Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Amidst the engulfing smoke and vapor, Hesia's familiar face emerged, her eyes beneath the hood particularly bright, like transparent blue glass, seeing through the surprise and complex emotions of the two.

"It's me." She slightly lifted her head, her gaze passing over Seraphiel's cheek, looking towards the burning three pairs of wings behind her.

The term "angelic descent" was equally applicable to Seraphiel, and particularly fitting.

Unseen for years, this classmate had become a high-ranking member of the Cult's branch, indicating that the religious circles within the Federation were particularly well connected.

As she slightly withdrew her fingers, the smoke and vapor permeating the church instantly turned into delicate powder ice particles, falling from the air like rain, making a rustling sound, and the air became exceptionally clear.

Seeing that this young girl showed no further tendency towards violence, the two of the Seven Virtues eased slightly, and 'Hope' La Gui'er led the way, guiding the young girl to another vacant white courtyard to converse, amidst the surprised and unexpected gazes of the priests and guards.

After a few brief exchanges, Seraphiel introduced Hesia's identity to the other Seven Virtues present.

"This is a songstress, like me, hailing from the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain. We once competed at the Winter Festival in high school and later became acquainted and friends." For Hesia's identity as a songstress, the people present were not completely unaware; after all, there were only so many Federation songstresses, and a quick look at the records would reveal her name.

However, no one expected that this not-so-famous songstress would appear here at this time, so bold and powerful.

"I want to meet with Blanchi." After a brief introduction, Tilan stated her purpose.

"This..." The present members of the Seven Virtues clearly hesitated.

At such a critical moment, Blanchi's status directly influenced the future of trillions of people in the Western Star Region, and the Cult had placed a heavy bet on Blanchi. Letting this person see Blanchi brings enormous risks, and no one could ensure nothing would go wrong.

Seeing their indecision and even some of them showing hostility, Tilan knew that a simple recount was not enough to gain approval.

She raised her finger, and invisible ripples spread out, her special perception rapidly expanding throughout the flagship. Now that she had been discovered, there was no need to cover up, and soon she sensed the songstress Blanchi deep within the flagship's central protection area and initiated a brief mind communication with her.

Shortly after, 'Hope' of the Seven Virtues looked at Tilan with a complex expression and said, "Blanchi said you can be trusted and asked us to take you to see her."

Since Blanchi already knew and agreed, the people present could not firmly oppose, and slowly made way, with La Gui'er and Seraphiel guiding Tilan to the flagship's central 'Sun Palace.'

Half an hour later, after passing through layers of lockdown and checkpoints, Tilan finally met Blanchi, who had changed completely compared to the past.

She stood quietly below the vast black curtain wall adorned with golden roses and the closed True Crimson Wing, the entire painting was sacred and beautiful, causing people to stop and sigh.

At this moment, Blanchi was dressed in a classical long dress with a white base, with few embellishments. The faint halo and circle behind her head separated her image entirely from the mortal world, with hints of angelic and divine presence, and the exposed part of her wrist revealed non-human golden floral patterns, reminding others that she was gradually transcending the mundane.

When Tilan stepped into the hall, Blanchi, who had been standing with her head down, raised her head. Her golden eyes swept across like a golden mental tide that washed over the entire space. The guard opening the door beside them felt unsteady, and his mind dizzy, only La Gui'er and Seraphiel, who frequently saw Blanchi, had long adapted, showing no unusual response.

The two of them were slightly curious, glancing at Hesia, seeing this young girl, though surprised, showing no signs of discomfort, prompting them to wonder if songstresses had some extra resistance to this kind of mental impact.

"You came." The simple three words from Blanchi seemed to perceive Tilan's purpose, merely stating the fact.

"Yes." The young girl softly responded, then stepped forward step by step, leaving the two Seven Virtues behind her.

In the empty hall, Tilan walked towards the songstress standing solitary under the wall, their figures gradually approaching in the eyes of others.

Finally, Tilan stopped at a distance of three meters from Blanchi, not taking another step closer.

Although the two were once good friends, the current situation had changed, making it impossible for them to approach each other as casually as before.

"I'm not here to persuade you to let go." Tilan contemplated, knowing it was unrealistic to urge her to stop now.

"Just wanted to see you." She was actually somewhat worried about Blanchi's status. Given the songstress's way of ascension, it couldn't possibly be this rapid. If based on rumors, Blanchi probably used some shortcut, but such methods often came with significant side effects, or they would have been popularized long ago.

Their conversation was silent, appearing as if they were communicating purely through gaze to the Seven Virtues observing from afar, everything happening quietly unseen.

"I..." Blanchi's golden eyes moved slightly but did not continue her sentence.