Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1412 75: Tilan Wields the Holy Sword (Part 2)

Sitting beside Tilan, Ores chattered away like a cheerful bird about her recent discoveries and many interesting little things. Tilan sat by her side, nodding and listening intently. Thus, Ores talked on until after five in the afternoon, by which time Tilan had fallen asleep on her shoulder.

When Ores finished the last story and found Tilan asleep beside her, her eyes brimmed with tenderness and happiness. She carefully laid Tilan in her arms to make her sleep more comfortable, just like how she used to sleep in Tilan's arms.

Tilan, sleeping, cute.

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When Tilan awoke, it was already dark, and there were a few light dots on the interior ceiling, resembling little stars.

"Tilan, sleep well," Ores said about Tilan's nap earlier, and then they both climbed down from the haystack to have dinner and rest.

After spending two days like this, when Tilan felt ready to explore the final mechanical cluster's gathering point, urgent intelligence arrived from the Southern Jungle.

"Although the main group is still performing a carpet-like felling and search of the jungle, some mechanical bodies have already flown across the jungle toward our location!" The expedited telegraph reached the city, and someone immediately took this intelligence to Tilan.

In the corridor of the Administrative Building, Tilan opened the telegraph, read the report, and promptly ordered the city's residents to enter a state of emergency, notifying nearby settlements to also enter a defensive alert status, ready to report any situations.

The current Chasing Star Covenant is relatively well-supplied, with telegraphs equipped at settlements and sites for timely communication and rapid information exchange.

Upon learning of the situation, the settlements and sites began acting, and soon Tilan received a distress signal from one of the settlements.

"A large number of mechanical flying cockroaches are attacking here, urgent need for support."

It seems action is needed, Tilan's eyes quickly searched the map for the settlement's location, noted it down, then began ascending, entering battle readiness.

Seeing Loloria wanting to follow, she shook her head in refusal, "Lololiya, it's best to stay here." She didn't wish to prioritize one over the other.

Then, the high-altitude airflow rapidly parted in front of her, the girl's speed enhanced repeatedly, until finally breaking through the sound barrier, becoming a fleeting black dot swiftly traversing through the fierce airflow.

About three minutes later, Tilan arrived above the attacked settlement, where countless mechanical flying cockroaches were erratically flying, hovering like dragonflies to re-target and dive down, the cold silver light flashing from their side abdomen blade-like feet often splitting resistance and obstacles into fragments upon impact.

Facing the mechanically flying cockroach-infested sky, Tilan weaved through them like a rapid shooting star threading a needle, disintegrating each mechanical cockroach almost within ten seconds, causing hundreds to fragment and fall from the sky.

The silver sword in her hand swirled open the mechanical body in front, quickly passing by, flying toward the next target, only seconds later did the cleaved mechanical body disassemble in flight, revealing smooth cut edges.

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Minutes later, when the members left in the settlement no longer heard external mechanical buzzing and combat sounds, they cautiously poked their heads out from their hiding spots, discovering the ground littered with sliced mechanical fragments; the sky now seemed clear and blue, with no mechanical flying cockroach in sight.

They looked around, taking a few seconds to spot the girl perched above the settlement. At this moment, her hand still grasped the slender silver sword, matching her pristine blue and white attire as if she were on a spring outing.

"Lady Hexia!" The crowd gratefully rushed over and promptly knelt in thanks.

Though the alliance's system does not include kneeling etiquette, those present couldn't care less under such circumstances, surviving was a true fortune, knowing they were prepared to sacrifice 80% of their members.

Usually, clashes with small beast groups and raids from enemy settlements required a lot of deaths, let alone when a mighty mechanical cluster passed by. Surviving such situations without being annihilated was seen as lucky.

"Are you all right, how many are injured or need healing?" The maiden released the sword edge, letting it dissipate like light sand, then walked towards them.

"For now, still alright." The leader stood up and began counting.

"There are a few seriously injured; not sure if Lady Hexia can assist." They naturally hoped their companions could receive aid, but the seemingly delicate girl before them was the real sovereign of this land, daring not to ask too much for fear of offending.

"Let me see the situation," Tilan went to the settlement's safe hiding place, meeting several injured individuals.

Due to the encounter with mechanical flying cockroaches, these people mostly suffered knife wounds, with minor cuts, severely their limbs being severed by blade edges without timely reattachment, they feared they would need prosthesis.

Faced with this issue, Tilan had a broken limb brought over, expertly manipulated flowing water to cleanse the wounds before connecting them, bonding severed vessels and nerves in an impresive technique that seemed like a miracle to witnesses, quickly healing these individuals; upon regaining consciousness, they wholeheartedly thanked the maiden.

No matter how brilliant and great the theories, they did not mind, but for the one who assisted them, preventing a disabled life, they held respect and gratitude; skilled doctors were rare in this land, and given the common apathy toward life, without a concept of care for the elderly, injuries or disabilities almost equated with mortality.

"Thank you, Lady Hexia."

"Thanks, Lady Hexia."

"Long live Queen Hexia."

They were emotional, unsure how to express themselves, simply repeating these few phrases.

Surrounded by their gratitude and reverence, Tilan nodded faintly, neither humbly refusing nor saying there's no need for thanks as before, but calmly accepting the gratitude, guiding it in the right direction.

"Prepare well afterwards; this battle with the mechanical cluster will last a long time." Then she instructed the leaders to lead the residents in planning a relocation.

Handling matters here, Tilan leapt lightly off the ground, fierce airflow surged past her ears, rapidly slashing through her hair and attire. She ascended again into the sky, raising one hand, slender fingers expanded an aureate circle in the air, then spreading like ripples, the entire sky seemed to flash with golden fragments.

Thereafter, she rotated her body, heading in a new direction.

Minutes later, she encountered another formation of mechanical flying cockroaches, intercepting them.

Facing thousands of mechanical flying cockroaches, Tilan intoned song-like curse spells, silver vertical rays appeared on her brow, then raised both hands, a resplendent silver Holy Sword slowly formed in the air.

The clear sword structure precisely formed a perfect force-bearing skeleton, followed by flowing magic branding patterns, these circuit-like imprints traversing the blade, exceptionally efficiently using magic, converting it into various enchantment effects and abilities.

This is the epitome of knowledge, the accumulation of civilization, a splendid and durable flawless creation.

[Inheritance Secret Skill·Rose Holy Sword]

Finally, surfaces wound with rose patterns, extending to the hilt, forging the paradigm of power and beauty.

Judgement·Divine Speed·Separation·Illusion·Isolation·Breaking the Sky

Numerous High Rank Transcendent Divine Protections adorned the sword, when fingers grasped the hilt, mercurial brilliance circulated the blade, a silver curtain slowly drew in the sky.

Both hands held the sword, slightly postured at the shoulder side, sword edge aimed at the mechanical flying cockroach obscuring the sky, the maiden's valor flourished in the air, her dress twirling, and an array of similarly dazzling silver Holy Swords formed behind her, akin to a vast army arraying.

In an instant, sword bodies vibrated, silvery Holy Swords like whistling lightning swept through the air, piercing and shattering the droning iron grey mechanisms.

Shimmering debris like light rain poured down, decorating the orange-red evening ground.