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

Chapter 674 We are friends
"we are……"

The mouse-eared people from afar had a lot to say, but after seeing this woman with wings and golden eyes, many words of explanation were inexplicably suppressed.

It has to be said that even in the aesthetics of the Mouse-eared Tribe, Celitia is exceptionally beautiful, and this beauty even carries a subtle aura of oppression that makes people dare not offend.

In the extraordinary world, although beauty is not directly related to strength, beautiful creatures will not be too weak, because innate beauty represents the excellent genes of the race and is the meticulous masterpiece of the Creator, and acquired beauty and self-confidence often demonstrate a status and strength that is far away from poor labor.

After a few seconds of thinking, the captain finally woke up from the shock brought by Celitia and gradually regained his consciousness and explained his purpose.

"We want to understand how this place developed and the relevant local information." He is well educated and has clear logic.

"Yeah." She agreed readily, but Celitia's eyes never left the other person, as if she was looking at some excellent finished creation.

"It's a good thing that you are curious about these things." She was thinking about something, turned around and raised her hand, and a book flew up from the bookshelf and fell into her hand.

"I recently compiled this book, which records the general history of this land and the major events that have occurred in the past year. Finally, there are the mottos and quotations of Lady Heshia." She recalled the scene of the interview and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I haven't decided on a name yet. If it's called The Birth of the Star-Seeking Covenant, the book is too thin and can probably only be considered a prologue." After saying that, she handed the coverless book to the other party.

Although it is only a hundred pages long, the quality of this book is the best that the Mouse-Eared Tribe has ever seen. The clear printing and a large number of black-and-white illustrations demonstrate the editor's aesthetic taste and extensive knowledge.

"Thank you very much." The captain bowed his head in thanks.

"Can you tell me the reason? You came here from the distant Iron Rat Kingdom just to find out what happened here?" Celitia was familiar with the situation of the Mouse-Eared Tribe. They were currently in the feudal society stage and were far from being as advanced and pioneering as the Slami Association.

"There are complicated reasons behind this..." The captain did not want to explain too much. In fact, the Iron Rat Kingdom was not peaceful at the moment. They were sent here and were given various expectations.

Without explaining the reason, the captain continued to ask about other books because he saw a lot of interesting things here.

"Cereal farming, fruit tree cultivation, iron smelting, basic construction technology..." He glanced over and recited the books that he really wanted to open and read.

"If you want to read it, you can just open it." Seeing that they were still a little restrained, Celitia, who was sitting on the chair, took the initiative to speak.

So the mouse-eared people opened the books with some anticipation and caution. The cover and table of contents listed the words they had been looking forward to. They were also very satisfied when they turned through the prologue and the first few pages. However, when they turned about one-tenth of the book, the back was blank, as if it was a printing error.

"This is not a mistake, but a necessary concealment." Celitia's voice sounded above their heads.

"Knowledge must demonstrate its value so that people will cherish it. If you want to read the rest of the content, you have to pay for it." Celitia shook her fingers lightly.

"I know you don't have much money now, so why don't you stay in the city and earn money by working." There was a hint of encouragement and expectation in her golden eyes.

She had only known about these mouse-eared creatures from books, but now that she could observe them with her own eyes, she naturally wanted to let them stay a little longer.

"This... looks like we can't refuse." Several mouse-eared people looked at each other. In fact, even if the bookstore owner did not suggest it, they would stay here for a while.

"Thank you for today. Can you tell me your name?" They still respect knowledgeable and beautiful people.

"My name is Celitia, what's yours?"

"My name is Dandelion." The Mouse-eared Tribe often use flowers as their names.

“It’s a very common name.”

In Celitia's impression, there are almost 100 named Dandelion among every 2 mouse-eared birds, but of course the most common name is Hyacinth.

After bidding farewell to Celitia, the group of mouse-eared people left and the bookstore returned to silence again. Although the bookstore had a complete catalogue and beautiful decoration, it was still too much to expect people who had just escaped hunger to come and read and learn to write immediately.

In the afternoon, there were only a few scattered customers coming to the store, and only two of them actually bought books. Fortunately, Celitia didn't expect to make much money from this. It was actually Heshia's suggestion that she opened the bookstore. She hoped that this newly established town could provide a channel for those who thirsted for knowledge to obtain it.

Let's close the store tomorrow. There's no need to maintain this level of customer flow every day. Celitia made plans and thought about how to approach the girl she was becoming familiar with tomorrow. She was becoming more and more interested in Heshia, and their relationship had been full of surprises and twists and turns since the first day they met.

……

a month ago.

"Your Highness Heshia, someone wants to see you." Tilan, who had just finished dealing with business in the study and was about to take a walk, was stopped by someone.

"who is it?"

There are many people who want to see her, but they are usually stopped. After all, her time is limited. Unless the other person is very special, the person in charge of external affairs will ask her.

"She is a Silver Wing. Well, she is very knowledgeable, powerful and beautiful. She said that she can provide assistance to the Star-Seeking Covenant."

"Silver Winged Species..." Tilan had actually heard this name more than once. Many people had mistaken Ores for the Silver Winged Species before, because they all had silver hair, were very beautiful, and very powerful, but Ores had no wings, and her ears were the standard elf pointed ears. After several explanations, no one continued to mention this guess.

"Bring her here."

"Yes."

In a white stone round pavilion halfway up the mountain, Tilan saw Celitia, but before she could speak, Loloria behind her started to take action.

Its usually emerald eyes turned red in an instant, and then its wings spread, shooting out several particle beams that almost pierced Celitia. The silver-winged creature was not to be outdone and immediately entered combat mode, and the two began to fight in the air.

As an artificial angel and mechanical life, Lololia's body has slowly returned to the stage of Sequence 7 after six months of repair and recharging. Although there is still a long way to go before the peak, compared to the ignorant and backward world today, it is already an extraordinary combat power. However, when the two fought in the air, Lololia did not have the upper hand, because Celitia opposite her was also a genius among geniuses, with a solid foundation and extremely skilled application of extraordinary knowledge formulas. She fought with Lololia for a long time without losing the upper hand.

In the end, it was Tilan who flew up and asked the two men to stop, and then both sides slowly descended to talk.

"Tilan, this guy is obviously not a good person~" Loloria was the first to complain, looking for a reason for her action.

Celitia was also very angry. She had done nothing, but she was being slandered for no reason. These mechanical bodies were indeed very scheming. I wonder what data they were calculating in their brains every day.

"Okay, okay, let's sit down and talk first." Tilan smiled and comforted both parties. Although Celitia had some secrets, the other party really had no ill intentions. As a singer, she could still feel that.

After that, both sides introduced themselves. Loloria bluntly said that she was an artificial angel. She had fought with the Silver Wings in the past. Many of her sisters and companions died in the war against the Silver Wings.

It turns out that machines can also hold grudges. This is the first time Tilan has seen such humane behavior in Loloria.

"Of course a machine will hold a grudge. This is a response to the factors that hurt itself. How can it deal with it later if it is not recorded?" Loloria responded righteously.

Although she still had some hostility towards Celitia, under Tilan's persuasion, Loloria put aside her personal hatred and did not continue to take action. After all, in their code settings, the orders of the native humans as leaders had higher priority.

After comforting Loloria, Tilan had a good conversation with Celitia.

"Hello, I'm Heshia. I heard you came here specifically to see me."

"Hello, I'm Celitia." The other party saluted gracefully while holding up the hem of her white skirt, then stood up. She did not have the inferiority complex and nervousness that other people had when facing Tilan. Instead, she looked at the girl in front of her with great interest.

Tilan had experienced this kind of gaze countless times in the Federation. Almost everyone was interested in the singer, either because of her beauty, or because of benefits, etc.

"I heard about Heshia from far away, so I really want to know how she did it. For example, she looks young and powerful, beautiful but not a vase, and can manage the camp in an orderly manner." Celitia stated her purpose frankly.

"As a Silver Wing, I have traveled to many places and acquired a lot of knowledge. I think my abilities should be able to help Heshia." She pressed her fingers lightly on her collar and lowered her head slightly.

"Since you are so proactive, you must have something you want." Tilan also looked at Celitia with a scrutinizing gaze.

No wonder people often misunderstand, Celitia is indeed stunningly beautiful, probably on par with Orles, both are like flowers blooming under the scorching sun, with a unique temperament and pride of their own.

In terms of strength, the opponent has also reached Sequence 7, which is even stronger than the former Wolf Blood Queen. Although the Wolf Blood Queen is also Sequence 7, her promotion is not perfect. There are many defects and deficiencies in the sequence core. In the environment of the Federation, it is estimated that many Sequence 6s can be defeated.

This Celitia is a real Sequence 7 transcendent with a solid foundation, knowledge and strength. She is able to fight on par with Loloria. In today's world, she is more than qualified to be a hegemon.

Even though Celitia didn't tell him about her origins, Heshia could tell at a glance that the Silver Wings must have a perfect and powerful social structure, otherwise someone like Celitia wouldn't have been born. The perfection of the knowledge system and the solidity of the foundation were not something that could be accomplished by a genius' self-study.

If she really was a genius who grew up alone and achieved success after going through many hardships, her personality would not be so normal.

In Celitia's eyes, she also felt that Heshia should not be a genius that suddenly appeared. The calmness and composure in her dealings with others, as well as the various ideas and opinions revealed in her conversation, were not something that could be cultivated in a biased and narrow region. It was not an exaggeration to say that Heshia was the perfect heir cultivated by a certain powerful force. However, where did such a powerful force come from? Was there anything that they, the Silver Wings, didn't know?
〖She has many secrets.〗

The two of them came up with this idea almost at the same time.

With curiosity and respect for each other, the two slowly sat down to talk. The topic tacitly avoided exploring each other's origins and turned to the future direction and goals of the camp's development.

"First, build a city that can accommodate a large population, operate naturally, and gradually grow."

"The city is the prototype of the country. There are scattered small towns around a large city, and there are many villages around the small towns. This is the earliest model of the country." Celitia expressed her opinion.

"A complete city also represents the gradual maturity of relevant laws, which can be promoted and gradually replicated to build a wider territory." Celitia said about her envisioned future path.

"It's very good." Tilan blinked.

"But this world is not a desert. How should we respond if we encounter other countries or forces?"

"This can be used for trade, or conquest."

When giving this answer, Celitia was not as sure as before. Since the birth of the Silver Wings, they have been engaged in the most brutal war with various sacred suns. Both sides are aiming to exterminate each other and have never talked about sitting down to negotiate coexistence. Therefore, in the perception and habits of the Silver Wings, they don't know how to live with other races.

Do they really have to live in the same room with those people who roll around in the mud and smell of grease and dirt? This is really psychologically unacceptable to the Silver Wings who have obsessive-compulsive disorder. They have their own pride and do not believe that the Silver Wings must rely on other races to survive.

Tilan did not laugh at or blame Celitia for being stuck. Instead, she thought about it and asked Celitia about other matters, such as specific urban planning and the formulation of various laws and regulations. Celitia answered these questions very well. It seemed that she really learned a lot of knowledge, not just memorizing those lines of text.

"I see. Celitia, can you stay as a staff member? Of course, you will be paid as much as you want. If you have any other requests, you can tell me."

"It's OK as long as the remuneration is about the same as others. Actually, I'm here mainly for you, Heshia." Celitia really can't lie. Tilan even thinks her words are a bit too straightforward.

"Then what do you want me to do something for you?" Tilan asked curiously.

"That's not necessary. As long as Heshia lets me stay with you, I want to be friends with you." Celitia expressed her hopes frankly. In her eyes, this girl was like a shining treasure with countless futures to be discovered and developed.

“Okay, then we’ll be friends from now on, Celitia.” The girl’s frank answer made Celitia feel a different emotion for the first time.

Is this perfunctory, sincere, and unsophisticated, or is it some kind of stronger self-confidence and tolerance?

(End of this chapter)