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

Chapter 664: Forty Years of Fire and Night

One morning forty years ago, a child was born in a small cottage surrounded by birch trees.

"This child has lavender eyes, let's call him 'Lewind'."

In this way, the newborn baby has his own name.

When they are young, butterfly species are similar to humans with no obvious differences. However, they will undergo a metamorphosis when they reach adulthood and grow beautiful wings. It is said that the most beautiful butterfly species must have the most beautiful wings. The subtext of this sentence is that the beauty of wings is more important than appearance, and many of the abilities of butterfly species also require the help of those wings to be displayed.

Therefore, the beauty or ugliness of the wings almost represents the status of a butterfly species in the population.

"I'm your cousin, you can call me Sister Jasmine."

When Lewind was 12 years old, he met his cousin from afar. It was said that his cousin's father was his mother's brother, but the two separated when they were relatively young.

Jasminela has distinctive snow-white butterfly wings with particularly attractive blue patterns. When Jasminela came to the base with her parents, her beautiful face and wings immediately attracted the attention of many young people.

"Jasmine is already Sequence 4. I heard from Lady Inasha that it won't be too difficult for her to advance to Sequence 5." When she got home, her mother talked about this.

"He is a rare genius," said his father with emotion.

“Is Sequence 5 very powerful?” Lewind had no idea what this term was at that time.

Patting Lewind's head, his father told him that if he had the strength of Sequence 4, he could freely travel to any place on the grassland. If he had the strength of Sequence 5, he would be almost a small overlord and leader of a region. Although the Butterfly Eye species was powerful, the strongest leader was only at the mid-level of Sequence 6.

"This means that even though Jasmine is still young, she is already a senior figure in the tribe. In a few years, she will most likely take over the position of tribe leader."

"Sister Jasmine is so awesome." He was extremely envious at that time.

Because of Jasmine's strength, Lewind received a lot of care in the days that followed, which made him admire and feel close to his cousin even more.

When Lewind was 14 years old, in order to build good relationships and also to give Lewind a better education, his parents sent him to Molilah for instruction.

Although Jasmine is only 20 years old, she is already a great teacher compared to Lewind, who has just entered the ranks of extraordinary practice.

During this time, Lewynde often went to his uncle's residence to study with Molilah, including basic supernatural knowledge, weapon use, and the history of this world.

"Sister Molilah knows so much. Did you learn it all by yourself?" One day, Lewend asked his cousin who was sitting in the woods, bathed in the morning light like an angel in an ancient poem.

"No, I learned it from a wise man from the far north. He said that he encountered a miracle when he was young, and thus gained knowledge that ordinary people could hardly imagine."

"What does God look like?" Lewind asked out of curiosity.

"God." The snow-blue wings behind Jasmine fluttered slightly, and a breeze blew through the woods.

"Probably has wings like us."

"Because we are a species created by God, we will have some shadows of God." Jasmine sighed.

"Then can we become gods too?" Lewend continued to ask.

"Well, theoretically there is a very small possibility."

"But it probably can't be done now." Jasmine stood up slightly, walked towards Lewind, squatted down slightly, and touched the boy who had not yet grown up.

For adolescent children, this big sister with long blond hair, snow-white skin and a charming figure is undoubtedly the object of their dreams.

Seeing Lewind staring at her in a daze, Jasmine laughed. Lewind remembered that look for decades and never forgot it.

Then, Molilah stood up, looked up at the sky, and told Lewend her thoughts about God.

"Gods definitely exist, and we are the continuation of the gods. One day, when the butterfly species once again fills the planet, the gods will appear and praise our efforts."

"Will she reward me?" Lewend couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I will reward little Lewind." Jasmine smiled and blinked, then took Lewind's hand and led them to the cottage surrounded by flowers and plants in the forest. That was Jasmine's own little house. She raised some bees in the forest and would make delicious desserts with honey as a reward for Lewind's training.

In this way, time passed by unknowingly. If everything stayed in the first 18 years of life, it might be a very nice dream.

……

22 years ago, a fire struck the birch forest where the Butterfly Eye species lived. The Wolfbloods armed with long knives and torches rushed into the Butterfly Eye species' stronghold and started killing. Flames and thick smoke filled the night sky. The Butterfly Eye children who could not yet fly ran in panic in the flames, while in the sky and on the treetops, the adult Butterfly Eye species were dealing with even more crazy killing machines.

The sky was filled with flashing red dots, and each pair of red dots represented a mechanical autonomous unit flapping its wings in flight. These mechanical bodies that imitated dragonflies flew extremely fast and were extremely agile in the air. Wherever their sharp wings went, the butterfly species were cut and torn apart. The illusion and charm ability that the butterfly species were good at was almost useless to these mechanical autonomous units.

As the embodiment of the will of the Mechanical Council, these autonomous units constantly roam across the earth and sky, creating a paradise for the survival of the former native humans. On the other hand, the new race is undoubtedly the biggest enemy.

There is no surrender in the battle, and it is impossible to give up. These machines that execute the original code are merciless. It is not that the superior mechanical angels who set the program are ruthless, but that there is no room for warmth in reality. In the era of the Fifth Age, there is no longer any room for easing between the two, especially the original humans, who are almost on the brink of extinction.

The battle lasted from night to day, from holding on to evacuation, from the initial butterfly wings filling the sky to the final scattered feathers.

Under the dual siege of killing machines and wolf-bloods, a large number of Butterfly Eye members died in battle. The birch forest was once full of corpses, flames were everywhere, and the burning smoke swept along the west wind and spread to the distance in the sky.

In the darkness of the night, Jasmine dragged her broken wings, struggling to support herself and escape with Lewind. Only one side of her once beautiful wings was left, and the other side was torn apart by several wolfbloods in a sneak attack. There was even a bloody and mangled part on her back.

In a hurry, Jasmine fell from mid-air and rolled to the ground, and Lewind also fell heavily to the ground. He felt dizzy and finally came to his senses and stood up. He looked at Jasmine who was motionless in the distance, and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Lifting up Moira, whose life was about to end, Lewend cried out her name with tears in his eyes. However, the sister whom he once admired and longed for was now covered in blood and stains, and could no longer fly in the sky.

"Ahem, I can't hold on any longer. You go by yourself." Weakly, Jasmine raised her hand and touched Lewind.

"Go, find a deserted place and spend the rest of your life there."

"No, I don't want you to die," cried Lewind, who was not even an adult yet.

"No, you can't be so naughty. You've grown up and can fly away by yourself." Jasmine's eyes were half open and half closed. She could no longer see Lewind in front of her.

A faint halo of light lit up from Jasminela's body, and then spread to Lewind, stimulating his transformation into adulthood. After a few seconds, Lewind slowly fell asleep, and then a cocoon made of light threads gradually formed on the surface of his body.

In a few hours, he would be a true adult and grow enviable wings.

Seeing the light cocoon slowly wrapping up Lewind, Jasmine felt relieved. She crossed her hands and wrapped them around her shoulders. Then her body slowly burned and turned into bursts of light powder. The powder covered the earth, covering Lewind's light cocoon and his breath, and then disappeared into the night.

……

Three years later, the stronghold of the Willow Elves, former allies of the Butterfly Eyes, was also breached by the Wolf Bloods. The leader of the Willow Elves was pierced by bloody fangs and hung in the wilderness beside a big river. Along the river bank was a three-kilometer-long stretch of pierced heads, on which rested scavenger vultures and black crows. Such a ferocious act shocked the entire grassland.

At this point, the cat-tail species, fox-tail species, and elephant-body species all surrendered, and the Wolf-Blood King Camp was gradually established.

In the following twenty years, Lewind kept searching for possible survivors of the Butterfly-Eye people. He flew from north to south and from east to west across the grassland. He often flew in the dark, using the Butterfly-Eye people's natural abilities to conceal their figures and gather intelligence.

Compared to the genius Jasmine, Lewind can only be said to have mediocre talent. At the age of 32, he barely advanced to Sequence 4, and this was the result of Jasmine teaching him systematic knowledge theory.

In the eight years that followed, he was still stuck at Sequence 4. On the one hand, it was because he was often hiding and his energy was dispersed. On the other hand, he finally found a reclusive branch of the Butterfly Order in a distant place, although the population of this branch settlement was no more than a hundred.

In order to help this small settlement avoid detection by the wolf-bloods' keen sense of smell and possible disclosure of their whereabouts, they located their settlement on a lonely and high cliff, and would only sneak out at night.

Although this ensured safety, the efficiency of many things slowed down. Maintaining food in the settlement was not easy, and he had to take on the responsibility of finding food with several members.

During this long-term cooperation, he finally had his own lover and children.

Originally, this would have been a good ending, and he would have lived an ordinary life, just as Jasmine said at the end.

But life is full of accidents and misfortunes. On the way to purchase food as usual, her lover's identity was exposed, and her daughter who came with him was also in crisis.

In order to protect her children, the mother cannot fly away alone, which leaves many opportunities for the other party.

In the end, the mother died and the daughter was captured and became a slave of a passing merchant.

After suffering such a blow, he searched for his daughter like crazy. Until last month, he finally obtained some information and learned the whereabouts of his daughter in Wang’s camp.

After that, he joined forces with his companions to launch a rescue operation. In order not to implicate others, he took the initiative to stay behind to cover their retreat until he was pierced by a wolf-blood's javelin and fell from the sky.

Throughout his life, he has been on the run and hiding. Perhaps rescuing his daughter in the end was his only obsession.

Now his wish has been fulfilled, but unfortunately, he will never see that child who has not grown up again.

Come to think of it, the child had a similar light blonde color to Jasmine, which was what he missed the most.

……

In the dark dungeon of the royal camp, torches were still burning slowly, and pine oil occasionally dripped, splashing some sparks.

After listening to Lewend's story, Tilan sat quietly in her chair, closed her eyes and recalled the outline and vague information behind the story.

It seems that in the thousand years of isolation from the world, the people on this planet have not been without any achievements or attempts. At least from Jasmine's words, we know that she should know some truths about this planet. And where did the sage who told and taught Jasmine came from? Was the miracle he claimed to have seen a metaphor or some kind of reality?

"I'm very curious, why were the wolfbloods able to attack together with the mechanical autonomous units at that time? Wouldn't they be attacked?" Tilan asked, opening his eyes.

"They will be attacked, but the probability of being attacked is much lower than us." Lewind's expression now regained a little vitality and hope, and was no longer as dead silent as before.

"Based on our race's thousands of years of experience, our Butterfly species should be ranked very high on the threat list of the mechanical autonomous units. If the Butterfly species are found in the detection range, we will be the primary target. Unless the Butterfly species in the range have been completely eliminated, those mechanical units will not target other species for the time being." He explained the reason.

It turned out to be a priority setting. From this perspective, the four followers of the Dark Sun who participated in the strangling of the Mechanical Sun Rou were all listed as the number one enemy.

"Who is your leader now? Is he the one who commanded this rescue?"

"Our leader now is not a butterfly-eyed person, but a special messenger who also comes from the north. She has obtained a similar inheritance to Jasmine and has also won our trust."

"I was in a hurry for this rescue and didn't have time to discuss it with the leader. I only brought some familiar companions with me. Fortunately, I was the only one left behind. Everyone should have escaped back." He felt relieved when he said this.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Tilan shook her head.

"The messenger you are talking about is wearing a purple gauze dress, which has a unique charm."

"How do you know this?" Lewind was extremely surprised.

"I happened to see her, and that's why I came to see you. If I'm guessing correctly, she will come to see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Tilan felt that with the means shown by the woman, it would not be difficult to find out the place where Lewind was imprisoned.

"Although I have no intention of restricting your freedom, I still advise you that if you want to leave, please make a decision after leaving the King's Camp with us."

"Escaping from the dungeon is a disgrace to the queen. The reason why she can rule the grassland is because of this deterrent power."

"Don't think that she wouldn't care about a small matter like a slave escaping. In my opinion, she just deliberately showed indifference to this small matter."

"Because the most arrogant and confident expression is indifference."

"According to your experience and various rumors in the past, this queen has a strong ambition and desire for control. She will not allow the descendants of her former enemies to openly escape from the royal camp unless they pay a sufficient price to satisfy her face and majesty. Only then will she show everyone a little bit of her royal bearing between her fingers. The purpose of doing so is simply to better control this land and prevent others from easily making the decision to disobey her orders."

"Now that you mention it, it seems that I am in danger too. It seems that I have to prepare early." When the girl said this, she seemed to have thought of something.

"There's really nothing I can do. I don't really like using violence to solve problems. As the Eastern proverb goes, a watermelon that is pulled off with brute force usually doesn't taste good."

“I prefer a long-term stable order rather than a distorted system maintained by brute force, although the latter is easier to achieve.”

At this time, Tilan stood up, bent slightly, her straight hair falling down, and said goodbye to Lewind who was sitting in the dungeon.

"See you next time, Mr. Lewind. Please give my regards to the chief. We may have a lot to talk about in the future, about this grassland, this planet, and this world."

(End of this chapter)