodiment of terror and coercion. If we ask everyone, we will get thousands of different answers.'

'The birth of love is not without reason, there must be an initial starting point.'

"If it is the Federation you love, what do you think it looks like?" The other party closed his eyes and played the lyre. The music attracted people around, and several children hid behind their parents and watched with curiosity.

The girl watched him play, her bangs and hair fluttering in the wind, swaying beside her sight.

Tilan did not answer immediately, and the poet did not ask further questions. Only the faint sound of the piano floated in the wind.

Everything is so quiet, the sunset in the distance slowly sets. Just as the poet said before, when the sunset shines on the sea and the beach, it is particularly stunning and beautiful.

It was as if she had returned to a long, long time ago, which reminded Tilan of the afternoon when her mother first took her to see the sea many years ago. "What kind of person do you want to be in the future, Tilan?"

"kind."

Later, her mother seemed to say a lot to her, but unfortunately she couldn't remember many of the words that came after that. After all, she was too young at that time.

If she were to answer this question now, she would probably have to find many reasons and explanations for the answer to convince others and herself in order to avoid suspicion from others and herself.

But at that time, she didn't understand such a complicated matter as the conflict of interest. She just wanted to answer like that and said it like that without any reason or excuse.

Why should we be kind? Because it makes us happy, that's all.

When he opened his eyes again, his glass-clear pupils reflected the fiery red sunset in the distance, and the magnificent sunset seemed to be sparkling in his eyes.

"If it is the Federation I love, it should be kind and powerful." The girl replied slowly.

"Thank you for your answer, Your Highness Tilan." The other party continued to slowly touch the strings of the zither, immersed in the performance.

Time passed by minute by minute until the sun set into the sea, until the sky gradually darkened, until the crowd slowly dispersed.

"This is the end of the journey." As night fell, the poet tour guide took Tilan to sit in a small noodle restaurant on the beach.

"Let me treat you this time. There aren't many listeners like you left." The poet tour guide greeted the boss with a smile and ordered two servings of plain noodles.

Sitting in the noodle shop, the two finished their noodles with the hot red soup, and then the poet tour guide said goodbye to Tilan.

"This is a collection of poems and short stories that I collected and recorded. I'm giving it to you as a parting gift." Then he waved his hand and disappeared into the night.

The girl watched him leave and looked at the handwritten poetry collection in her hand. She had to admit that in today's world where printing is so advanced, it is indeed rare to see people who still write books with handwritten notes.

When the book is opened, there are words and sentences that the tour guide occasionally wrote in his spare time, as well as simple sketches. Among them are flowers, plants, cute animals, interesting little things seen on the road, etc. It can be seen that this tour guide is not a very good tour guide, but more like a traveling poet.

A week later, Tilan returned to the 'Chaoge District' and accepted Feng Jianxue's invitation to take on the role of the dragon witch in this celebration.

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Dolores asked curiously.

"Maybe I understand my original feelings." Tilan answered with a smile and quietly. It must be said that at this moment, she seemed to be shrouded in a layer of faint light, making people feel a kind of beauty that cannot be avoided.

Dolores didn't know what to ask next, but she knew that at this moment, Tilan was happy and determined from the bottom of her heart.

The grand celebration was held in the capital of the planet. This was a large-scale celebration held every five years. Not only people from the local star region, but even many tourists from afar would come to watch and participate.

When Tilan first appeared in front of everyone wearing the beautiful snow-white witch costume, paired with a green ribbon and a green phoenix pearl hairpin, one has to say that she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her already perfect face and figure, after careful dressing up and light makeup, were even more flawless and moving, especially the touch of red and blue dot between her eyebrows, which made people unable to take their eyes off her.

The snow-white long sleeves and the extremely soft fabric fluttered slightly as she moved, just like a fish stepping in the water, swaying slightly.

First came the massive parade, with tens of thousands of members, and in front of them were teams of musicians playing all kinds of traditional musical instruments, such as pipa, gongs, trumpets, drums, flutes, and so on. These musicians wore red embroidered robes and played as they marched, with petals and fireworks falling along the way.

People watching the celebration stood densely and crowdedly on the stands built on both sides of the street. From time to time, festively decorated hovercrafts patrolled in the sky to maintain public security and order.

"Now we are broadcasting to you from Channel XV. We are in the most prosperous capital area of ​​Bai Ze Star Region, watching the grand 'Five Phoenix Celebration'. This is an extremely important traditional celebration in the East, held every five years, and this time it is in Bai Ze Star Region..."

'We can see that the number of spectators gathered at the scene is far beyond imagination. During the celebration, about 5000 million tourists came to Bai Ze Star Region, and about 1200 million of them arrived at the scene to watch closely. The parade route of the entire celebration is 20 kilometers long. The streets are decorated with fiery red ribbons and phoenix silhouettes. The scene of the audience standing and watching makes the streets lively and boiling. From a high altitude, the whole street is like a swimming fiery red dragon! 'The reporter was also infected by the atmosphere at the scene and excitedly introduced the scene at the moment.

The parade began with long whistle sounds.

Ten red imperial tablets held high led the way. These tablets were carved with five phoenixes of different shapes. In ancient legends, they were the Qingluan, Chifeng, Honghu, Xuanwu and Yuzhu, in memory of the five special goddesses (witches) who opened up the world from the wilderness.

Ten imperial plaques, each about 10 meters high, moved slowly forward with the team, and behind them was an even taller and more magnificent hollow carving of a phoenix. Its shape seemed to be spreading its wings as if about to fly, with its flame-like feathers stretching out one by one, highlighting its beauty.

This hollowed-out phoenix carving represents the Phoenix Witch who raised and taught the Five Phoenixes, and is also the 'Seven Phoenixes Yingtian Zhenyan Mansion Lord' in ancient Eastern records.

Continuing further ahead, there are strange beasts from the mountains and seas in ancient mythology. These "strange beasts" with built-in machinery and exteriors decorated with glittering scales and outlines are about seven or eight stories high. They follow the team and walk slowly. Their metal bodies and limbs rotate from time to time, and through the resonance and vibration of the air flow, they make beast-like roars. Some have bodies like lions and tigers, covered with cloud-like hair and scales, some are blue all over, with the body of a leopard and the tail of a snake, and some are like giant birds, with bright yellow and sharp feathers. Some of them also spray flames or water mist into the air, which makes many viewers feel fresh, surprised and extremely happy.

Passing by these strange beasts of the mountains and seas, there is a huge dragon boat moving forward on the ground. The dragon boat has many tall buildings, and there are accompanying musicians on each floor. On the deck stand dancers waving their long sleeves. They are dressed in bright and gilded long skirts, and they slowly move with the music, like blooming golden lotuses.

Continuing further ahead, there are rows of retro soldiers on the dragon boats. They are dressed in copper and wooden armor and look like pottery figurines. Occasionally, they wave their weapons in unison and roar, which lifts people's spirits.

Further on, occasionally there would be members riding giant dragons flying across the sky. The huge dragon wings would create a fierce sound of wind, making people feel the power of these ancient dragon riders.

After various dragon boats displaying ancient culture passed by, the team came to the middle area. Among them, a dragon boat was particularly tall and eye-catching. It had a golden appearance, and there were golden-scale sails on both sides of the dragon boat. On the dragon boat, there was an even more magnificent palace. On a high platform surrounded by many entourages, the mysterious dragon witch knelt in front of a horizontal ancient sword, her face covered by a veil, and only her combed long hair and figure were visible to everyone.

The team moved forward, slowly walking through the long street amidst lively cheers and music, until they turned around and returned to the central venue of the festival. This square that can accommodate a million people was already crowded with people. The autonomous units decorated with ribbons flying in the air were like lanterns suspended, recording the scenery below.

Under the expectant eyes of the crowd, the entire team separated here, and then the dragon boat in the center slowly stopped. The dragon priestess, who was the protagonist of this ceremony, slowly stood up and gradually took off the veil in front of her eyes, revealing her peerless face that made millions of viewers hold their breath.

Countless cameras recorded this moment, and the atmosphere of the celebration slowly reached the anticipated stage.

The young girl in a long dress with snow-white sleeves walked slowly down from the air with a sword in her hand. Each step was like she was walking on transparent stone steps. She came to the center of the altar for praying to the sky, and then slowly pulled out the simple and plain sword. This was an unsharpened ceremonial sword, with mountains, rivers, plants and trees engraved on one side, and flowers, birds, fish and insects engraved on the other. There was an ancient blessing inscribed on the hilt.

Then, the girl wearing a green phoenix pearl hairpin danced slowly to the intermittent sound of bells. The sword and sleeves were like swimming fish, dignified and gorgeous, quiet and majestic. Birds circled in the sky, layered together, forming seven huge circles. As the prayer ceremony progressed, the clouds in the sky slowly changed color, and a cool breeze blew across the scene.

Until finally, the faint glow of light sprinkled through the gaps in the clouds, shone on the center of the Temple of Heaven, and fell on the face of the girl, and her clear eyes slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)