Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

'So now I need a grassroots force to support me, and I also need to lead them to promote new ideas.'

'The future national leaders I hope for should not be those financial conglomerates, nor a group of profit-driven individuals. They should be people with firm beliefs and understand the true environment of each stage.'

'Similar people will attract each other, and only with such a core will the country not rapidly decay.'

'Although it feels a bit like cheating, I will make good use of the Songstress's talent to pass on this belief.'

[Sounds thoughtful, but after all, let's see. When you fail one day, I will laugh at you. Or maybe that day will be when I replace you to clean the world, and I won't be as cautious as you.] Temisia's voice gradually faded into the depths of consciousness, seemingly entering a dormant state.

Facing the evening breeze, Tilan continued to stand on the overpass, watching the incessant traffic and lights in front of her, her hair and dress fluttered against the neon backdrop. After a long time, she turned around and walked toward the opposite side of the bridge.

This is what twins are like, the girl pondered silently.

Like an insurance that mutually alerts and restrains each other, she had no doubt that if one day she became too disappointed, entangled, and despondent, unable to suppress her sister in a battle of wills, Temisia would resurrect within her, and the result then would be beyond her control.

But for now, let her try her best.

The girl looked at the steps leading down from the bridge, her toes lightly sprang up, and then her body, as fluffy as cotton, soared over the long steps, landing silently on the ground.

The next day, Tilan met with Prin once again, and they talked for a long time. This time, their conversation was conducted directly through the Songstress's consciousness dialogue, and no one knew what they discussed. Afterward, the various conglomerates of the Central Star Domain began to cluster tightly around Prin. Although not as high-profile as Ores, various phenomena and data suggested that Prin also possessed the strength of a Moon Level Songstress. She began to extricate herself from the situation of being shackled by the conglomerates and instead gained more control amid the increasingly chaotic situation.

Subsequently, Tilan visited Yarnasha, and with the introduction of this veteran Songstress, she began to contact Songstresses from various factions, understanding their thoughts and situations. Finally, through Tilan's mediation, Yarnasha and other senior Songstresses agreed to relax certain restrictions, permitting genetic script treatment for many congenital diseases and sudden intractable conditions.

This policy partly demonstrated the Central Council's concern for the sick and weak, helping to soothe dissatisfaction among some groups, so it was passed without encountering significant obstacles.

Afterward, Shui Yanqing expressed gratitude to Tilan, as this policy allowed many people suffering from genetic diseases to be rescued, without further inquiries from the Federation regarding treatment methods.

"Actually, I'm not doing this purely selflessly," Tilan shook her head; it was her first time admitting her slight self-interest.

"Okay, enough said." Shui Yanqing smiled, extending a finger to press against Tilan's lips.

"Is there something you want me to do? There's no need to feel ashamed, helping each other out is normal between friends. Since you've helped me, of course, I won't refuse."

"I'm just a little surprised because Tilan also has times when she's proactive."

"Probably some sense of impending crisis," the girl thought for a moment and replied.

"I want you, Yanqing, to unite those minority groups, so they won't be easily swept into the ensuing chaotic strife," the girl expressed her request.

"Anything else?" Shui Yanqing tilted her head and blinked.

"That's it."

"Ah, that's all," Shui Yanqing found it a bit incredible, circling around Tilan.

"Tilan is like a child going shopping for the first time, being a bit overly generous."

"But since you don't have many ideas now, I won't press further. If you need anything in the future, you can tell me. I'll bring people to support you."

After temporarily dealing with the Central Star Domain affairs, Tilan calculated when the Western Star Domain and the Federal Center might clash again, and with some time left, she returned to the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain.

This time, she might have to reveal some of her cards to completely take control of the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain.

She had always been low-key because she hadn't decided which path to take next. Now that she's made up her mind, time doesn't wait for anyone, and she can only use strength to overcome finesse.

Just hope the Governor doesn't make things too difficult for her; otherwise, fostering a new Governor would be too exhausting.

Leaning against the glass window of the superluminal aircraft, the girl with long black-blue hair slowly closed her eyes, taking a short nap as she awaited the moment the aircraft reached its destination.