Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

A member praised, and then others echoed, the entire hall was harmonious, with the members of the Star Cluster Group standing tall, seemingly with pride.

On the ground, several members of the Star Cluster were hurriedly running through the forest with Blanchi, passing through various grasses, shrubs, and woods, covered with scratches and dirt.

Half an hour later, the group finally stopped at the safe haven, re-counting their numbers, only 27 people remaining.

The atmosphere was very depressing and oppressing, making Blanchi bow her head, fidgety; although no one blamed her, she thought to herself, if only she were stronger, they wouldn't have been defeated so badly.

Even though she knew she was still young and couldn't compare her time as a Songstress with others, she couldn't keep a calm mind when faced with brutal elimination.

How strange, where did the usual me go, what's there to cry about, Blanchi said to herself while wiping tears, but couldn't help the drops falling from her eyes.

Perhaps, she finally slowly realized that even if she could find countless reasons for her weakness, failure was just failure; those who desperately supported her were crushed like ants, thrown into the wind and snow.

Reality won't be tolerant just because you're a novice; it only shows a harsher side to you.

After sobbing for a while, Blanchi lifted her head with a teary smile.

"It's okay, I'm fine, everyone don't worry."

"Let's go, we have to continue working hard afterward."

Seeing her cheer up, those who initially wanted to comfort also held back their words.

Afterwards, the group started setting up the haven to delay the opponent as much as possible, then continued to move Blanchi further back.

It's hard to defeat Ores, who owns that White Crystal Dragon, on the frontline; they must think of another way, perhaps asking for help from the only adjacent Audrey is a good choice, but they probably wouldn't easily agree, ultimately they still have to rely on themselves.

The members remained silent, contemplating various methods.

...

In the following two days, the Star Cluster led by Ores broke through Blanchi's strongholds one by one, gradually nearing the last fortress.

On the stronghold square, Blanchi dressed in a golden gauze skirt, looked at the warriors prepared below; they were arranged in alternating gold and red formations, the ones in red armor were the neutral forces 'Bloodsteel Knights' they recruited, while the golden ones were the remaining Star Cluster members.

The adjutant beside Blanchi nodded to her, she responded slightly, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Now, let me sing the ancient dragon-slaying song for everyone."

...

"The stories sealed away, the legends recorded in The Poem of Red Beech..."

"The scarred palm, the hero full of dry leaves walked out from the Land of Red Leaves..."

"The blue bowstring bursts with flames..."

"The flowers of farewell bloom by the roadside..."

"Those eyes hurt by monsters open..."

"Sad memories gradually awaken..."

"It was the misfortune encountered in childhood, the beginning of all tragedies."

"The figure of passionate love dissipates in the past, closing eyes to sleep quietly under the tree..."

"I once vowed to let her rest in peace, this promise is still remembered to this day."

"The pitch-black curse entwines the bow and arrows, the silver arrows pierce the sky..."

"The bright moon in the sky dims because of it, the bird calls in the world stop, the blood laced with poison flows..."

"Arrows shoot out again and again, shining time and again...."

"Here I vow, to give life to the arrows, to pierce the king of the skies with wings."

"Oh dragon, fall here."