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

Chapter 670: Ballad in the Wind

Standing in the crowd, when the shouting sound spread in all directions, Tilan felt a subtle emotion in her heart. Why did things turn out like this, or which step went wrong to turn out like this.

In fact, she built the Stone Sword Covenant system in the hope that people like the Wolf Blood Queen would no longer appear on the grassland and to establish a relatively civilized and equal environment.

The word "queen" actually does not quite fit her ideal, because it represents a status gap far beyond that of ordinary people. It is not the kind of beautiful society she wants to build. But now she is not the high school student she was many years ago. She has clearly understood that the development of anything cannot be achieved overnight. At this time, if you talk to these guys about concepts such as equality, justice and unity, it is probably a pipe dream. It has no realistic basis and cannot be understood by them.

Shaking his head, that's all. Even in the society of the Federation, in various nicknames and entertainment works and games, the words emperor, king, queen, princess, etc. still exist in large numbers. It can only be said that people are born to yearn for this image. Among them, there is an ideal desire to become a king, and there is also a wish for a perfect and powerful king to lead everyone out of their difficult environment.

In front of a huge system and institution, individuals are always weak. When they are unable to break through these barriers and constraints, if a great man appears to turn the tide and change the world, then all kinds of beautiful titles will be given to him. King is just one of them and the most commonly used one.

But now, she originally wanted to be the boss, but now that she is suddenly called the queen, it is difficult for her to just give up. It can only be said that power and responsibility are indeed one and the same. If she ignores it in the future, it is estimated that someone will scold her later, saying that this Queen Heshia is really bad, or that she is greedy for fun and ignores the millions of creatures on the grassland.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh again, probably because she remembered that when she was a child, the teacher made the naughty students the class leaders, using this title to trap them and make them self-disciplined and study well.

The principle behind this is very similar to what it is now.

Just let them be, as for how far they can go, it depends on them.

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After concluding the alliance and agreement, Heshia first asked everyone to return with food, and then she stayed on the grassland for nearly ten days, meeting with representatives sent by various settlements, dealing with various conflicts accumulated on the grassland and making judgments, and then she was ready to leave.

"Your Majesty, the first batch of patrol cavalry has been formed. Please review it." In the tall stone hall, Gus reported respectfully.

During these days, he had witnessed the ability of the new queen. Compared with the Wolf-Blood Queen, Heshia was not easy to fool at all. The flattery and compliments that he once took pride in would only lead to the other party's suppression and criticism. Then, people from other settlements filled the tent of the new queen. If he could not do his best before Heshia left, Gus was afraid that he would have a hard time keeping his current position after Heshia left.

"So fast?" Tilan put down the stacks of recent statistics in her hand and walked out of the hall with a group of settlement representatives.

Standing on the high platform, below them were three teams of cavalry. They were all carefully selected warriors from each settlement, and their strength was generally above Sequence 2. They had muskets hanging on their horses, and carried swords, spears, and axes with them. Because they had just been formed, their weapons were not uniform.

Seeing Tilan appear, the captains of the three cavalry teams called out to those behind them, and then began to gallop on horseback with their men on the grassland. Although the discipline was not strict, at least they were trying their best to cooperate at this moment. Even while riding horses, the team always maintained a general formation.

After that, they faced various obstacles and climbed over them, such as chevaux de frise, erected wooden walls, and wooden men wearing iron mail stuck in the ground. They easily climbed over them, and waved their weapons while running, breaking the wooden men along the way.

It can be seen that these warriors are highly skilled, or too skilled. After all, conflicts occur almost every day on the grassland. Any warrior with a little strength has experienced no less than ten life-and-death battles. Those who can survive the elimination are not weak.

After watching the drills of the three cavalry teams, Gus asked whether to start the actual combat phase, that is, to pick out two teams to fight and show each other's strength.

"That's not necessary." Tilan raised her hand and asked the three teams galloping in the distance to come back.

"They are all good fighters, and there is no need to demonstrate them in such a way that causes huge casualties."

"But I see that most people use cold weapons, so it will be necessary to add the study and training of hot weapons in the future." As soon as she finished speaking, someone next to her immediately picked up a pen and paper to take notes. This scene made Gus complain in his heart. These guys are even better at flattering than me.

"I'll trouble you guys to popularize education and set up an academy." Having said this, Tilan looked at several gray-feathered people behind him, including Tilan's acquaintance Sigmund.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The well-dressed Gray Feather scholar bowed respectfully, indicating that he and others would do their best to complete the task.

"In addition, regarding the construction of the radio station, we will start the radio station on time every night in the future to explain the regulations of the Stone Sword Covenant and various major events that have happened recently to the entire grassland and the surrounding areas." Tilan talked about another thing.

"We understand." The other Iron Core and Fox Tail species who were in charge of the electronic equipment obeyed the order.

"The rainy season is approaching, and this is also the best time to cultivate the grasslands. You, the elephant-bodied and horned beast-bodied, must send personnel to guide and supervise the major settlements to complete reclamation and sowing."

"As you command, Your Majesty." The nearly three-meter-tall elephant-like creature bent over and knelt on one knee, making a dull sound like a small mountain hitting the ground.

"Where is the slippery feather species?"

"Here, here, Queen Heshia." The thin and small glider with broad bat wings squeezed into the crowd and knelt down carefully.

"You are responsible for delivering messages on the grasslands and passing on various orders to the settlements. Every time you deliver an order or announcement, you must bring back the signature of the settlement leader to ensure that the information is delivered truthfully."

"Yes, we will definitely finish it."

After arranging these, Tilan has basically finished handling the current affairs. After that, it depends on their actions and performance.

"That's enough. I should go now." On the last day, representatives from various settlements on the scene continued to ask the girl for her opinion, and finally formed a temporary 13-member council to decide on some emergencies in the future.

"My Queen, according to your order, we have pardoned all the former slaves in the royal camp and sent them to live in settlements according to their respective races. However, there are still some special slaves who do not have settlements in the grasslands."

"Are there many people? What are their situations?" Tilan was curious about what race was so rare.

"There are four silk moth species, who were personal slaves kept by the Wolf Blood... leader in the past. Their clothes are woven with silk threads and satin produced by silk moth species." The subordinate reported.

"Silkworm moth species..." Tilan thought of Olenna, whom she had rescued before. These silkworm moth species could be said to have their genetic design devoid of the desire to fight, and they were simply unable to survive alone in the wild.

"Take me to see them."

"Yes."

Following the leading guard, we arrived at a secret dungeon in the king's camp. This was once the residence of the Wolf Blood Queen, and no one else dared to offend or approach it.

Walking into the stone underground cell, Tilan saw the four little ones curled up in the corner in the light of the torch. They were about 1.4 and 1.5 meters tall, which is the standard height for silk moths. They all had fluffy moth wings and beautiful snow-white hair.

Because they saw a stranger, the four little guys were a little scared, but their eyes kept secretly looking at the leading girl in the firelight. Their situation was almost exactly the same as that of Olenna when they saw her.

"Can you stand up?" Tilan wanted to see if they were injured or if they could move on their own.

"Yeah." Although they are afraid, these silkworm moths will basically not disobey if someone asks them to do something.

The four little ones slowly stood up and lined up in a row. They were dressed simply, with a slightly plump figure, and looked a bit adorable and cute. This made Tilan wonder whether the person who designed the silkworm moth genes did not like a too thin body.

A few minutes later, Tilan put down the fingers that were emitting invisible ripples. After testing, the four silkworm moth species were basically intact, with only minor injuries.

Afterwards, Tilan asked about their origins and past. They babbled and said that two of them grew up in the Wolf Blood King's camp, and the other two were looted by the Wolf Blood from other settlements.

Originally there were supposed to be six species of silkworm moths here, but unfortunately two of them are no longer there.

"Where did they go?" Tilan asked.

"One was eaten, and one was used." Speaking of the remaining four silkworm moth species, although it was a bit sad, it was not as sad as imagined.

"The Queen was injured, so Miena was used. Aina was beaten to death by the guards, and then in order not to waste her, she was eaten by them." The words were spoken in a calm tone, which made Tilan feel a little chilly for the first time.

"What do you mean by used up?"

"The Queen was injured and had problems with her internal organs, so she was replaced with Miena's, so Miena is no longer here." One of the silk moth species recalled.

"How long ago was this?"

"It seems like a long time. The weather has probably changed from cold to hot almost 20 times." "Oh, so that's it..." It seems that the Wolf-Blood Queen did not escape unscathed in the battle with the Butterfly-Eyed Clan that year. She was also seriously injured. No wonder she did not personally pursue Jasmine.

After understanding what happened, Tilan would occasionally wonder if this world was too cruel to these silkworm moths. But they still seemed to be living happily, and were even very excited after talking to Tilan for a few words.

"Are you going to take us away? Where are we going? We can take care of ourselves. Just give us food." He was almost saying that he was easy to take care of and Tilan didn't need to worry about him.

"Don't worry, we will give you food." Tilan comforted them.

"Food is very precious. In the past, if we ate a little more, the guards would scold us. We were very scared." Another silk moth species spoke with some concern.

Silkworm moths have relatively high requirements for the food they eat. If the food is too polluted or toxic, they will be more intolerant and become sick and die. This is why the number of silkworm moths is decreasing today.

Fortunately, they are always very obedient and quite useful, so many settlements would consider keeping them if they have the financial resources.

After the conversation, Tilan decided to take them away from here to the valley camp in the east of the grassland, so that she could keep Olenna company. The little ones would probably be happier if they were together.

After dealing with all the remaining matters, Tilan finally set off and returned to the valley camp in the east of the grassland with some of the accompanying members.

On the reddish sandy wilderness, there are rows of neatly built earthen brick houses outside this valley. It seems that they were built during the period when Tilan was away. One cannot help but admire the efficiency and mobilization ability of the members of the Heshan Rescue Association. Almost all members are working together, cooperating with each other, and have a clear division of labor.

No wonder they were able to survive thousands of years of war. If it weren't for this insect plague, they would probably still be an independent force standing firm.

Tilan slowly descended with his entourage, seven of whom were original caravan members and several young boys and girls from the grassland. They were talented and were brought here by Tilan for personal instruction. Then there were four silkworm moths who were looking around with their wings slightly flapping.

"There are so many people here. It's so safe with so many people here." One of the silkworm moths flapped her wings happily, but unfortunately this did not allow her to fly.

"By the way, you haven't told me your names yet." Tilan remembered that she had never asked the four guys what their names were.

"My name is Brianna." She had silver snow hair that was slightly longer and reached her back.

"I'm Temeluna." She is the youngest of the four.

"I'm Papana." She has twin ponytails.

"My name is Ye Yina." Her hair was the longest, almost reaching her feet.

The four little guys all have silvery hair and snow-white moth wings. If it weren’t for the slight differences in hairstyle and body shape, it would be hard to tell them apart.

Do they all end with "Na"? Tilan thought that this might be their naming habit. There are also wolf-blood marks hot-stamped on their shoulders to prevent them from running away or being taken away and sold privately.

Looking at the string of rough characters, Tilan asked them to come to her one by one, then stroked her shoulders with her hands, slowly erasing the burn marks and restoring her normal white skin.

"Woo, it doesn't hurt. I'm so happy~"

Seeing the marks on their shoulders disappear in the cool feeling, the first thing these little guys said was that it didn't hurt. It seems that in their eyes, being a slave is far less important than not feeling the pain.

These guys are so pitiful yet I don't know what to do with them, Tilan thought, so she asked Molly to take care of them first and not let anyone else disturb them, and then she led everyone back to the valley to meet the moose boss and the people from the Heshan Rescue Society.

An hour later, in the renovated hall in the cave, Tilan met the current managers of the camp. Most of them were members of the Heshan Rescue Society, and some were from other races.

The members of the Heshan Rescue Society were not surprised by the new face. It would be strange if the girl came back quietly. Such a shining person would attract attention wherever she goes.

"Now, please let me report the situation to His Highness Tilan." A neatly dressed member stood up, then raised his hand, turned on the old-fashioned projector, and projected tables and data onto one side of the stone wall of the mountain.

"In the past month, we have initially completed the construction of our homes, such as digging underground wells and building water towers, preliminary construction of houses for residents, and digging drainage ditches, in preparation for the upcoming rainy season."

"Although we encountered some difficulties during the whole process, thanks to the guidance of Mr. Moose Ori and the assistance of Lady Loloria's mechanical bodies, everything was completed smoothly." Those mechanical bodies brought out from the underground ruins were of great help in the process of building the camp.

"In addition, I would like to thank Lady Orlais in particular. She has helped many of our friends who have lost their family members to slowly come out of the shadows." It seems that Orlais has also grown a lot during the time when I was away.

After exchanging information, the next step was to open up the land and cultivate the land. With the purification crystal made by Tilan, Leo Lace had used it to purify all the open space in the valley this month.

"The rain will come soon." Tilan made this judgment when she recalled the moist moisture she felt when she returned.

"Make preparations for drainage. During this period, we will mainly focus on farming and production. We should try to produce the food needed for the second half of the year before the food runs out."

"Understood!" everyone responded, and then the meeting was disbanded.

Before everyone had time to leave, Orlais couldn't wait to run to Tilan and hug her.

"Tilan, you're finally back. Poor Ores, all alone." During this month, she slept alone every day and sometimes even had dreams in the middle of the night, but no one talked to her.

"Okay, it's okay. I won't leave Orlais for so long in the future." Tilan hugged Orlais, his chest pressed against her, and a faint floral scent came from his hair.

Orlais didn't gain weight this month. Could it be that she really ate less because she missed me? Tilan touched Orlais's hair and back, and then she slowly raised her head.

"Tilan, tell Ores a story." It seemed that she was very concerned about Tilan's experience this month.

"Okay, I'll tell Orles tonight." The girl agreed with a smile, then took her hand and walked out of the hall to look around the camp.

As they walked, Tilan talked about her experiences this month, the foxtail settlements she encountered on the road, the savage wolf-blood species, and various new sights and sounds.

"Um, the Wolfblood Queen, is it very big?"

"It is very big, about four meters high, almost two and a half Ores?" Tilan thought for a moment.

"Tilan is awesome. I'm not afraid of her." Ores continued, probably meaning that she thought Tilan was the awesome one.

"Yes, yes, but I do look a little young, so they were not afraid of me at first." Tilan thought for a while.

"Tilan, OK." Ores finally said her favorite habit. These three words were the most common words the girl had heard in the past six months.

"Olais is doing well too." Tilan responded, and then asked how Orais had comforted everyone during this period.

"I can play the piano." Orlais answered with a little pride, and her expression was similar to her past.

Turns out she was playing the piano. I thought she was singing for everyone. It seems that singing is a bit of a stretch for her now.

"What is that playing?" Tilan asked curiously.

"That's the one." After saying that, Orlais began to hum softly, and a familiar and nostalgic tune sounded.

Initially, this tune had no name, nor did it have lyrics or an official title. It was just sung by a young girl while gazing at the scenery in a lonely castle. But with the end of the dark Fifth Age, even this tune that was once sung casually had a great name of its own.

"~Praise of the Golden Rose~"

————To the half-elf girl who illuminates the night and saves civilization.

(End of this chapter)