Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

In the night sky, a small invisible Autonomous Unit quietly floated, with the camera below aimed at the distant valley ablaze with firelight, capturing the flashes of explosions continuously appearing in the frame and the accompanying sounds.

Inside the mountain stronghold in the distance, many people watched this scene projected on the screen.

"Lady Shui Yanqing has been defeated." A member stated the conclusion.

"It was too passive; first losing, followed by a lack of manpower, and then confined within the stronghold, making it difficult to employ various large-scale Secret Techniques."

"Should we intervene? If the Red Flame Cluster grows stronger, it could become our rival, as they currently control the most strongholds among the Songstress Star Clusters."

"To prevent this, a small portion of combat power is completely insufficient to change the situation. We must deploy a large number of personnel and Autonomous Units, which would mean advancing the showdown, completely disrupting the previous plans."

"Furthermore, if we stop Prin, that would mean forming an alliance with Lady Shui Yanqing, which might provoke others to form alliances as well, not conducive to future confrontations."

"If Prin defeats Shui Yanqing, she would become the first in terms of factual data. This way, it would be much easier for us to ally with other songstresses and also make them cautious when clashing with us, as no one wants a mutually destructive outcome that benefits others, especially the powerful Red Flame Cluster."

"Therefore, according to our analysis and calculations, allowing Prin to defeat Shui Yanqing is more beneficial to the implementation of our plan, giving us a longer preparation period."

"I know, saying this might make some people feel a bit cold-hearted, contrary to Tilan's intentions."

"But before thinking that way, please consider whether we have the strength to lend a hand. If our manpower and combat power can surpass other star clusters, I wouldn't mind being the good guy."

"First ensure self-preservation, then consider other matters." The analytical strategist lowered their head and adjusted their glasses.

"We don't mean that, but what you said is not wrong; there is some faint thought of it."

"In that case, just report the analysis as it is. Lady Tilan is currently in the Central Region and will receive it shortly."

"Yes."

...

In the Central Region, where plains dominate, rivers and swamps crisscross, a small river winds its way deeper into the dense and verdant forest. The trees and shrubs on both sides obscure the view, with some lush flowers and leaves even covering most of the river's surface, leaving only a small part visible.

A small boat quietly drifted along the river; at the bow, two people wielded Sword Scabbards to push aside the flowers and branches protruding from the sides. Standing gracefully on the boat was a black-haired girl, wearing a modernized oriental dress as the base white, with a noticeable belt at the waist, adorned on one side with pendants, and the upper part with a shawl covering the shoulders and half the chest, slightly luxurious.

The girl had clear, gentle blue eyes, with a shimmering silver feather mark on her brow, reflecting as her pupils move, appearing very lively.

Raising a finger, a silver-throated long-tailed mountain sparrow landed, bouncing on the cuff over her hand's back, and chirped.

"Hmm, I understand." After finishing, the girl stroked the snow-white sparrow, then let it fly away.

It was unexpected that Prin could defeat Shui Yanqing so quickly; her temperament is increasingly fiery, the girl thought to herself.

Originally, she thought the decisive battle would occur in a couple of days when she expected to return and make a decision based on the situation. But now, it seems there's no need for a choice.

Tilan didn't harbor a strong desire for victory in this confrontation; to her, even in defeat, nothing would be lost.

However, she wasn't one to give up for no reason; constantly yielding isn't in line with her character nor fair to those who support her.

She aimed to do her utmost to remain true to herself—that was her belief.

The small boat gently proceeded along the river amidst the jungle, occasionally spotting deer by the shore, wild leopards, and crocodiles in the water; however, these animals seemed oblivious to the boat drifting by, treating it as if passing driftwood, without much surprise.

This situation was, of course, due to the Songstress girl standing on the boat, who emitted soothing ripples that made passing animals overlook her and the boat's existence, allowing peaceful navigation through this perilous river.

After about 40 minutes, the little river gradually flowed into a wide, green lake, with a small hill on the shore, where high platforms and towers were scattered, and occasionally a dim red indicator light blinked on and off.

Reaching the shore, docking against the wooden stakes, securing the boat, several members disembarked first, leaving the girl in the snow-white dress lightly stepping from the water-side stakes onto the shore, landing gently like playing hopscotch.

Guarded by six escorts, the girl proceeded in the direction of the small hill, soon meeting a welcoming party.

Standing in the orange-yellow light was Audrey with silver hair, dressed in a slightly lavish princess dress, behind her a group of star cluster members stood holding swords.

"Welcome, Tilan." She pinched the skirt with both hands, bowed her head, and then smiled as she raised her head.

Subsequently, the two clasped hands and entered the stronghold, first having dinner together, and then heading to a terrace halfway up the mountain to admire the moonlight.

"I didn't expect Tilan to actually come." Audrey sat by the small round table; at this moment, it was just her and Tilan on the terrace.