Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Outside, the noise and calls continue, yet inside the dressing room, Ores is exceptionally quiet. Such a demeanor is rarely seen, but this time it's particularly different.

Seated quietly before the mirror, allowing the elf maids beside her to adorn her, finally placing the small, exquisite silver crown on her head, Ores once again looked at the reflection of this elegantly dressed figure in the mirror. Her fingers slightly raised, she wanted to touch the mirror's surface, but stopped halfway.

The silver-haired elf in the mirror, having undergone meticulous grooming, has shed the liveliness and charm of her youthful days. Now she exudes more of an air of grace and splendor, a reassuring strength.

During her youth, a songstress need not bear many responsibilities and enjoyed the various powers and benefits granted by her status, becoming the object of envy and affection for countless people. However, as she aged, people's expectations began to slowly include demands.

No one can remain a child forever, nor will anyone eternally care for a child who refuses to grow. Responsibility and duty will eventually, and inevitably, come.

At this point, speaking of fear and reluctance would only invite ridicule and derision.

Though occasionally naive and innocent, Ores was not an unperceptive child; she understood these things early on, yet now there is still some hesitation in her heart.

Ultimately, she must take this step.

She lightly pressed her fingers to her chest, calming her mood, then stood up.

"Let's go meet everyone who has been waiting for so long."

"Yes, Your Highness." Thus, a group of elf maids helped her with her dress, and she slowly walked towards the platform filled with brightness and noise.

The sound of cheers and shouts echoed in the square, Ores smiled and waved, in front of her, the gaze of millions converged, numerous dazzling cameras glittering like the Milky Way's stars, extending endlessly.

This is now the Federation's hope, currently the most influential, most acclaimed, most followed, and most promising candidate to ascend to Sunlit Level songstress. Simply this appearance required thousands of military police to maintain order, and was broadcasted live by media from various star domains, with the photos appearing on many forums and news headlines.

At the end of April, after holding a grand farewell in Emerald Moon Star Domain, Ores boarded a starship heading to the frontline, the Anlin Star Domain, where a specialized Titan Flagship had been prepared for her. Compared to the semi-decrepit Titan Flagship unearthed from the ruins of the Western Star Region, the Sixth Fleet now embraced the Federation's most advanced and powerful 'Hydra' class Titan Flagship.

This Titan Class flagship is equipped with nine massive main cannons, able to traverse the star river, and its 'Throne' system can enhance the songstress's mental shock capacity, allowing her to better exert her power.

Compared to the ancient Titan Flagship ridden by Blanchi, the difference is like that between old era sailing warships and new era ironclad warships.

The Western Star Region's United Fleet and the Sixth Main Fleet gradually approached, with news from the front line being reported by various media every day, and countless people anxiously following the ongoing battle.

Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain, Jade Skirt North Two District.

Years ago, this was barren land, full of desert and ruins, but hundreds of years ago, it was Jade Skirt's most prosperous and beautiful location, where the golden World Tree grew, and planetary capital resided.

Years have passed, and the land once abandoned with ruins and withered trees now blooms with life, with lush seas of grass covering the plains, and various trees replanted once more.

If there was a place where people most devoutly believed in songstress Hexia, it would be the northern residents of Jade Skirt. This was the stronghold of her songstress realm, with rebuilding projects like 'Withered Tree Garden', 'Wind Kite Courtyard', and 'Industrial City Lebyon', all deeply intertwined with this young girl. Residents who intended to abandon Jielou City's old site have now gathered in memory and reconstruction.

Walking beneath dense orchard woods, the gentle sunshine shone.

In the clearing within the woods, surrounded by ancient piled stones, fountains continuously spewed clear water, and occasionally, some flying birds settled down, frolicking and bathing in the water, then swiftly flew up again, shaking off water droplets.

A group of variously temperamental women strolled under the guidance of a tree artist, then arrived at this clearing.

"Sorry, I'm late." Tilan slowly emerged, dressed in a snowy-sleeved blue skirt, her long hair groomed like satin, contrasting with the peach blossoms on the branches, appearing particularly beautiful.

Peach blossoms flourish, radiant in splendor.

An ancient poem still holds its stirring charm.

Adorned in a long dress as pure as fine snow, bathed in the mottled sunlight of the woods, the soft lace of light blue sleeves highlighted her slender figure, with long black hair and hairpins beneath bright and clear eyes, free from any worldly haze, akin to an ethereal fairy.

"Tilan, wearing this outfit, looks almost like a different person temperamentally." Masha lightly raised her sleeve to cover her smile, other songstresses also curiously glanced at Tilan.

Today, songstresses from various places in the Southern Star Region visited. Because of Tilan's persuasion, they finally began to unify, and today they gathered in Jade Skirt to discuss future matters.

Simple light green linen was spread on the ground, several songstresses seated on the grass, Inor glanced at Tilan, occasionally at the white kite perched on the branch, while Greer toyed with a small porcelain cup in her hands, stroking its glaze and patterns, as Yahemos lightly supported her face with one hand, wondering what the young girl in the middle would say today.