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The Moon Rabbit Race was a vast race, and the tribe that Sidwell belonged to was just one insignificant branch among its numerous remote offshoots.

To settle her tribespeople well, she now had two choices.

One was to seek help from other tribes and merge her own tribe into another. Although this would mean living under others' patronage, it was the simplest method and one chosen by many wandering tribes that had lost their homelands.

Even the suggestion left by her now deceased Queen Mother was to follow this path; the notebook recorded the locations of several other tribes that the queen had dealt with in her youth and had chosen as favorable allies.

The second path was to imitate the ancestors in seeking and establishing a new Moon World as the new homeland for her tribe.

But the difficulty of this path was imaginable.

For those powerful races, pioneering a new world was not a difficult task, but her tribe was just a small group with a population of less than a million.

Even if the Moon Rabbits could mobilize everyone in times of need, relying on such a small number to pioneer a world was still a bit delusional.

Moreover, the world they originally inhabited was not remote, but on the outer fringes of the center of the Western Universe.

If the entire Western Universe were seen as a city, Sidwell and her tribe previously lived around the Four-Ring area.

Yes, they were quite city-like.

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The advantage was that it facilitated interaction with other civilizations, allowing them to meet and engage with powerful civilizations and have more opportunities.

And the disadvantage...

The disadvantage was that the area was surrounded by people, with nearly all the worlds being occupied, and the neighbors were not easy to provoke.

This meant if Sidwell wanted to follow the second path, then nearby pioneering was out of the question, and had they not escaped swiftly, they might have been totally obliterated by their neighbors.

If she truly was determined to follow the pioneering path, her only option would be to head to the rural areas of the Western Universe, to those primitive worlds that had not yet been explored, and try her luck.

Yet, being remote did not mean being weak. When the Witch Clan had not yet risen to power, they too were from a primitive, remote world, and the Angel Clan still ended up capsizing.

So, pioneering a new world was quite challenging. Otherwise, her Queen Mother would have led the people there long ago, instead of dragging it out until the whole race had to flee their homeland.

But what the Queen Mother couldn't do didn't necessarily mean Sidwell couldn't do it either. In the past, the ancestors of their tribe had conquered the world with just tens of thousands of people, and now, with nearly a million under her command, there was no reason she couldn't achieve what the ancestors had.

As a Moonlit Lionheart Rabbit, what Sidwell had in abundance were courage and determination. Even knowing how difficult the second path was, she still prepared to take it.

This wasn't entirely to provoke her Queen Mother; more so, she was truly fed up with the feeling of being arranged. If she had to live under someone else's roof again, she would rather die on the battlefield.

So, after making her decision, she announced her choice to the entire Ark and gave her people the opportunity to choose.

Although she still didn't know how to be a qualified queen, her past knightly convictions held that imposing one's will on others was very reprehensible, so she was unwilling to force her people to pay for her decisions.

Those willing to pioneer with her would join, and those unwilling to take risks, she would help settle with other Moon Rabbit tribes.

Yet, in the end, not a single tribe member left; everyone accepted her decision as the new queen without any objection.

Initially, Sidwell was somewhat surprised by this, but she quickly understood.

The tribespeople didn't trust her as the new queen, but they trusted the Queen Mother who had chosen her as the new queen. They saw her current choice as surely as one guided by her previous commands based on the Queen Mother's notes—always arranged by the queen, whose arrangements never went wrong.

Yes, if it had been earlier, before Sidwell knew the relation she shared with the queen, she probably would have thought the same. After all, Her Majesty the Queen was indeed ever- faultless; her every arrangement had a deeper significance, and by following the queen's guidance, they would surely be on the right path.

Who wouldn't love and trust an always-right queen?

But now, Sidwell just felt powerless because she felt whatever effort she made seemed somewhat futile to break free from her Queen Mother's shadow.

Was this the power of fate? To have someone, even in death, so overwhelmingly oppressive?

At that moment she truly wanted to give up, even considering leading her entire tribe in death, given the Queen Mother cared most about the continuation of their tribe. Several "Why not destroy what she cared about then?" thoughts crossed her mind.

But ultimately, Sidwell did not resort to extremes, because during the previous venture into the evolution ceremony, hovering between life and death, she had decided that she would live only for herself in the future and act only on her own will.

Thus, no matter how resentful, angry, or wronged she felt now, she would not waver from her core intentions because of these negative emotions.

Wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse if she distorted her true nature just to defy her already deceased Queen Mother?

The reason she took up the heavy responsibility of becoming the new king was not out of obedience to her mother's arrangement but simply because she couldn't bear to see those innocent children on the Ark lose their homes like she did.

Originally, what she yearned for and wanted to become, the Knight of the Moon's code, was to protect her homeland.

It was just that now she herself had no home to return to, but at least she could still protect the homes of those children.

So, it was up to what you thought, since you had chosen to trust me, I would do my utmost to provide you with a new home.

The young Queen of the Moon thought to herself.

She made her promise to her people in her heart.

Then there was nothing to hesitate about anymore, Sidwell, with no more confusion in her heart, acted very decisively.

The first stop, Witch World, then sell all the unwanted resources and exchange them for weapons, equipment, and supplies; next, they would have to launch an expedition.

However, if she had a choice, Sidwell actually did not really want to go to Witch World.

After all, her impression of the Witch Clan had always not been very good, and in fact, the entire Moon Rabbit Race had always had complex feelings toward the Witch Clan.

After all, the two races had many similarities, leading many people to refer to the Moon Rabbit Race as little witches, inferior copies of witches, or beggar's versions of witches, and so forth.

But in reality, the Moon Rabbit Race came first, possessing millions of years of history, an ancient race compared to the Witch Clan, which had risen only about a hundred thousand years ago.

But there was nothing to be done; the witches were powerful, and in this world, power meant having a say, which made the less powerful Moon Rabbits quite frustrated.

However, no matter how much they disliked it, the situation required what it required; after all, of the Four Great Cataclysmic Races, the witches were the mildest, and only the witches would be willing to sell her the war equipment she wanted, so she had no other choice.

Yet, Sidwell was rather helpless when, after arranging everything with the Witch Merchant and placing an order, the delivery location ended up being at the Witch Academy's Giant Dragon Market.

This was a place Sidwell was very reluctant to approach, after all, the last prophecy left to her by the Queen Mother pointed right here.

Therefore, to avoid it, during the month waiting for the delivery, Sidwell stayed hidden in her hotel room, hardly ever going out, leaving all matters to be handled by her personal guardian maid, Ellie.

Unexpectedly, though Ellie had originally been a firm Witch Admirer, lately, she was almost corrupted into a Witch Admirer.

As for the reason...

Heh, it was merely because a witch had kindly comforted their sisters a month ago despite the offenses of her sister.

Tsk, can such a thing really be considered a favor? To be so grateful?

Sidwell could not understand her guardian maid's thoughts, but it did not matter, as today was the last day, and after picking up the merchandise tomorrow, they could leave this uncomfortable land of witches.

However, since it was the last day, and with the irredeemable Ellie browsing the Magic Network in the room, showing a sickening smile as she scrolled, Sidwell decided it was unbearable and chose to go out for a walk.

After all, no matter how much she disliked this place, since she was here, she still had to take a look around.

After her walk, even though Sidwell was still reluctant, she had to admit that the Witch Clan, as the leader of the Four Great Catastrophes, was incredibly strong and prosperous, far beyond what her Moon Rabbits could compare.

Not to mention her small tribe, even the Moon Rabbit Royal City she had visited before was far less bustling and flourishing than the Witch Academy.

For a moment, Sidwell too was dazzled by the prosperity, and by the time she wandered back to her senses, she found herself standing at the entrance of the Witch Market.

Seeing the place spoken of in the Queen Mother's words, Miss Moon Rabbit felt mixed emotions.

As a daughter, she resisted her mother's arrangements, but as a Moon Rabbit, the past admiration and reverence for the queen also reminded her that the queen's guidance was absolutely correct.

So, her fated person was right ahead, right inside here?

In a moment, even Sidwell could not suppress her curiosity; she really wanted to know what kind of person her fated one would be.

What race would he be? Also a Moon Rabbit? Or perhaps an Elf? Or even a Witch?

And why did the prophecy call her a deceiver, why would she deceive?

Suddenly, too many questions surged in her mind, so much so that by the time Miss Moon Rabbit came back to her senses again, she had already stepped through the gate.

Realizing this, Sidwell thought, "..."

Oh well, I'm here now, just for this one day; could it really be such a coincidence?

...Miss Moon Rabbit didn't believe in superstitions...