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

Chapter 793 The Secret of the Covenant

"Biaoxing, have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?"

One night three years ago, my roommate asked Biaoxing, who was about to graduate, this question.

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" The two of them were lying in bed, unable to sleep.

"I suddenly wanted to ask."

"I will go to the Eighth Fleet first, and then serve in a main fleet." Biaoxing's goal is very simple.

"He is indeed the target of most of the students." The roommate turned around and looked at Biaoxing on the bed opposite.

"What about you?" Biaoxing asked.

"I, logically, I should have the same goal as you, but now I have changed my mind."

"Oh, where are you going?"

"Where he'll go? A giant company, a local fleet, or even a private firm. It's all possible."

"As for why, it's hard for me to explain to you. You can understand that I don't like the current atmosphere in the Federation, so I don't want to work for the government."

"Isn't it hard to understand? Haha. My family also said that I was crazy. I didn't want to go with the main fleet and chose this." Biaoxing didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

Suddenly, the other party sighed.

"Actually, I'm also confused. I don't know if I will regret this choice, so I'm talking to you about this tonight."

"People must be responsible for their own choices. We are not children anymore."

"But I really can't like a singer like Pulin Koko, even though she treats me very well."

"If there is a gentle and beautiful singer leading the current Federation, I would probably be willing, preferably someone like Miss Ewen Qilin. You know, I'm actually her fan since I was a child, around five or six years old. Unfortunately, there are very few videos and information about her in the Federation now. I first knew her from my dad's collection."

"Yeah." Biaoxing replied simply.

"I won't say any more. Miss Pulin is very popular now. I'm afraid I'll be beaten by other students if I say something bad about her. Haha."

"Goodbye, my friend. Today may be the last time we sleep in the same dormitory."

……

[Driver, please concentrate and adapt to the power of the magic furnace]
The mechanical synthesized sound coming from his ear pulled Biaoxing out of his memories, and then his eyes turned to the screen in front of him. At this moment, he was sitting in the cockpit, testing a new mecha.

[Magic furnace mana power increasing... 800 million mana... 1200 million mana... 1600 million mana]
As the power gradually increased, the magic power transformed in the cockpit gradually soaked the entire environment like condensed water. At this time, a slight thought could trigger a violent and extraordinary reaction, just like throwing a flame into gasoline.

When the power of the magic furnace increased to 1600 mana, Biaoxing began to feel the pressure. At 2000 million mana, it became a little heavy. At 2600 million mana, it gradually reached the limit of his endurance. At 2800 million mana, the instrument detected that his condition was not right, so it stopped increasing further.

[Power detection completed, the final limit of the qualified person 017 is 2600 mana, excellent performance]
After hearing this data answer, Biaoxing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the people in the research institute should be satisfied this time.

A few minutes later, he exited the cockpit from the test mecha, untied his sweaty helmet and walked out. The familiar researcher was already waiting for him outside.

The other person had blue seaweed-like hair, thick glasses, his hands were conventionally placed in his pockets, and his shoulders were leaning against the door frame.

"How does it feel?"

"It was a bit dull at the end." Biaoxing unscrewed the water bottle and poured himself some energy liquid to replenish his strength.

"You performed the best among nearly ten test subjects." The researcher adjusted his glasses.

"I am quite satisfied, but you are still a little short of the required driving qualifications for this mecha. We will give you a special training package to increase your pressure limit to 3600 million mana, which will barely meet the requirements of driving it."

"3600 million mana?" Biaoxing looked doubtful.

He was indeed not the best pilot, but as far as he knew, the maximum power of the magic furnace that a Sequence 7 ace mecha division in the Federation could bear was only 3000 million mana power. Could anyone really adapt to such harsh conditions?
“You look surprised. It’s true that this data is a bit beyond the standard, but it has been achieved in the past.” The other party turned his body from leaning against the door to standing and opened the recording board clipped on his waist.

"The first qualified person easily pushed the power limit to 4000 million mana power, and in subsequent experiments, he also tried to operate the magic furnace with 5000 million mana power."

"Is this still a human?" The increase in power becomes more and more difficult to bear. For every increase of 500 million mana power, the mental stress will double. It is not just a simple 20% increase.

"Huh, in a sense, that qualified person is indeed not a 'human'." The researcher smiled, then his eyes turned serious.

"She is a rare treasure of the Federation, a genuine treasure. It would be a waste to let her drive a mecha."

"However, she is also the most perfect qualified candidate. If she were still here, our research plan could be advanced at a very fast speed and would not be shelved for decades."

“Don’t worry. Although you are not the most suitable one, we will make a detailed plan for you so that you can gradually adapt. You haven’t advanced to Sequence 7 yet, right? You can choose a transcendental job related to time and space later. As for the spiritual medicine and resources you need, our institute will provide them to you. This is a luxury you can’t imagine.” The other person blinked playfully.

"Go home and have a good rest today. A nutritionist will come to give you a physical examination tomorrow."

……

A week later, Biaoxing took part in various physical tests and received an extremely detailed training plan. The items listed on it alone felt luxurious and expensive.

"That's how scientific research works, money is spent like water. Fortunately, we are not short of money now." The familiar researcher pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"I bet with the researcher next door that you can make it to the third stage and become the best ace pilot in the past ten years."

"I'll try my best." Biaoxing shook his head, wondering if this seaweed-headed researcher's life was too boring and he always liked to joke around.

"I'm trying my best. I'm putting my own reputation and credibility on you." The other party patted Biaoxing's muscular shoulder muscles.

"I understand." Biaoxing nodded, but soon thought of something.

“Does the government attach great importance to this research project?”

"Oh, you ask this?" The other party raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised.

"Don't ask around. It's safest to be a know-nothing soldier." The seaweed-headed researcher smiled mysteriously and told Biaoxing to shut up.

These guys are all geniuses with extremely high IQs, so just focus on your training.

However, since Seaweed Head said so, it seems that this mecha research project does involve some sensitive issues, such as who is so eager to use new weapons, mechas that can resist battleship fire, and revolutionary breakthrough weapons in war.

You must know that the Federation is now in an extremely stable and prosperous state. The galaxy is unified, and the central power of the Federation has long been concentrated. Who would be eager for the advancement of war technology?

The more he thought about it, the more Biaoxing felt that the situation was very complicated and he couldn't intervene. Just as Seaweed Head reminded him, it would be the safest option for him to be a test pilot who knew nothing.

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions." Biaoxing's voice was calm.

"Smart choice." The other party snapped his fingers.

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In February 1301 of the Sixth Era, the volcano singer Prinn ordered people to unlock the seal of the holy relic 'Lorenxia's Eternal Covenant'.

With the cooperation and deduction of masters and grandmasters from many extraordinary factions, the sealed holy white stone carving was finally slowly broken, revealing its most core part.

Just like the liquid yolk wrapped in an egg, the holy object like liquid starlight is sealed in the center of the white stone, with silver stars twinkling in it, flowing and disappearing.

If "Loranxia's Eternal Covenant" is a written record, then the moving starlight is probably the characters. However, when in the one-third state, these starlights will not be combined into handwriting, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

Obviously, such an obscure holy relic did not meet Prin's expectations, and then at her insistence, another covenant seal stored deep in the Capital Fortress Star was also opened.

The results presented by both are consistent, both are liquid-like starlight, sparkling like silver sand.

"It seems that if we can't gather all three covenants, one covenant alone will be useless." The expert reported to Pulin. "The last one is with the Mechanical Council. Prepare a delegation and put pressure on them." Pulin frowned and ordered.

"The Sigma Mechanical Council has no subordinate relationship with the Federation. If we exert pressure rashly, it may lead to conflict." An elderly official said cautiously.

"It might lead to conflict?" Pulin raised her eyebrows. She was somewhat disgusted by this statement, as if once there was a risk of conflict, one should stop and instead try to solve the problem by trying to please others.

How can you possibly get the desired result by pleasing others? If you really can get it by pleasing others, it will most likely be something the other party doesn't want.

"Today's Federation is ready to deal with any challenge, including but not limited to all-out war." Pulin's fingers tapped on the table, making the officials who were recording it tremble with fear.

“Isn’t this kind of written language too harsh…” Before he could finish his words, the official’s body stiffened and his brain went blank with shock at the glance from the volcano singer.

"Do as I say."

"Yes Yes."

……

A few weeks later, after reading the tome in the Golden Flame Flower Cathedral, Tilan said goodbye to the high priest.

"Is Tilan leaving?" asked the old man sitting in front of the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

"Yes." Tilan walked over, her feet stepping on the layers of dry and yellow leaves in the yard, making a slight sound.

She was wearing white over-the-knee socks today. The tight silk fibers outlined her perfect leg curves, showing the girl's beauty between youth and maturity.

"Will you stay in the Federation or go to the Sigma Mechanical Council in the future?" High Priest Xion continued to ask, and at this moment Tilan had come behind his wheelchair.

Pushing the old man in the yard, Tilan occasionally glanced at the green and yellow leaves falling above her head and answered softly.

"I will go to the Sigma Mechanical Council. There are still many projects that need to be studied and discussed there."

"Don't you want to stay in the Federation?" There was a hint of regret in the old man's voice.

"Yeah." If she stayed, Pulinke would not be able to sleep, and a conflict would break out between them sooner or later.

"Actually..." The high priest wanted to say something but finally held back.

"Go ahead, just remember to come back when you have time."

"I will." After all, she grew up in the Federation, and this place carries many of her memories and expectations, which she will not abandon.

……

Boarding the return starship, Tilan sat in the window seat and listened to the maid beside her reporting the latest news and current affairs to her.

"That is to say, Prinn wants to get the covenant of the Sigmar Council as well, right?"

"Yes, Lord Tilan." The maid put the clipboard in front of her, bent over to respond, and the slender bow ribbon behind her waist was slightly raised.

"The storm is coming..." Tilan's fingers gently circled the hair beside her ear.

"We must go to the Sigma Mechanical Council as soon as possible before Prin's envoys arrive."

"I understand, Lady Tilan." The maid looked up and pressed the communicator on her ear to communicate with the starship's main control AI.

"The starship is about to leave the port. Please enter the safety cabin as soon as possible. The spaceship will start the superluminal navigation mode in one hour."

Accompanied by a cold jet trail, the starship sailed into the vast sea of ​​stars and gradually turned into a tiny point of light that was difficult to track in the deep space and disappeared.

……

A month later, this specialized starship arrived at the territory of the Sigma Mechanical Council and gradually approached the inner core area.

After landing safely, Tilan submitted an application to the Mechanical Council and then met the three masterminds on duty.

There were three lovely figures standing beside the round table, which looked like there were three people missing one. They were Xia Lan, a lady dressed in a marine style, Jin Baili, who was wearing a white dress with lotus leaf collar, and Blood Robin, who looked like a thorny rose.

These three mechanical life masterminds are all extraordinary beings of the 9th level of the lepton sequence. Now they jointly control the awakened mechanical artificial angels.

"Have you finished visiting your family, Tilan?" Xia Lan smiled and waved to Tilan. Among the three main brains, she and Tilan had the most familiar relationship.

"Is the Federation fun?" Jin Lily clenched her hands slightly and looked at Tilan like a curious baby, as if she wanted to extract Tilan's memory of returning to the Federation this time to watch.

As for the last mastermind, he was relatively indifferent. He leaned against the round table, looking away, and was not interested in Tilan's return home this time.

"I talked with Prin for a while, and then I went to the Cathedral of the Golden Flame to supplement my historical knowledge." Tilan answered honestly. This was not something that needed to be concealed.

"I came back early this time because I actually have something else to tell you."

Tilan sorted out the recent situation of the Federation and told the three masterminds about Prin's collection of three covenants.

"Oh, what a bold singer." Jin Lily's eyes flashed, with golden lightning flashing through them.

"Hmph, you overestimate your own abilities." Blood Acacia's evaluation was merciless.

"Well, there are also children who don't understand, haha." Xia Lan smiled and covered her lips lightly.

"I have inherited most of the memories of the singer Feng Xuan, so I know a little more secrets." There was a cunning light in Xia Lan's eyes. This mastermind who looked like a young lady sometimes liked to play tricks on people.

"Loranxia's Eternal Covenant can indeed change the rules of the world, and can even serve as an omnipotent wish-granting machine, but, Tilan."

"Have you ever thought about who will fulfill the wish in the end?"

"This, of course, is the cosmic will on the other side of the Sea of ​​Aijaka, Loranxia." Tilan answered thoughtfully.

"Yes, but will His Highness honestly fulfill the wish made by a mortal?"

"In her eyes, we are actually not much different from bugs. We are even people who don't need to pay special attention to us."

"The only one who can truly make a covenant that has a certain binding effect is the origin of Loranxia, ​​His Highness Loran Hill of the Pure Wind."

"But even if it's the Wings of the Eternal Cradle, the Witch of Stars and Miracles, the Archangel of the End, the Silver-haired Sage Girl, or the prayer of His Highness, Loranxia will not kindly agree to it."

"She is the dark side of His Highness, and also the cold and ruthless side of a human being."

"To want the will of the universe to serve your wishes can sometimes be an offense. Unless your prayers interest her and she is willing to bet with the other side of the pure white light, you can truly change the rules."

"Isainessa ended the chaos and darkness of the Fifth Era, and submitted a satisfactory answer, so His Highness allowed her to make a few minor revisions. Now, compared to Isainessa, Prinn's achievements and great deeds are nothing more than children playing around."

"Under such circumstances, if we rashly open 'Loranxia's Eternal Covenant', we will only get punishment from heaven, not the power and strength that the other party expects." Xia Lan shook her head and sighed.

“Originally, this should be a secret known to all the singing ladies of the Federation. Unfortunately, during the time of Aimura Lin, it seems that a lot of inheritance on your side was lost.” Jin Baili walked to Tilan’s side, held both of her wrists with both hands, then moved her head closer and placed it against Tilan’s brow.

A wave of cool touch refreshed Tilan's brain, and then pictures and images from the past came into her consciousness.

In the picture, Isanissa stood in front of a huge curtain as magnificent as the sky. There were countless faint words and floating and twinkling silver stars on the curtain.

This is the Book of All Principles that records the extraordinary rules of the world, and it is also the Book of Contract that establishes an alliance between human civilization and the will of another universe.

————'Lorenxia's Eternal Covenant'

(End of this chapter)