Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1381 61: Hardworking Little Moths

The firewood in the fireplace burned quietly, occasionally making the crackling sound of sparks.

With the arrival of deep winter, various matters were being implemented in an orderly fashion, making Tilan a bit more leisurely. Today, and the days after, she didn't have to work, as her assistant handled some small tasks.

In the room, besides Tilan sitting by the fireplace, sat the silver-haired Elf, Ores, who was curiously trying out the harp in front of her. She seemed to have an instinctive familiarity with this instrument but wasn't sure how to start.

Tilan noticed but didn't immediately go over to help her, choosing instead to sit on the wooden chair, wanting to see how Ores would proceed.

Well, after trying for a while, Ores put down the harp, walked over to Tilan, bent down and lay against the girl, rubbing her cheek against the other. She was already quite adept at this action.

"Tilan, teach me, the harp." She knew the girl before her could, as in Ores' eyes, Tilan seemed like someone who was capable of anything, who could solve any problem.

"Sure, I'll teach you in a bit." The girl patted Ores' back, hugging her gently.

She didn't quite feel like moving, but with such an adorable Ores asking her, how could she refuse.

Not long after, sparse but somewhat classically soothing music filled the room.

In the evening, Tilan walked through the tunnel inside the mountains to the underground depths to meet the Silkworm Moth Species living there.

"It's Lord Tilan~" Orenna was the first to flutter over, occasionally flapping her wings and taking a couple of steps in the air.

For someone who had rescued her and saved many other companions, Orenna held great admiration and affection for Tilan.

Catching the fluttering Orenna with both hands, Tilan rubbed Orenna's face, feeling that the little one had gained a bit of weight recently, her body slightly heavier.

As they interacted, other Silkworm Moth Species gathered around, enviously watching Orenna being petted, wanting to get closer to Tilan, yet feeling a bit of awe.

After comforting Orenna for a while, Tilan looked up, her gaze sweeping over the Silkworm Moth Species present, nodding slightly.

It seemed they were living quite well these days, at least their expressions were much more natural without the initial restraint and timidity.

"How have you been lately? Do you have enough food? Is the winter too cold? Is the work too heavy?" She asked a series of questions, then held the hands of several Silkworm Moth Species, leading them to the hall, like a teacher leading kindergarten children.

The Silkworm Moth Species here weren't young children, but their somewhat short stature did make them look like children. Yet, with their wings and physique, they still appeared mature, not overly juvenile.

"Recently, it's been great~"

"It's warm underground, not cold."

"The meals that Papana and Brenna make are delicious."

"Cooked carrots are very fragrant~"

"I love potato chunks, warm and cozy."

"Work is going smoothly, we've made a lot of cloth."

"I've already cut my hair, Orenna says she'll make a dress for Lord Tilan with it."

"I made a new dress out of cotton fabric."

Everyone surrounded Tilan, chatting away enthusiastically.

Soon, some Silkworm Moth Species brought over finished cloth, which was divided into two types. One was silver silk cloth woven from cotton, utilizing a special weaving technique ingrained in the Silkworm Moth Species' genes. The woven silver silk cloth possessed transcendent characteristics, being self-cleaning, soft without wrinkling, and carrying a certain bright sheen.

If brought to the Federation, it would probably be an upper-level T4 fabric. After all, the raw material was just ordinary cotton, achieving this level was quite remarkable, Tilan thought as she touched the fabric.

Then there was the fabric woven from the Silkworm Moth Species' own hair fibers. Compared to the previous silver silk cloth, this roll of fabric in her hand was exceptionally light and translucent, seemingly able to float in the air, yet to the touch, it was tenacious and textured.

This fabric not only possessed all the advantages of silver silk cloth but was also exceptionally tough, withstanding ordinary bullets and temperatures below 1000 degrees. Its entire body was smooth and soft, a transcendent type of silk. Even in the Rose Federation, it was an enviable T3 high-rank fabric, a focus of various luxury brands.

"Lord Tilan, what style of dress do you like? We'll make it for you." Orenna and a group of Silkworm Moth Species earnestly inquired, holding the fabrics in hand.

Seeing their eager and expectant looks, Tilan felt that if she were to say no at this moment, it might make the little ones in front of her sad and uneasy.

"Let me think, let's go with a classical and classic style." She referred to the minimalist classical dresses that became popular during the Third Era with the rise of the Angel Church.

This style originated from angels, due to their opposition to the Chaos Phantom, gaining much reverence and gratitude, and later, as the Angel Church rose, various sacrificial personnel's clothing styles extended from this basis.

In fact, the clothes worn by angels were designs from members of the 'Divine Wings of the Sun' in Eden, inherently featuring the simplicity and foresight of modern society, very suitable for modern people.

Later, in the Fifth Epoch, as various Black Suns created their Favored, many cut corners in designing clothes, continuing this style system, making it a widely known classic throughout the Milky Way.

After expressing some of her small requirements, Tilan had her body measurements taken carefully by several Silkworm Moth Species, such as shoulder width, waist circumference, and height. Subsequently, these Silkworm Moth Species became very excited, seemingly wanting to rush and work overtime to finish the dress overnight.

Advising them to get a good sleep and not to overwork themselves, Tilan visited the weaving workshop, dining and activity areas, joint sleeping quarters, and the shower room used by the Silkworm Moth Species.

Compared to bathing, the Silkworm Moth Species clearly preferred showering. For them, soaking their wings in water was not at all comfortable, but showering was different. It could effectively wash away the dust on their wings, and being waterproof, their wings could dry with just a slight shake.

After touring around, Tilan sat down in the small dining hall. At this moment, a few Silkworm Moth Species began preparing dinner, and she was curious to see what these little ones ate daily.

It resembled a hot pot somewhat, but they weren't just throwing things together. Instead, they wisely split different ingredients into separate pots for cooking.

"The clothes you're wearing seem to be the ones originally distributed." At this moment, Tilan suddenly noticed a detail.

The clothes on these Silkworm Moth Species, although washed well, were without exception the most ordinary fabrics, appearing quite simple and rough compared to the two fine fabrics they had shown her earlier.

"Yes, we've taken good care of them; none have been worn out." Ye Yina spoke with a mix of nervousness and pride.

"You all…" Tilan shook her head slightly.

They were reluctant to use any for themselves, giving all the woven fabric to others, fearing rejection and abandonment, occasionally naive, easy to take advantage of, yet so touching that it brought tears of affection.

Hugging Ye Yina in her arms, Tilan stroked her head, the silver hair fine and smooth.

"It's okay, making a new dress for yourself isn't wasteful."

"How about this? Before making my dress, you must first make a dress for yourselves."

"In the future, you should also think a little about yourselves, so you'll be in a better position to help others." She knew this was the only way that the Silkworm Moth Species would listen.

She didn't know if they had ever become Favored of the Black Suns or if they were born merely as livestock and tools from the start. If so, it would really be too pitiful.

She hoped for a better life for the Silkworm Moth Species, allowing them to freely and peacefully experience the world.

In a way, she had always hoped for a world where good and hardworking people could live freely and peacefully.