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

Chapter 649: The Decree in the Cold Wind
The valley was covered by black smoke, and even during the day, the light was dim like dusk. Along the winding valley, there were roaring factories half-hidden in the mountain walls. Boiling molten iron was shaking in huge crucibles and then poured into giant molds below. Sizzling steam overflowed from the holes in the mountain walls, then floated up and mixed with the black smoke in the sky of the valley.

The entire valley is filled with the pungent smell of sulfide from burning coal, and this valley is a huge living steel plant, devouring coal and ore gathering from all directions.

"beep----"

The sound of the whistle came from far away in the valley, but soon became clearer and clearer, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of steel transmission collision. The gray iron wheels were running on the rails, which were full of scratches. The exposed silver metal gave life to the coal-ash-covered body.

The armored train, about a kilometer long, passed through the mountains. White steam came out of the chimney at the front of the train like a column. The boxes of black coal piled up into small hills at the back were soaked in water, reflecting some of the light from the sky.

The armored train stopped with a long sound of wheels rubbing against each other, and a group of unloading workers walked out from the open space on both sides. They were only wearing shorts that covered their private parts, and their bodies were as black as coal.

With the hard work of nearly a thousand slave laborers, all the cargo on the train was unloaded in four hours. After that, the coal ore will be sent to steel mills in the valley and put into the huge steam-burning furnace to provide power for the entire valley.

After unloading, the front of the armored train blew the whistle again. This time it was filled with water and coal and could be started again. However, today it did not return as usual, but drove into another tunnel and waited.

Wearing sturdy forged plate armor, holding fully automatic black rifles, wearing steel helmets on their heads, and carrying sufficient marching supplies on their backs, the fighters boarded the train amid the incessant roar of the factory. They stood in the coal-dust carriage, each of them sturdy, gray and black, and full of discipline.

When the orange coal lamp on the rock wall above the train shines, you can clearly see the uniform pattern on the soldiers' helmets: hammer, scepter, and lightning, three things intersecting each other. If there are knowledgeable people here, they will definitely recognize that this is the symbol of the "Ford Alliance", which represents the iron alliance entrenched in the mountains and wilderness, sheltering millions of people.

At the top of the valley shrouded in steam and black smoke, three figures dressed in luxurious clothes slowly climbed up the tower and looked down at the train and soldiers ready to go below.

"About 3000 soldiers are ready. They are all the most loyal and brave warriors of our Iron Core race." One of the short and fat men looked at the soldiers below with pride.

"Iron Valley, Ford Main City, and Berry Market will each send troops, totaling nearly 10000 soldiers to the south to support the Heshan Rescue Association." The tall and thin man in the lead looked at the telegram order on the yellowed paper in his hand.

"That's pretty much all the strength we have available." He put the paper down.

"Too many sacrifices." A taller and fatter figure on the left shook his head.

“Although the Heshan Rescue Association provided us with great help and even some valuable technical support in the early days of the alliance, but…” the fat figure still shook his head.

"I have always disagreed with sending soldiers to fight against such a natural disaster to save a group of dying people."

"According to scholars within the alliance, once the insect plague has swept through all visible life within its field of vision, it will spontaneously die out. They are biological weapons created during the battles between ancient suns. As a tool, the key is efficiency, convenience, and disappearance when not in use."

"These bugs are often used to do the final cleaning of the planet. They will devour all the creatures on the planet, and then, after losing their food, they will self-extinct, leaving a clean planet for the winner."

"As long as we don't provoke them, these insects will eat everything in the southern wilderness and then disappear on their own. If we insist on rescuing those people in Heshan, we will be courting disaster." He continued, shaking his head, his long tentacles swaying beside his collar.

"It was the same in Ford's main city. They argued for nearly a week, and in the end, King Ironbeard overcame all objections and finalized the plan to send troops." The tall and thin man put the paper in his hand behind his back.

"Humph, you are so short-sighted." The short and fat man of the Iron Core Race was dissatisfied.

"If we sit back and do nothing at this time, how are we going to explain to the leaders of the settlements and strongholds in the alliance? Is our Iron Covenant so fragile? Don't forget how the alliance was established in the first place." He was a little angry.

"Also, we, the Iron Core, are the main combatants in the alliance. I didn't say anything, so why are you dissatisfied?"

"Yes, calm down. Forney is just reluctant to let go. After all, those soldiers below are valuable assets of the Alliance." The tall and thin man in the middle had to speak out to comfort them. After that, the voices of the three men gradually became quieter, and the armored train below was also loaded and ready at this moment.

"beep--"

"beep----"

"beep------"

The sound of the whistle became longer and longer each time, and then the wheels started slowly, and along with the transmission gears and rockers, it continued to move forward, carrying the roaring armored train into the distance.

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Under the starry sky in the wilderness, Heshia lay on a soft haystack, her long black hair and skirt spread out, giving her a mysterious beauty. She looked up at the Milky Way star sand above her head, her thoughts flying in her mind. The carriage carrying Heshia was now being pulled by a large mechanical shield beetle, moving forward on the mountain road.

"What are you thinking about, Heshia?" Loloria flew over from the other side, and a little air flow came out from under her thick armored skirt, allowing her to land steadily on the haystack.

"I'm wondering where in the galaxy this is." The girl answered casually, then turned her eyes to the mechanical girl who was bending over.

Unlike the cold AI she imagined, Loloria has a personality similar to her appearance, or even more lively and curious. This reminds Heshia of a theory that the actor is often more like the "real person" than the real person.

This is because the 'real person' that the public is familiar with is often the other person's most famous image. The real individual is more complex, so there is a slight difference between the 'real person' that the public expects. However, the actors do not have to consider these. They will take this image as their whole and adapt to the simulation, so that the best among them will be closer to the public's expectations than the real person.

Whether the emotions of mechanical life are the result of self-awareness or the result of personality coefficient settings makes Heshia a little puzzled and curious.

"This is not the galaxy coordinate location when I followed everyone to attack." Loloria sat next to Heshia, hugged her knees naturally with both hands, and then turned her head to look at Heshia beside her.

"When I arrived, this planet should be located in the middle of the Centaurus Arm, which is also the place where the forces of all parties intersect most fiercely and frequently."

"Now I judge based on the position and coordinates of the stars that we should be at the end of the Orion arm."

"That means the entire planet has crossed most of the Milky Way, right?" Tilan was surprised.

"Such a method would be extremely difficult to accomplish, even for the suns at that time. Loloria can't tell who is so abnormal." She looked back at the Milky Way star sand above her head.

"If there is a Sun who does this, it must be a desperate struggle before death."

"Maybe it's to find a way out for itself. This planet should be shrouded in a special shielding and hiding force field, otherwise it would have been destroyed long ago." Based on the history after the establishment of the Federation, Tilan believed that unless the Federation's starships and probes had not discovered this planet, it would have been destroyed by the Rose Federation's fleet long ago.

"Loloria lost the connection with the mechanical sun, and I don't know what happened." "However, Heshia is from a civilized society, and you are a native human. Does that mean that we won the final battle?" Lololia looked at the girl with expectation.

"This..." Heshia looked at Loloria, who looked like an innocent 15-year-old girl, and chose to tell her the truth.

"Yes, we won, but Mechanical Sun Rouya died in the distant past."

"Since the end of the last battle, the entire galaxy has enjoyed nearly a thousand years of peace and stability. Everything is just as the pioneers expected. We have ushered in a beautiful and stable era. There is no crazy genetic modification, no inhumane wars, and no inhumane policies." Heshia tried to make her voice soft as she told Loloria about the beautiful and tearful moment when the Sixth Era was created.

"That's great. Although we all died, it's good that you survived. Humans today can surely create mechanical life forms that are cuter and more powerful than me."

After listening, Heshia lowered her head and shook it slightly.

"No, after the advent of the new era, due to the huge gap between mechanical life and native humans, they were finally divided into two countries. Your successor is the Sigma Mechanical Council, and I know very little about their situation and news."

"Oh, we are separated. Wouldn't it be boring if we can't be with humans?" Loloria blinked.

"Many of my behavior and action templates are based on real people. If I lose the object of observation, wouldn't I just keep repeating the same old data? That would be too boring."

"Can mechanical life also feel bored?" Heshia asked with her head tilted.

"Yes, this is one of the settings of the original code. The reason for this setting is to prevent certain logical dead loops. It uses the triggering of boredom characteristics to automatically free itself from the dead thread."

"In addition, according to the elder sisters, the existence of boredom will also motivate us to constantly learn and explore new things, which is beneficial to the normal development and evolution of the entire race."

"That's great." Tilan sighed softly. At this moment, she believed that mechanical life had a real self and emotions, and was not just a mechanical AI that only knew how to execute orders.

Why did the Federation and the Mechanical Council part ways? If the two had lived together in harmony after the end of the Fifth Era, they should have been able to create a larger and more vibrant civilization.

Unfortunately, being on this planet at the edge of the galaxy, it is difficult for her to get the answer. She has to go back to the Federation Center and learn the truth of the year from the Fortress Star in the Crown Star Field or the Sigma Mechanical Council.

The two of them talked for a while until they saw the night sky full of flames in the distance.

"That is..." Heshia slowly stood up and looked at the raging flames that illuminated the sky red.

"I'm afraid I can't chat with Loloria now."

Heshia's body slowly rose into the air. Under the surprised gazes of several people below, she slowly raised one hand, and countless air currents passed through her side, forming a high-speed wind tunnel.

Her hair and skirt were flying, and some faint blue light gathered to form transparent and thin wings behind Heshia, which made people think of the goblins in mythology.

"I'm going back to Shilin Mountain Fort to check the situation. You guys deal with it carefully." Several people present suddenly heard the girl's extremely clear voice, as if it was ringing directly in their minds.

When everyone's attention turned to the night sky again, the girl was no longer there. Only a twinkling star disappeared at the end of the night sky, just like the stars above their heads, no longer visible.

"So fast, faster than Loloria." In mid-air, the mechanical girl looked at the direction where Heshia disappeared with great surprise.

"The native humans are now so strong, no wonder they no longer need our help."

In the night sky, Heshia flew faster and higher. Her figure exceeded the speed of sound, broke through the atmosphere, and reached the sky ten thousand meters above. It seemed as if every cell in her body was running at high speed to adapt to the environment at this terrifying speed.

This was the first time that Heshia had pushed her speed to such a level since the Winter Festival competition many years ago. It was a little difficult at first, but the more she advanced, the more flexible and smooth it became. Her body gradually adapted to the state of traveling a thousand meters in one second. Heshia had a vague feeling that this was not the limit. If she advanced to Sequence 7, she would be able to truly reach the threshold of the mythical fairy.

In less than a minute, Tilan had arrived above the Stone Forest Fortress, which was now a sea of ​​fire with burning buildings everywhere. The streets were empty and no living animals could be seen. If it weren't for the various bloody bones left in the streets and buildings, Heshia would have thought she had come to the wrong timeline.

Orles...

The girl was nervous and worried. She swooped down from a high altitude, penetrated through the roofs of the city, and landed directly in a house at the corner of the hill fortress.

The room was still clean and tidy, with no signs of damage, but there was no sign of Orles.

Where is she going? Tilan pressed her fingers on her chest, and a light silver halo spread from her eyebrows and flew in all directions.

This barely visible, faint light passed through various stones and buildings, illuminating everything within a 20-kilometer radius of the Stone Forest Castle in her consciousness.

……

Finally, in the wilderness west of Stone Forest Castle, the team that had escaped with difficulty from the pursuit of the insect swarm was "seen" by Heshia.

So it was there. After seeing the familiar silver-haired figure of Orles, Tilan breathed a sigh of relief, but then became a little angry.

To be honest, she has always had a good temper and rarely gets angry unless it is an unforgivable bad behavior. But this time, seeing the collapsed buildings and countless piles of broken human bones in the entire castle, her emotions still fluctuated a little.

On this unknown planet without the attention of the Federation and the follow-up of the Inquisition, what can I do...

Under the night sky, long silver-gray hair fluttered, and silver tracks crossed the dark sky. In the high sky where no one could see, suspended water vapor began to gather and condense, and bitingly cold ice crystals bloomed in the darkness.

Gusts of snow and icy wind blew, and the whole earth entered the harsh winter again. The silent frost spread across the desolate land and spread into the distance. Countless insects flying in the air flew lower and lower in the cold current, and finally fell to the ground and became a grain of dust on the earth.

According to ancient legends, Brunnard was the original angel known for her harshness and coldness, and the cold wind and silver ice were her orders.

(End of this chapter)