The time was June 27, 1856, and the location was the Round Table Hall of the Evangelical Cathedral of St. Gloria in Renwetting.
The most important mid-year meeting for the Witch Association will be held here as scheduled. It will summarize the association's work in the past year and formulate development plans and expected goals for the next year to achieve a more efficient integration of resources.
Purpose. For a behemoth whose power spans the east and west continents and whose radiation range involves politics, economy, culture, military, science and technology and other fields, if there is no such effective planning and supervision, it will inevitably be overwhelmed by its own size.
Being dragged down becomes like a hibernating turtle, slow and dull.
Although the Witch Association is already the most powerful organization in the world of Mirror Star, its existence has even surpassed the time when some races have civilization and history. However, this does not mean that the members of the association can sit back and relax and immerse themselves in the past.
There is no thought of progress in the glory. Because an eternal truth is: the weak are always good at uniting, and the strong are the reason for them to unite.
Believers in animism, the Thirteen Hermits, the Holy Alliance Army of the Eastern Continent, Assyria in Paradise, and even the giant dragons in the Platinum Mountains... are all opposing the great cause of the association for their own reasons.
The power is so weak that it reaches the point of ridicule, but together they can barely touch the back of the mountain, and have the qualifications to be enemies of the association.
Tiandis was not surprised by this, and had never been worried, because she knew that the road to a great ideal would never be smooth sailing. All enemies were both obstacles and steps. The more enemies there were, the more it would only prove that
She is getting closer to her goal.
In the solemn and quiet palace, only the sound of footsteps echoed. People from different countries, different industries, and different fields, but with the same identity, walked into the round table hall one after another and sat down in their respective seats. No one whispered to each other.
, and no one was distracted. Their tacit action after sitting down was to turn their eyes to the black-haired girl standing in the center of the venue, waiting for her to announce the start of the meeting, or to convey a clear signal for them to take over.
Ideal guiding direction down.
Long white candles burned on the gorgeous crystal lamp holders, and the floating firelight illuminated every serious face. The seats distributed in a ring rose upward in a stepped manner. As the convener and host of the meeting,
Tiandis was located in the center of the ring. When the footsteps gradually stopped and disappeared completely, and only her own breathing seemed to be left in the round table hall, she raised her head and looked around, watching the people on the stage with calm eyes.
Zhang Zhang's familiar face is obviously at a low point, but it gives people a condescending feeling.
But this is not an illusion, but a fact, because Tiandis, the leader of the Witches' Association, is always the one who is looked up to no matter where he is.
The Dark Witch Carabosse, the Witch of Strife Favrona, the Fear Witch Feir... Fei, the head of the Magical Research Institute, Bo Long, the head of the First Research Department, Otto, the head of the organization's maintenance organization... the balance of order.
Melquíades, Under-President of the Inquisition, Cumming, the Commander-in-Chief of the Holy Purification Force, Heinrich Schliemann, the head of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage... Teresa, the Commander of the Knights Hospitallers, the Commander of the Dragoons
Yelena, the commander of the winged mobile unit...
Every familiar face flashed in her eyes, giving Tiandis a familiar feeling, as if she could see more shadows of people in them. In this solemn and a bit forbidding atmosphere, the corners of her lips
Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and revealed a slightly surprising smile.
"That night two weeks ago, we just experienced a failed operation." She said, and her voice reverberated under the tall and empty dome. It reverberated like thunder, as if the Round Table Hall itself was responding grandly: "A group of outsiders.
Someone broke into Professor Heinrich's party and disturbed his elegant talk. I hope you won't lose your enthusiasm for archeology because of this, because I heard that a lot of research materials were lost in your study. Of course, that's nothing.
, it’s just a few pieces of paper, losing you is the biggest loss to us."
Tiandis joked, and Professor Heinrich, who was sitting in the 32nd seat of the sixth row, responded with an awkward and helpless smile. That incident was also a shame for him. After all, the enemy was using
Although he failed to succeed in the end, it also sounded a warning for him. It is foreseeable that when Professor Heinrich holds a party in the future, he should be careful about inviting guests.
If you are more cautious, you may not choose the location in Xiaoliang Palace.
"From a confidentiality perspective, this is certainly a serious mistake, but on the bright side, it actually gives us a warning, letting us know that the current situation is not stable enough, and the number of enemies is always increasing, and this
These enemies are different from the past. We are more familiar with them because we have defeated them several times in the past. But this is also the difference between them: no matter how many times they are knocked down, they will come back. Such tenacious faith and will, and ten
The cowards of the Three Hermits or animist believers are different, more worthy of facing up to them, and more worthy of our all-out efforts to defeat them."
"It is worth mentioning that during that operation, we had several opportunities to leave the enemy behind, but I made the opposite decision, which led to their eventual escape. In this matter, I do not deny myself
There is also selfishness. Of course, such selfishness is not based on some kind of emotion or interest. It is exactly what I hope you understand. How do you understand it? Timmes thinks I am too careless, and Victoria thinks I am soft-hearted. Of course
, your beloved Crusader Commander-in-Chief Favrona’s thoughts are more direct: she thinks I’m crazy.”
A look of shame appeared on the face of Timis, who was sixth in the first row. Queen Victoria, who was eleventh in the second row, smiled and said nothing. Favrona, who was also sitting in the first row, scratched her fiery red lips.
Hair, whispered: "I was just joking, do I need to say it in front of everyone?"
The adjutant Caesar, who was sitting behind Favrona, twitched his face, thinking that this was not a joke, it should be an outspoken statement. The difference between you and His Majesty Feir is probably that the latter occasionally obeys the adjutant.
Melquíades' advice, but you have always gone your own way and never taken my words to heart.
"Actually, I can understand every idea. Sometimes people's thoughts are based on emotions, and sometimes they are based on positions, but it is generally the sum of the two. I can only say this after I understand your emotions and positions.
But sometimes you might as well put aside your shackles for a moment and imagine if you were in my position at this moment, what kind of choices should you make based on your emotions and stance? Behind each choice, there is a deep meaning.
What exactly is it? Friends, enemies, ideals, beliefs, careers, longings, wishes... can all be clearly distinguished one by one? This is something I hope everyone will try to think about before the meeting begins."
"Knowing the answer is of course the best. It proves that you are clear enough about the path you want to take or the path you are about to take without any hesitation or regret. Don't take it to heart if you don't know the answer yet, let alone worry about making mistakes.
Because each of us learns from mistakes and grows up, and it is precisely because we know the mistakes that we yearn for the right more. From the past to the present, and into the more distant future, the concept, purpose and pursuit of the association are all based on this sentence.
"
Tiantis's opening speech caused the atmosphere in the round table hall to fall into silence for a moment. In this silence that could be heard, some people looked thoughtful, some frowned slightly, and some understood these words as the next step of the association.
The action plan for the year is trying to explore more profound meanings.
However, no one noticed the eyes of the seven witches in the front row of the round table.
Whether it is the most serious Crown Prince Carabosse, or the most joyful Crown Prince Lilithi, or even the taciturn Crown Prince Eve... they are all so profound that it makes people feel uneasy.
"Then, this year's mid-year meeting of the Witch Association will begin now."
Tiandis slowly sat down and opened a heavy document in front of her. Following her movements, the sound of turning papers resounded throughout the round table hall: "Before entering the first agenda item, first of all, let's let everyone
The person in charge of the agency reported on the work situation in the first half of the year. Now, I would like to ask Fei, the person in charge of the magic scientific research agency, to speak. Please give detailed data explanations for several projects that the association has invested heavily in resources..."
Under the auspices of Tiandis, the mid-year meeting of the Witch Association is proceeding in an orderly manner. The door of the Round Table Hall is closed tightly, isolating all sounds. Everything that mortals living in the ordinary world do not know will change the pattern of the entire universe.
All decisions will be made and implemented here.
But before that, no one could understand their meaning, perhaps even some people attending this meeting.
…
Outside Lunweiting City, in the ancient Three Mountains Realm, a little fairy with long hair as beautiful as silk sat in a pavilion in the garden, resting her chin on her hands, looking at the distant sky in despair. There was a faint sound in the wind.
Someone was talking, but those voices were all unfamiliar. They were not the aliens in the Evangelical Church, but the True Spirit believers from St. Anville's Cross Church. After that night, they stayed in this alien sanctuary.
, and quickly integrated into the place.
The aliens at the Evangelical Academy were quite critical at first, but they didn't show it too obviously for the sake of Lord Pancras. However, these believers of the True Spirit Sect also behaved very friendly and restrained, and never violated the principles of the asylum.
There were conflicts between the residents. As a result, the two sides quickly became accustomed to each other's existence, and the Evangelical Church changed from a pure shelter for aliens to a hiding place for aliens and True Spirit believers to avoid joint raids by the sect.
However, Lord Pancras was originally a believer in the True Spirit Sect, so the Evangelical College had the dual attributes of a church and a sanctuary from the beginning. Many aliens even converted to animistic beliefs under his influence.
Therefore, everyone adapted very quickly.
Except Bemin.
She originally didn't like humans, let alone take the initiative to approach them, so when everyone else was trying to adapt to the new pace of life, she was the only one who stayed away, preferring to stay alone rather than make changes.
However, how long this kind of persistence can last, Bemin herself doesn't know.
Maybe it was broken long ago. It started when she took the initiative to help those humans, but now she is just stubbornly unwilling to admit her mistakes.
Speaking of which, what happened to those guys?
It would be a very foolish and risky move to directly break into the territory of the sect alliance to rescue people.
In fact, I don't care about them very much. I just think that the proprietress of the Fairy Sleep Inn, Shesta, is a pretty good person. She once saved their lives and is a good friend of the eldest sister and the second sister. If something happens to her, sister
We must be very sad, right? Speaking of which, why does she try so hard to help humans? Although the traveler fairies are naturally friendly fairies, there is no need to be so friendly to humans, right? Especially the one named Ringer
This guy is just a nuisance, well, his sister is not bad...
"Beimin," a familiar old voice suddenly came to the little elf's ears: "Why are you here?"
She subconsciously raised her head and saw the founder of the shelter, the old man who was almost comparable to a saint in the minds of all the aliens, standing in front of her. Her eyes immediately opened wide: "Pan, Master Pancras?
I, I didn’t do anything, I was just here, uh, enjoying the cool air!”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She had an idea and came up with such an excuse, but Old Pancras saw through her true thoughts at a glance. It is not surprising, after all, Bemin is very fond of
The depth of human prejudice is the highest in the entire Evangelical College. Her sisters, Bethet and Belphie, have also mentioned this problem to Old Pancras many times. They are a little worried, but they don't know what to do.
solve.
However, the last time she took the initiative to offer to help those outsiders, it made Old Pancras feel that there seemed to be some hope of change.
Things in this world are often like this. The path ahead is already determined before the person involved realizes it.
Presumably she is the same.
Old Pancras also raised his head, looking past the spire of the Evangelical Church's bell tower and looking at the blue sky. His eyes were inexplicably deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing this, Bemin was stunned for a moment, because she felt that the current Lord Pancras was very similar to herself just now, so she hesitated and asked: "Lord Pancras, are you thinking about those people too?"
Pancras was startled for a moment, then realized that she was talking about those travelers in a foreign land, so he nodded lightly: "That's right."
So? So what exactly is it?
Bemin didn't understand. She just suddenly remembered something: "Miss Livia, she must have left with those people, right? Mr. Pancras, you already knew that Miss Livia was on Cloud Whale Sky Island."
Well, why not leave her in the Evangelical College?"
Bemin asked this not because she had a good impression of Sister Livia, but because she vaguely knew that the nun was of great significance to the True Spirit Sect, and Lord Pancras happened to be a True Spirit Sect.
A member of the Zhenling Sect, why didn’t he do anything that was beneficial to the True Spirit Sect?
Old Pancras was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "It would be best not to leave her here, because she will have a more suitable place to go."
"Is it better to be with those strangers?"
Bemin couldn't understand it, and Old Pancras couldn't explain it either. He just laughed lowly and said in a hoarse voice: "How should I explain it, but maybe there is no need to explain it. One day you will understand, right, Bemin
.Not everything that must be done in this world is good, and not everything that is good must be done.”
When the little goblin heard this, he tilted his head and looked confused.
Such profound words, and very difficult to understand.
But in fact, she only needs to know one thing: sometimes, the choice of fate is more important than a person's own choice.
…
At the same moment, in the distant and boundless sky, in the direction where the little photon elf and the older and wiser bell-ringer looked together, on the back of the whale island, in an ordinary-looking church, there were two blond nuns.
Kneeling in front of the statue of the goddess, he put the index and middle fingers of his left hand together, tapped the center of his eyebrows, the tip of his nose and his lips, and offered a devout prayer in a low voice——