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

Chapter 787: Meeting Twenty Years Later

'I ask you, what is the principle of life?'

'It is the everlasting desire.'

'It's still a satisfying ending.'

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The year 1300 of the Sixth Era, the Year of the Fate.

This is a great year in the history of the Rose Federation. Ever since the volcano singer Princiko took control of the federation, the entire country has slowly pulled itself out of the quagmire it was in in the past, and has once again moved from a conservative and stagnant state to a pioneering and enterprising state.

3489 new residential space stations have been established in various star fields of the Milky Way, and 209 residential planets have built an ecologically cyclical dragon vein system. All walks of life have reaped the benefits of the rapidly developing economic situation. A wave of the times has lifted countless people to positions that were unattainable in the past. This has made them more confident in their choices and they enjoy all of this as a matter of course.

These 20 years are called the third revival of the Rose Federation by scholars, and they are 20 years that burn like gold.

Just like the original idea of ​​the Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star faction, they used vigorous economic development to eliminate the contradictions between social classes and bring another glorious era to the Federation.

“We are glorious.”

“We are proud.”

"We deserve to be praised for all this as a reward for our efforts."

"Cheers!"
The golden-red wine ripples and splashes in the magnificent hall. It is a sparkling ocean, filled with warm and proud emotions.

Corolla Star Region, the federal capital star.

Pulin sat alone under the golden world tree. Her long fiery red hair was reflected by the halo of the leaves and was also dyed with a faint golden color. At this moment, there were two wine glasses and a bottle of orange-yellow Cointreau beside her.

She was waiting for someone, and time did not make her lose patience. The door on one side of the hall opened, and a girl in gorgeous clothes with long black hair walked out.

"You're here, Tilan."

Without even looking up, Pulin knew who was coming. She picked up the bottle of wine beside her and slowly filled the two glasses.

The clear sound of water echoed in the glass, and it was like amber wine flowing, exuding a faint aroma.

"You know, I don't like drinking." Tilan's elegant voice came, and then she came to Pulin's side.

"I know, but today is different."

Pulin handed the full wine glass to the girl. The arm exposed from the sleeve showed traces of golden etched patterns, and the extremely bright flame mark between Pulin's eyebrows showed that she was now at the pinnacle of the singer, at the level of the blazing sun among the sun.

Taking the wine glass, Tilan sniffed it carefully, then took a sip. The taste was mellow with a light fruity aroma, not too unpleasant. It seemed that Pulin had specially selected it according to her taste.

Seeing that she did not refuse, Pulin supported his head and smiled, then picked up his own cup, gestured to Tilan, and then drank it in one gulp.

"It will taste better if you drink it this way."

The two did not talk about the past 20 years, nor did they mention the agreement they made that year. They just drank slowly, savoring the aroma and feeling the subtle changes brought about by the alcohol.

Soon, the girl's face flushed slightly and her chest rose and fell gently. She put the glass down and stopped drinking.

Pulin did not force him to do so, and continued to slowly fill the glass with the remaining wine.

The two of them sat leaning against the conference table under the golden World Tree, and could only hear the clear sound of wine being poured.

for a long time.

"I will probably have to sit here for another 20 years." Pulin said calmly about her decision.

'Here' is the meeting hall of the Federal Central Council. The golden world tree behind them was also planted by Isanisha when the Federation was founded. It has extremely important symbolic significance.

"Yeah." Tilan nodded slightly without objection.

"Actually, I thought you would win." Pulin said what she had thought.

"Yes, I act very aggressively and give people a sense of confidence and arrogance, but at that time I still felt that you would win."

"But what I care about is not whether I will win or lose 20 years later, but whether the suppressed obsession in my heart can be fully relaxed and exerted. Even if the final result is a failure, I will not regret it." As she said this, she gently blew the wine in the glass in front of her, watching the wine boil instantly and ignite flames.

"It was like self-destruction. I was determined to do whatever I wanted to do."

"No matter what."

"But the miracle is that I actually succeeded in doing it without failing halfway."

"I began to understand what kind of existence those Sun-class singers in history were, why singers have such a high status in the Federation, and why those congressmen are so afraid of the birth of a Sun-class singer."

“The power brought by power can smooth out any shadows in the heart, release and melt away all regrets, and then become smooth and firm.”

"Now I am calm and open-minded, and even have the energy to thank you for your efforts. If you return to the Federation, I am willing to give you half of the power and let the Federation experiment with some of your ideas." Prin spoke. She was not completely ignorant of Tilan's affairs in the Sigma Mechanical Council.

In response, Tilan shook her head slightly.

"If you just want the technology I have, I'll give it to you, but I won't come." For her, fame, wealth and power are not things she particularly cares about or needs.

"Really?" Pulin lay lightly on the conference table, looking up at the golden leaves above her head.

"Do you know how exciting it is when countless people revolve around your will and take action for your orders? It's as if the entire sea of ​​stars is turning in your hands." She murmured, slowly raised her hand, and looked at the golden halo between her fingers.

"Being too detached from the world is not a good thing, Tilan."

"You know, if I let someone capture you now, you may never be able to leave the Crown Star Region in your life." Pulin closed his eyes and spoke.

Hearing this, the girl in gorgeous clothes opposite turned her head, looked at the singer who was mumbling with her eyes closed, and shook her head slightly.

"You drank too much."

"I'm not drunk." She opened her eyes and sat up. Her eyes were like blooming red lotuses, staring straight at Tilan.

"You always naively give up power and easily let go of something that many people admire. This is not a kind of arrogance!" As she said this, she approached the black-haired girl in gorgeous clothes step by step and grabbed one of her wrists.

Tilan looked at the wrists that were holding her sleeves and arms, and felt as if she was being clamped by a red-hot iron, with a faint blue smoke rising from her cuffs.

"I'm not arrogant, I just don't want to argue with you about this." Tilan turned her head.

"Why don't you argue? Do you look down on me? Or do you think you always have enough time and can wait patiently for that day to come?"

In response, Tilan, who had turned her head away for a long time, turned around and sighed slightly at Pulin, who was angry. "Because once we argue, there will be no room to retreat." The fight between the singers is actually cruel. Maybe the loser will not die, but the beliefs that have been gathered in the past will be completely shattered. This kind of injury is sometimes more painful than depriving one's life.

"Oh, how will you know if you don't try?" Pulin laughed and let go of her hand.

"But it's too late now. There's no room for you in the Federation. I'm not the kind of singer who would be so generous as to give my room to others."

"Since you are willing to give in and wait, then just keep watching me as I live out this glorious life."

Having said this, the two did not continue their conversation and just parted ways.

On the way out, Tilan walked in the empty corridor. In this sturdy fortress city, even the corridors seemed to be made of some ancient bronze, which could reflect her face.

"It seems that your good intentions are not understood by others, Tilan." The girl on the bronze wall on the side talked to her.

"I know." The girl nodded slightly.

"She is a very proud person. My direct decision to let her win is equivalent to depriving her of the achievement and pleasure of winning after a struggle."

"As long as she doesn't defeat me head-on, the reluctance in her heart will be hard to completely dissipate, so even if I give in, she will still be unhappy and even hate me."

"You understand it very well, but why do you still do this?" asked the twins in the bronze mirror.

"There are not so many ways to have the best of both worlds in this world. If I defeat her directly, she will regret that her wish has not been fulfilled."

"Rather than saying that I let her, the truth is that the Federation has accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction and emotions over the past hundreds of years, and it really needs to be vented. I am not the kind of person who is unscrupulous."

"Since everyone needs it and she is suitable, let her do it." Tilan replied quietly.

"But you act like you're particularly arrogant. Haha, you're worthy of being my sister." The girl in the mirror blinked.

"Our personalities do have many similarities, but you were too timid and inferior when you were a child, so you didn't show them."

"I don't want to call this kind of personality arrogance, as if everything must conform to the mainstream and listen to other people's opinions in order to be humble."

"I would rather say that this was a decision I made after careful consideration, and I did not evade the consequences. As for you, sister, your choice back then could not be called a careful consideration."

"No, no, no, I have thought it over carefully. It's just that you happened and I misjudged you. In the final analysis, I didn't trust my sister and thought she was just a timid girl."

The two sisters bickered in their soul consciousness on a daily basis, and although they quarreled occasionally, their relationship was indeed much better than before, and many of the barriers and alienations in the past were slowly melting away.

Leaving the Federation's meeting hall, Tilan came to the Golden Flame Flower Cathedral on the side, which is an institution specifically responsible for the management of singers.

Although she had publicly announced that she had given up her identity as a federal singer, no priest really stopped her and looked down on the girl.

"Lord Tilan, please come this way. The chief priest is waiting for you."

"Thank you." Tilan nodded.

Passing through the holy and elegant buildings of the cathedral, Tilan saw many young priests on the road. They were probably new members who came in the past ten years and they still had vitality. When they saw Tilan, these young priests were quite excited and did not have the calmness of the older priests beside them.

Walking into the temple hall decorated with white gauze and golden curtains, Tilan saw an extremely old man. He was a little hunched over, and was sitting on a chair in the middle of the hall, leaning on a golden staff.

"High Priest Xiong." Tilan nodded and saluted after walking into the hall.

"Come in." The high priest signaled the guards beside him to wait outside the door, and then there were only two people left in the hall.

"It's been twenty years, Tilan." Looking at the girl in front of him whose appearance had not changed, the old man's voice was filled with nostalgia.

"Yes." Tilan came to the old man, stroked the back of his hand that was as thin as a dead tree, and then stood aside.

"I still remember that day fifty years ago, when I was praying in the temple, they told me that a young singer had awakened in the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region, so I hurriedly set off with my men..." Xiong recalled the past.

"You and Pulin awakened only two years apart. Although Yulandujia is playful and lazy, she is lucky to have two proud juniors like you." He commented on 'Green Snake' Yulandujia jokingly.

"Twenty years ago, we in the temple called you two the twin pillars of the Federation, two orbiting binary suns. There may be competition, but you will also bring great vitality to the Federation." He narrated slowly.

"But what happened later..." He sighed.

"Regarding your identity and bloodline, the Holy Temple did not provide strong guarantees and proof. This is our dereliction of duty."

Tilan didn't care about this, she was just curious: "Who started this rumor back then? A lot of information about me has been kept confidential by the Tribunal."

"I don't know about this either, because our temple is not a professional intelligence agency, and our scope of activities is not wide."

"But afterwards I did some research and found out that the source of the news was not leaked by the Inquisition, but came from somewhere else. The other party might be an organization as ancient as ours."

"Equally ancient?" Tilan was a little surprised.

"Yes. Logically speaking, everything in the Sixth Era was arranged by Her Highness Isanissa. Very little can go beyond her expectations."

"But there are always unexpected things, that is, the remnants of the new races of the Fifth Era, or their spiritual successors."

"Even though the Dark Sun has fallen, there are still many people following them. Even though the Federation has spread science propaganda about the evil and sins of the Dark Sun, they still believe in that path and are still serving the legacy of the Dark Sun." At this point, the high priest stared into the distance with his cloudy eyes and slowly stroked his beard.

"You should have heard of that special prophecy, the prophecy of doomsday chanted by the Saint of 'Loranthia's Eternal Covenant'."

"Many people don't know about this, and don't believe in it, but some people are particularly devout in their belief in the prophecy, and think that this is the irresistible power of fate, the will of the Star Crown, and fulfilling the prophecy is fulfilling the will of His Highness."

"That princess left too many legends in the world. Every aspect and identity of hers has its own group of people who worship and believe in her, and some even have conflicts with each other."

"Although we don't understand why such a sad prophecy was born, the people born in the Dark Ages believe that as long as they follow the prophecy, His Majesty will not abandon humanity, and will once again respond to humanity's wishes and awaken from the Sea of ​​Eka."

In response, Tilan just shook her head, treating such an idea as if she were a child who had not yet grown up.

"So, that group of people, or organization, released the rumors about my identity and bloodline in order to suppress and guide the people in the southern star region to protest and betray?"

"Yes, because this fits the description in the prophecy. The dragon vein system you built just happens to fit the ancient Eastern legend."

"The blue bird holds a branch in its mouth, and it lands on it to give birth to a country."

"You are descended from the Qingluan lineage of the Five Phoenixes, and the dragon vein system can also create a brand new ecological environment and home for the future of mankind. They believe that you are the dark blue bird that stopped at the branch in the prophecy."

"Since I have promised the prophecy to happen, what will be next?"

"The flame-feathered bird with orange-red feathers like fire is pierced by a sharp arrow." High Priest Xiong spoke the prophecy slowly with a heavy tone.

(End of this chapter)