Cornflower Witch

Chapter 237 Parting Gift
"I've already written down the plan for the next few months. Take a look," Hiltiya said, handing the plan to the key personnel in the town before leaving.

The town's affairs are now roughly divided into the following sectors: 'security and defense', 'horticulture production', 'trade and supply', and 'alchemy and forging'.

Rachel, as a White Knight prospective member, is currently in charge of 'security and defense'; Elton, a prospective member of the 'Four Seasons Alliance,' is in charge of the town's greenhouse production; Gran, the town's scholar representative, is responsible for arranging the supply and control of resources; and Dorothy, the only and strongest third-tier alchemist in the town, naturally oversees all kinds of alchemy and forging.

Because of her previous experience with Siltia when she was stationed at 'Iron Cliff', Siltia was quite at ease knowing that even if the girl temporarily left the town, the others could handle the town's affairs properly.

“I’ll probably be gone for 3 to 5 months,” Hiltiya estimated the time it would take to travel to and from the Radiant Plains and return to the Kingdom of Regas.

"It's been so long." Dorothy was a little unhappy because the person she was most familiar with in the town was Sylvia. If this girl left, her life would become much more boring, and there would be no one to tease or play with.

"Because I've reached the third tier, I want to go back and take a look." I don't know if Lady Fran is still in Jiaoshi City. When she left, I heard from my teacher that she might leave again.

"Oh, is that it?" Hearing that Hilti wanted to go home, Dorothy nodded understandingly and stopped complaining, because when she reached the third tier, she also returned to the surface continent to rest and play for half a year before coming back.

"Where is Tia's family?" Dorothy suddenly became curious about Silti's family background. Which country and family did this girl come from?

“This…” Hilti thought for a moment. If we’re talking about her childhood in this life, it must have been in the Sun Dynasty on the First Continent, but those memories are already somewhat distant and blurry.

“I wasn’t born on this continent.” She shook her head and continued.

“However, four years ago, I woke up in a forest within the territory of the Kingdom of Legas. At that time, I had lost a lot of my memories, and that place was like a second home to me,” the girl replied.

"I see." Dorothy still couldn't remember which place Regas was. There were too many countries in the southern part of the continent, and Regas wasn't one of the more prominent ones.

"Tiya, here, take this and wear it."

Before leaving, Dorothy took out a small gold brooch with tiny gold stars printed on it. Upon closer inspection, there were many patterns on the back.

【Star String Brooch】(Tier 3, Excellent); A brooch crafted primarily from 'Tuoli Gold' with a trace amount of 'Star Silver'. It serves as a warning, reminder, and countermeasure against lower-tier abilities. (Vigilance +2, Spell Counter +1)

“It might not be safe for you to go back alone. This brooch has an early warning effect. If any other creature gets close, it will wake you up immediately, even if you are asleep.”

Dorothy handed the brooch to Hilti and gave her some instructions, just like a parent worried that their innocent daughter would be deceived and bullied by bad people outside.

After listening to Dorothy's explanation, Hilti nodded and softly replied, "I understand."

Although her appearance is still the same as when she was 17, Hilti is not the kind of person who is completely ignorant of the world. She understands Dorothy's good intentions and worries, and does not rush to refute or prove herself.

"Dorothy, you have to take good care of yourself in town, okay? Don't let yourself slack off every day while I'm gone," Siltiia teased in a low voice.

"Ha~ I know." Seeing that Hilti had taken it to heart, Dorothy was no longer worried, so she waved her hand and sat back down in her chair.

She's the kind of person who's very serious when she's working, but becomes incredibly lazy when she's not. Besides Dorothy, the other trainees also said goodbye to Sylvia. Some wished her a good rest and relaxation these next few months, while others gave her small gifts to take home.

“This is a ‘bird clock,’ the kind that can chime the time itself.” Gran handed a delicately crafted white bird-shaped alarm clock to Sylvia.

Elton, a gardener, also gave Hilti a small gift: a walking stick that, when planted, would quickly grow into a large tree.

"Although it's not very useful, it should be quite nice to plant it near the house to provide shade and avoid the summer heat." Elton rubbed his hair.

He actually wanted to give her some useful gifts, but unfortunately, while he knew how to do them, Hilti not only knew them all, but was also far better than him. At work, Elton often felt admiration for this silver-haired genius girl, but he was too aware of the gap between them to express his feelings.

"Haha, is Tia planning to go home and rest for a while?" Rachel walked in at this moment, wearing silver iron armor, which made a slight clanging sound as she walked.

"Tiya, you must accept this. It's a token of our entire patrol team's appreciation." She said, placing the package she was holding on the table and opening it.

The fabric was lifted to reveal a black mane cloak, its fur slightly stiff and dense, exuding a low-key yet luxurious black hue. Inside the cloak was a pure white, cashmere-like lining, which felt exceptionally warm and comfortable against the skin.

[Black Lion Cloak] (Tier 3, Excellent): Crafted from the hide of a wild black lion, combined with premium cashmere, this cloak is exceptionally durable and can withstand attacks. Its defensive capabilities are equivalent to those of a Tier 3 wild black lion, and it also bestows an invisible aura of power upon the wearer. (Defense +3, Comfort +2, Majesty +3)

“I don’t think Tia needs any nice clothes. Besides, Tia is already very beautiful, but with this cloak, she’ll definitely be more impressive and attract a lot of envy wherever she goes.” Rachel lifted the cloak, shook it, and then draped it over Silti’s shoulders.

The silver-haired girl, dressed in a pure white dress, originally possessed a serene and beautiful demeanor. After donning the black lion cloak, the pure black cloak contrasted sharply with her delicate white dress, creating a striking effect that combined majesty and gentleness. She exuded a mysterious and noble aura, as if a princess from a great nation had temporarily descended to earth.

"Sure enough, it works great." Rachel gave a thumbs up, and the others nodded in agreement.

“Looking at it this way, Tia doesn’t seem like the kind of person who’s easy to bully, and she can probably intimidate some fools.” Gran rested his chin on his hand and nodded from time to time. He was the youngest of the group, not even 19 years old yet.

"Do I look that weak?" Hilti asked with a hint of helplessness. She really didn't like arguing or fighting with people, and she always spoke softly, giving people that weak and frail feeling.

However, she is not the kind of person who lacks opinions or decisiveness; she just doesn't usually have the opportunity to show it.

Perhaps she is too clever, always able to foresee things going wrong and avoid escalating conflicts each time. This makes Hilti's management of the town seem unremarkable, as if she does nothing, but things just get done naturally.

A skilled warrior has no illustrious reputation; he excels so much that he lacks distinctive characteristics, making it difficult for ordinary people to see the truth.

Only those trainees who actually stayed by Hilti's side and assisted her in her work could understand how much this girl had considered in advance and how many hidden problems she had solved beforehand.

Therefore, they were not surprised that 'Lantern Town' was developing better than the other two supply outposts. On the contrary, Hilti herself, as the person in charge, couldn't understand why the other two outposts were developing so poorly.

(End of this chapter)