Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1135 - 156: The Beginning of the Legendary

"Has it already come to this point?" Tilan learned about the current situation after coming out from the underground research facility of the Grey Dust Crystal.

"Yes, Lady Tilan, the Governor recently sent an invitation, hoping that you would come to discuss some matters." Two government officials, dressed in white uniforms, stood waiting nearby.

"I understand. Today... I can probably arrive around 7 PM." Tilan checked the time; it was currently 10 AM.

"Thank you, we will be waiting here to guide you when you arrive." The two exchanged glances and then withdrew.

Sitting in her exclusive office, Tilan pondered thoughtfully for a moment, then called in the staff from the Grey Dust Crystal and members of her Star Cluster orderly, who each reported the intelligence they had gathered.

"Blanchi survived the explosion on the Starship; it’s truly fortunate. Previously, the Central Council’s announced policies were based on the assumption that Blanchi was dead. If Blanchi isn’t dead, then the assistance from the Federation might not achieve the intended placating and rapprochement effect, but rather be seen as brought by Blanchi, which would truly sanctify her, greatly boosting her prestige. With such a Songstress alive, the entire Western Star Domain will unify, making it much harder for the Federation to intervene again."

"I wonder if the Federal Official can tolerate Blanchi’s continued existence." Tilan felt some concern. If Ores had not advanced at this time, the Federation might compromise due to the situation. But precisely because of Ores’ advancement, the Federal Official may feel there is no need to continue tolerating it.

Regardless of the outcome, this incident has already shaken the Federation’s stability, with unknown hidden forces eager to move, so preparations must be made early on her end as well.

In the evening, on the large space station of the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Domain Government, Tilan met with Governor Temachi.

Due to the economic recovery of the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain in recent years and the improvement in various aspects of the situation, this Governor received overwhelming voter support and was easily re-elected, and he was very grateful to the seemingly young girl in front of him.

"It’s been a long time, Tilan." His address was relatively intimate and easy-going.

"Long time no see, Governor." Nevertheless, Tilan maintained her appropriate politeness.

This meeting was not formal, taking place in a high-end restaurant within the space station, often used to host guests of an official nature, with a very comfortable and elegant environment and security personnel from the Starfield Government permanently stationed inside the restaurant.

Sitting by a thick, transparent window, one could overlook the grand planet below, offering an exceptional view.

The two briefly caught up, talking about Tilan’s high school days, before the Governor shifted the conversation to the recent events.

"What thoughts do you have on this matter, Tilan?" In the past, he would undoubtedly have guided this young Songstress in an elder’s manner, but as Tilan’s influence in the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain skyrocketed, even as Governor, he thought it best to consult with her to avoid unnecessary disputes and conflicts.

"My thoughts..." Tilan slightly tilted her head, curious as to why the Governor specifically came to seek her opinion.

Initially, she hadn’t considered that she could sway the situation, but since the Governor asked, she had to contemplate how the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain, and the forces she was familiar and close with, should align in the future.

"Keep a low profile, develop steadily." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Although it appears chaotic at the moment, no one knows what the real outcome will be. Furthermore, the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain’s strength is not dominant. Rather than recklessly drawing attention, it’s better to accumulate and develop more, and prepare for future wars." Tilan offered prudent advice.

"I understand keeping a low profile, but Tilan, you mentioned war..." Governor Temachi frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled by why the Songstress held such a radical perspective.

"Even if there’s turmoil in the Western Star Domain, it’s only a minority group causing trouble. The vast majority of people can still survive, and the Central Council’s military power is utterly overwhelming." This was not only his thinking but also the perception of many local Star Domain forces. This unrest in the Western Star Domain seemed significant, but many still didn’t think it would change anything.

It’s no longer the ancient times; demonstrations and protests are common sights, and as long as the authorities take decisive action and suppress militarily, no one dares to resist to the death.

"Yes, war." Tilan shook her head.

"Governor, you rarely experience life among the people, right?"

"Every era has its own suffering. In the past, it was hunger; today, it’s the hopeless despair of seeing no future. This despair doesn’t mean direct torment, but rather that you harbor beautiful wishes, hoping to achieve the most basic, decent life, yet life continually beats you down, slowly revealing that your entire existence has long been trapped in a cage, powerless no matter how you struggle."

"Before, when you were beaten down and tormented, though hurt, at least those around you and society acknowledged your pain and misfortune. But now, even if you exert every effort and endure injustice, grievances, and disappointment, everything you suffer still isn’t acknowledged by others. They’ll say it’s your lack of effort, your stupidity, your failure to seize opportunities, etc., and bring up examples from news or movies of little people succeeding with ’effort’ to urge you to keep striving."

"Even the right to cry out in pain has been stripped away. The moral high ground of public opinion has been seized, leaving much distress and resentment unspoken, only to be repeatedly suppressed in the heart."