Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 1545 - 43: The Philosophy of the Primordial Heart
CHAPTER 1545: CHAPTER 43: THE PHILOSOPHY OF THE PRIMORDIAL HEART
As an important core member of the Cult, Seraphiel is ’Justice’ among the ’Seven Virtues’. This secret is known to very few within the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain. During this visit, she also disguised herself to appear different from her past self.
After sitting down, the two did not immediately start conversing but instead remained silent for a moment, seemingly reminiscing about the changes and experiences of these years.
After a while, Seraphiel opened her bright blue eyes and turned to look at the young girl beside her.
Tilan wore a dress of alternating blue and black, her slender legs covered by black stockings, slightly closed, her small leather shoes exuding a hint of girlish charm. If you were to take a picture of her now and compare it with one from her high school days, there would be hardly any difference.
"Tilan really hasn’t changed at all," Seraphiel recalled certain rumors.
"Mm." Tilan had resigned herself to her youthful appearance, accepting it somewhat helplessly.
It seems she couldn’t develop the mature and steady temperament of her mother. Now, when attending certain formal occasions, she would try to adjust her clothing to a more solemn style. After all, while youthful appearance may be cute, it’s difficult to provide a sense of security and stability as a leader.
"Have you ever secretly come back over the years, Seraphiel?" Even though Tilan knew that Seraphiel was a core member of the Cult, she never asked anyone to investigate over these years.
"No." Seraphiel shook her head, her gaze directed forward.
"Ever since going to the Western Star Region with Blanchi, I haven’t returned." This time, accompanying the envoy visit, she also wanted to see her hometown.
"Then stay a few more days this time. Rest assured, the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain is quite safe." If it were the star domain controlled by the Federal Central Council, it would be relatively dangerous, because of the incident with Blanchi back then, the Federal Center has always been somewhat angry with this branch of the Cult.
"Thank you, Tilan." Seraphiel replied gratefully.
Then the two reminisced about past events from many years ago and gradually talked about Blanchi.
"Did Blanchi know the cost of advancing at that time?" Like many songstresses, Tilan was curious about the truth behind Blanchi’s extraordinary promotion to Sunshine-level Songstress.
"At the beginning of that ceremony, we didn’t anticipate such a significant impact." Seraphiel brushed her hair back, recalling.
"At that time, the Cult thought it was a great opportunity for us to leverage the official power of the Western Star Region to emerge from seclusion and gain influence."
"For the success of the plan, and to also showcase our value and strength, the ceremony was indeed carefully prepared and confirmed by our high-ranking priests to be significantly effective."
"’The True Crimson Wing’ His Highness responded to us, this is the revelation of a Miracle,’ the priests recounted.
"We aimed to push Blanchi into a Moon-level Songstress status and then cooperate with various factions of the Western Star Region, using this to seek negotiation space with the Central Council."
"At that time, there wasn’t a Sunshine-level Songstress in the Federation; Moon-level Songstresses were already at the top."
"You presumably know what happened afterward."
Many times, each side takes one step at a time, and no one can predict future changes. It was unlikely that the high-levels in the Western Star Region at the time foresaw the ensuing two major wars. Although, in retrospect, the result turned out well, it was a significant risk for the Western Star Region at the time.
"I see." Tilan understood the reason behind Blanchi’s sudden rise in songstress ability.
She just didn’t expect Blanchi to decisively reach such a level, which made her admire her.
When studying in the Central Star Domain, Blanchi was always the last among the four. She did not have high aptitude in her practices, and her songstress talent awakened relatively late. Despite being a songstress in the spotlight, she was often overshadowed by the brilliance of her songstress friends and was thus not as prominent and often overlooked.
If she were to swap identities with Blanchi and was born in the Western Star Region, could she achieve the same level? Tilan couldn’t help but wonder.
The answer is hard to know, as each person’s experiences are different. However, she knows that regardless of past talent and achievements, Blanchi has already become a permanently cherished and respected songstress in the hearts of people in the Western Star Region, and her name and deeds will inspire generations to come.
Situations change, fortunes shift, rise and fall cycle, and many people and things fade away with time; only a few names will be remembered in history.
"She is better than I am at making firm decisions, you know." Tilan twirled her hair thoughtfully, letting out a slight sigh.
Over the past years, she always thought a lot, lacking decisiveness, and only in these recent years has she gradually improved in mindset and character.
The topic about Blanchi gradually ended, and the two once again discussed the current state of the Federation.
"I’ve always wanted to know, what is your Cult’s ultimate aim?" Tilan inquired.
As far as she knows, the Cult Seraphiel belongs to isn’t one excessively driven by worldly desires, otherwise, it wouldn’t have gathered so many devout and idealistic members.
"Our aim?" Seraphiel stood up and slowly walked around the sofa, seemingly organizing her thoughts and ideas.
"Tilan, what do you think of the current Federation, or rather human civilization?" she did not immediately answer.
"If you were merely an ordinary person, you might simply live peacefully within the society of the Federation. But for people like us, who can gradually touch the upper tier of civilization and even change its direction, what would you think at such a time?" she continued to ask.