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

Chapter 795 The confrontation between the two

"The Federation's Fifth Fleet has set sail. They will arrive at the border and be prepared." The news media reported the current situation of the Federation.

Because of the ownership of the "Eternal Covenant of Lorenxia", the Rose Federation and the Sigma Mechanical Council began to have friction and conflict, and gradually tore open the rift.

Seeing that the conflict was escalating, someone finally came out to mediate and stop the war that was about to break out. Who else could mediate between the two powerful political systems in the galaxy? It was...

"Welcome, Lady Heshia Tiran."

On the starship, a group of people bent over to greet the girl with long black hair who had just landed.

"Let's go, take me to see Pulin." Tilan thought about how to stop the old friend who was in high spirits.

Following the guidance of the maid in dark red uniform, Tilan walked through the overly spacious corridor inside the starship. This kind of emptiness in the space age often makes humans feel insignificant and is more likely to cause loneliness.

Half an hour later, Tilan saw Pulin who came to greet her. She was standing alone in the huge flat space, with a floor screen under her feet that served as the federal star map.

Although the sound of the soles of shoes stepping on the floor was slight, it was particularly clear in this extremely quiet room. This was the second time the two met in a year. They had not been apart for long, but the feeling of unfamiliarity between them was far greater than before.

When she was three meters in front of Pulin, Tilan stopped. The hem of her gorgeous dress above her ankles stopped fluttering and hung down quietly, making the girl look dignified and elegant, with a hint of youthful purity and beauty.

"The way you dress now is different from before." Pulin shifted his gaze away from Tilan, which he had been staring at for a long time, and looked at the huge star map in front of the two of them.

"This is a map of the Milky Way, and the large red area is the Federation." You can see the Milky Way with a silver-blue background, divided into four main spiral arms and two secondary spiral arms, and the Rose Federation occupies most of it.

"How do you feel when you see a map like this?" Pulin asked the girl not far away.

"It's magnificent, but also feels empty and lonely," Tilan replied.

"My feeling is, why not fill the entire star map with red." Pulin said as a matter of course.

“Just like when I was little and played graffiti, I filled in the gaps between the grids to make them into nice solid-color grids.”

"People have this instinct, the instinct to fill in the gaps." Pulin continued.

"I know you are here to dissuade me, but why should I stop? I really can't find any reason why you can make me stop." Pulin continued.

"Because that covenant cannot fulfill your wish." Tilan answered directly.

"As a promise between 'Loranxia' and humans, she is not the kind enough to listen to your prayers. She is more likely to be annoyed and indifferent. If you rashly use the covenant to initiate communication with the deity, the result will be unpredictable and extremely dangerous." Tilan advised.

After listening to this, Pulin smiled and lifted her hair with her hands.

"You are still as cautious as before, and you always look at everything with pessimism, but this pessimism can sometimes be understood as gentleness."

"In fact, you never had any hope in anyone from the beginning, right, Tilan."

"You don't believe that reforming the existing system will produce results. You believe that the inferiority of human beings will be exposed sooner or later, and eventually lead to their degeneration."

"But, although you are extremely pessimistic rationally, there is a kindness in your character that you can never give up, which prevents you from expressing this cruel pessimism."

"You tolerate me time and time again, not necessarily because you hope that I can really find a way out and break your previous assumptions."

"You have set countless constraints on yourself, always avoiding facing your true self, and pinning your hopes on the distant future."

"Future, wow, what a beautiful word it is. It contains countless hopes and possibilities."

"I'm a very pragmatic person. I realized this only very late." Pulin flicked the sparks on her fingertips, causing them to explode in the air, forming a huge fireball with a diameter of ten meters, burning and spinning quietly in the air.

Hot wind was flowing, the firelight illuminated the faces of the two people, and the airflow caused their hair and skirts to flutter.

"When I was young, I didn't understand why I liked things that were passionate and exciting, so I made it my hobby." Pulin closed her eyes and spread her hands. The fireball in the air grew bigger and bigger, and the bright light almost submerged her figure in the white light. "Later... I found out..."

"In fact, I am just like you. I am afraid of the coming of a certain future."

"We all grew up in Four Leaf Crystal, and we all realize what a slowly aging and withered society will look like if no changes are made. Although living conditions have not declined, people have lost their illusions and motivation for the future, like the walking dead who have not yet entered the grave."

"In order to fight against the slowly approaching coldness, I eagerly let myself burn, get intense, and run. Even though I don't know what the road ahead will be like, I think as long as I keep moving forward, it will definitely be a good thing."

"You are different. You never allow yourself to be a gambler and do things that are uncertain, may make mistakes, and bring harm. You don't want to hurt others, nor do you want to affect others because of yourself. So you always insist on restraining your influence and just act as an observer and recorder in the dark."

"In this respect, you and the Star Children are really similar. Perhaps you would be better partners."

“But does this really work?”

"It's like an ecological niche in nature. If you don't occupy it, someone else will. Can they really do it better than you? Or maybe they are worse and more stupid."

"You don't want to hurt others, so you don't allow yourself to do anything wrong. The end result is that because of your concession, more incompetent people come to power." Pulin opened his eyes and stretched his head into the air. The huge burning fireball shattered and turned into thousands of sparks that fell down. It was extremely beautiful and brilliant.

"So, am I going to do the same wrong thing as you?" Tilan shook her head.

"Yes, I do have a pessimistic view of human nature, and I don't like gambling. When I don't know what to do, I will stop."

"But this is not a sin. I just haven't found a better way to achieve it. I can't succumb to reality and do something that is completely against my will just because I can't do it temporarily."

Regarding the issue of character, Tilan has long seen herself clearly and has no emotional problems. She will not be shaken by Pulin's judgment. Both of them are currently singers in the Sunday stage and no longer have any mental weaknesses.

The second negotiation between the two was still at a stalemate, and neither could convince the other. Such an outcome was also expected by both of them.

"Then I'll be frank. I won't stop unless the covenant is handed over." Prin responded at the end of the conversation.

"But you also know that once the covenant is opened, the consequences will be extremely dangerous and uncontrollable," Tilan asked.

"Whatever the outcome, that's my choice. You are not qualified to judge for me, Tilan."

"However, it is not just you who will bear the consequences. It is also the entire human civilization in the galaxy." The girl answered with her eyes closed. This is why she wanted to dissuade Pulin.

"So what? Are you going to make a questionnaire and ask every resident of the Federation whether they are willing to take back the covenant? If you want such an answer, I can have people start preparing immediately." This kind of thing is easy for the 'Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star' faction that has controlled the Federation for nearly twenty years.

"You can't convince me, Tilan." Pulin smiled mockingly, his eyes looking down at the black-haired girl in front of him.

"I really can't convince you." The girl turned her head away.

"But you can't convince the Sigmar Mechanical Council. They won't hand over the Covenant to you."

The negotiations thus reached a deadlock and remained stagnant for several weeks without any progress. The Fifth Fleet's route of advance also stopped at the Federation's border area - the Hanging Stone Star Region.

Pulin was very arrogant, but he finally stopped when faced with the red line that would start an all-out war between humans and mechanical life.

Everything has a price, which cannot be concealed by verbal victory. At this time, she also understood that if she wanted the Sigma Mechanical Council to peacefully surrender the covenant, she could only let the girl, who had a special relationship with her and was now very popular in the Sigma Mechanical Council, take action.

"It seems that our previous discussions and arguments are far from over." Pulin summoned Tilan again.

"It's impossible to determine the winner in a verbal battle, but facts are often more convincing, so -"

Let's go to the ground this time." The ground that Pulin was talking about was the inhabited planet of this remote star field where the fleet was stationed - 'Wind Erosion'.

(End of this chapter)