Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1387 - 65: The Disappearance of the Seventh Civilization

Chasing Star Covenant, Redstone City.

This town, built according to the initial mountain settlement, has taken shape after a year of construction, attracting people from surrounding settlements to live here, and some wanderers have been drawn to settle because of the city’s good environment.

In January, everything happening on the distant South Continent has not yet reached here. After the peak of the winter chill, the cold wave began to weaken, and the temperature gradually rose.

Inside the orphanage, Tilan sat on a chair, surrounded by quite a few children. They were the children of the town’s residents, but many families lacked the means to raise them, so the Chasing Star Covenant gathered these children at the orphanage for care.

"Sia sister, can you tell us a story again?" The young girl would occasionally visit to see how the children were doing, and sometimes she’d sit down to tell them stories.

Compared to the dull and monotonous life of people in this land, Sia’s stories had a fresh exotic feeling, which captivated these children.

"Alright, today I’ll tell you the story of Four Cotton Duck’s war against the Dark Fire Demon King." This story was one Tilan had heard from Lisa, who is also Grandma He’s great-granddaughter.

"...And so finally, the Great Demon King was defeated by our super caring candy fling, and he said it was his most cherished and beloved flavor..." Tilan recalled and narrated the story’s ending.

Honestly, there are many illogical parts in fairy tales, but it doesn’t affect the children’s love; they find it easier to accept the whimsical plots and immerse themselves.

After finishing this story, many children were still unsatisfied, chattering around Tilan about their thoughts, some speculating about the story’s progression, some curious about the untold details.

The young girl laughed and explained to each child, taking quite a while to satisfy their curiosity.

Now the children wanted Sia to continue with the next story.

"Another one, Sia sister~" Several kids shook Tilan’s sleeve.

Although Sia really liked these children, it was getting late, and she had to leave.

Before she could get up to bid farewell, a familiar presence settled behind her as Ores shielded Tilan with her arms, like a mother hen covering her chicks with her wings.

"You mustn’t let Tilan tell stories anymore." She was somewhat jealous because these children took away the attention Tilan originally gave her.

Usually, Tilan was already busy, with little free time, and now she had to spend quite a lot of time here. Over time, Ores became somewhat unhappy, feeling that these children had taken Tilan away, and thought they were too greedy, even though she herself didn’t dare to ask Tilan for so many things.

"Ores sister." Seeing Ores protect Tilan, the children called her name, seemingly admiring but also somewhat fearing her.

Ores was very pretty, admired and liked by quite a few little girls and boys, but unlike Tilan, she wasn’t that easy to get along with. When she got angry, the children instinctively felt scared.

"It’s alright, Ores." Tilan patted Ores’ back and hair to soothe her slightly anxious mood.

Since she’s a songstress, even a slight bit of discontent and annoyance would impact these children’s spirits.

Half a minute later, Ores quickly calmed down, as she wasn’t truly angry, just a bit jealous.

Afterward, Tilan bid farewell to the children, telling them to eat and study well.

"I’m leaving now, make sure you are healthy and study well when I come next." Tilan waved goodbye to the children at the orphanage.

Returning home, it was already dusk, and before the two entered the house, Loloria descended from the sky into the courtyard.

"I came back from the Southern Jungle, Tilan~" Today she took a trip around the Southern Jungle, which was also where Tilan first met Sura.

"How was it?" Tilan inquired, having sent Loloria there in preparation for the future expansion of the Chasing Star Covenant onto that land.

Compared to the grassland, the jungle’s rain resources are abundant, favorable for the growth of trees and crops.

"There are some wild beasts, but they can be dealt with well. However, the little bugs are really numerous, not sure if you humans can adapt to them physically."

"I know, I’ve already got people working on producing quinine-like potions recently." Tilan nodded.

"With collective development, it’s not like solo exploration where one delves deep. We can orderly chop down trees and clear soil, advancing step by step." She planned to open up an orchard there to supplement the variety of food everyone lacked, and some medicinal trees could also start planting there.

As the two talked, they slowly entered the house, with Ores feeling cheerful because she was returning home with Tilan.

A few days later, the first group of pioneers set out from the city to camp at the edge of the Southern Jungle, constructing the first foothold camp to provide a good environment for later members.

After dealing with these development and management affairs, Tilan invited the two scholars living in the city to continue listening to their stories and supplements about the world’s history.

"Good morning, Mr. Lindsay." Tilan stood on the sky bridge between two buildings enjoying the view and then turned around.

Compared to two months ago, Lindsay’s appearance became much more refined, with his previously messy hair neatly groomed, stubble on his chin cleaned up, and his thick cloth coat replaced by a light white robe.