Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

"Although the Central Council is still strong in terms of hard power and wields significant authority, years of unequal distribution of benefits have long sown the seeds of many fractures and conflicts, which are now gradually becoming exposed and widening."

"People will heed a tyrant who keeps bringing victories, but won't obey a bunch of incompetent schemers who connive against each other, yet that is just the impression the Central Council currently gives to the public."

"Look, even after you delivered such a dissenting speech, you haven't been dragged into the Court of Judgment, indicating that no one cares about its authority anymore."

"Losing control over people's hearts and relying solely on military force is an enormous drain, and difficult to sustain." Masha shook her head.

"At that time, will the many Star Domains in the Southern region also form new nations like those in the Western Star Region?" Tilan asked Masha.

"Perhaps, but I think it's more likely to form a loose Alliance, mutually exempting tariffs, and jointly maintaining a defense fleet."

"I don't have such grand ambitions, nor do the other Songstresses in the South have such influence." Right now, she is the most influential Songstress among the various Southern Star Regions, but it still cannot be called control, because each Star Domain has its own Songstress core, unlike the specialties in the Western Star Region.

"So, Masha's choice is to sit and wait for everything to happen calmly, right?" Tilan asked again.

"Yes." The other party confirmed, her eyes piercing through the veil to stare at Tilan without a hint of wavering.

As a leading figure among Moon Level Songstresses, Masha's talent and strength are top-notch. If not for the Federation's deliberate restrictions over the years, she would likely have progressed to Sunshine-class as well.

After hearing that, Tilan remained silent for a brief moment.

It seems it's hard to persuade the other party, because Masha has very little emotional attachment to the Federation as a whole; she only cares about her hometown Star Domain and the familiar people around it, which is also a true portrayal of many Federation residents.

In the century lacking a Sunshine-class Songstress, not only has the Central Council lost its core unifying will, but each Star Domain of the entire Federation has gradually lost the past belief and spirit of unity, and people have increasingly tended to be conservative, no longer paying attention to distant places light years away.

Sigh...

This was Tilan's second sigh, lamenting the passage of time, a scene of unity she saw in the memories of the previous two Color-level Songstresses, would likely become increasingly rare in the future; at this moment, she even had a sense of exhaustion and was tempted to give up.

But, it was only a moment, she again rallied herself.

She cannot allow things to happen this way; if she chooses to back down this time, allowing the Federation's Star Regions to gradually separate and become independent, it may seem to avoid fierce war and achieve beauty for each, yet in the long term, human civilization will once again sink into the state of fragmented disputes in the mid-Fourth Era.

This generation might still remember the Federation, but as mutual isolation occurs, as time slowly passes, humans from various countries will inevitably grow far apart, diverging and becoming different species who fight against each other.

By then, once conflicts erupt, the order of the Milky Way collapses, replaying the old story of the Fifth Epoch, with the Black Suns reappearing, is a matter of time.

Who can resist the temptation of such power, especially those countries and forces slowly heading toward extremity?

After clearly defining her mission, Tilan opened her eyes again, as if there was flowing azure brilliance inside them, like gemstones refracting light."

"I hope Masha can agree with my idea and decision." While saying this, Tilan held Masha's shoulder with one hand.

At that moment, Masha seemed to separate from the real world, standing in the Endless Sea where storms suddenly erupted, with fierce air currents bringing icy frost continuing to scrape across her cheeks and body, making her increasingly cold and bone-chilling.

Is this...an Illusion? Masha also counterattacked, she broke free from Tilan's grip with one hand, and her veil was lifted at this moment, revealing those eyes like blazing evening glow.

Even without the strength of a Sunshine-class Songstress, she is also top among Moon Level Songstresses, with thousands of fiery Flying Birds rising from the forest, like an influx of meteors, traversing the evening sky, accompanied by countless flapping wings' sounds and orange-red plumage."

Those Flying Birds spiraled in the sky, shrieking, chaos yet with a grand momentum, afterward Masha merged with the brilliant glow behind her, and beneath Tilan's feet transformed into a flowing Sea of Red Flames.

It's also an Illusion constructed by the Heart Image World, vast and overwhelming, impacting the black-haired, blue-eyed girl on the opposite side.

"It seems you're prepared to forcefully convince me." Masha's eyes were blazing as true flames, and behind her gradually emerged rotating fiery flying feathers, these burning feathers forming a ring, resembling a Crown's form, emitting twisted vision's torrid heat.

"But you truly don't know how to pick time, evening is when I am in my best state." Her title 'Falling Cloud Gauze' denotes fiery sunset clouds during dusk."

The two stood opposite each other, Masha held the home advantage, the entire hall seemed shrouded in light red golden gauze, these gauzes woven with glow threads, shimmering."

Tilan just slightly shook her head in response, without saying anything."

Indeed, words are so frail, if everything could be solved with words, this world would indeed be very beautiful.

But the day will come when words run out, and the day will come when conflicts can no longer be resolved by words; she cannot stand by and watch everything slide into the abyss, which doomed their conflict can't be solved by conversation.

"Masha, you are not wrong, it is I who am wrong." The girl's voice was calm beyond measure."

"It was my arrogance, always thinking everything has a turnaround, that led to things developing to this state. If I could have overcome my inner weakness earlier and stood up, it wouldn't have come to this."

Truly wise people resolve issues when they are budding, at this time she truly comprehends the eternal Cradle's Wings' wisdom, seemingly gentle and leave no trace, resolving countless problems unnoticed."

What a pity she was born too late, missed that great era, couldn't fill the Federation's void of the past century; now the Federation is already severely diseased, corrupt, divided, chaotic, unfair, ingrained in the bone, no wonder Masha and others have no feeling for the Federation as a whole.

"But even so, I still want to lift this gradually sinking country from the abyss, because it once carried the expectations and hopes of countless people, it broke through the darkness of the Fifth Epoch, bringing light to this world."

While saying this, a full moon radiant with silver shines slowly rose in this fiery world, under the full moonlight covering the sky, the entire Tree Sea and hall appeared insignificant, the cool moonlight extinguishing all flames, everything enveloped in the tranquil light silver halo."

The girl beneath the moon, extraordinarily small, seemed she would be blown away like a wind, her originally jet-black hair also gleaming silver like snow, as if standing as a cold rock for thousands of years."

"I will not compromise on this, even if blood is stained because of it."