Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 138 The Ballad of Time

"Bring these, it should be almost enough."

In the room, Anneli was rubbing her chin with one hand, looking at Tilan's suitcase, which contained clothes, small belongings, self-defense devices, and even signal transmitters, etc.

Because Tilan was going to be a guest, it was actually similar to traveling, so she prepared all these things.

"It's okay, it doesn't have to be that troublesome."

Tilan looked at Annelly who was still deep in thought, and said embarrassedly. In fact, she has a lot of things in the storage space, so it is very convenient to go anywhere. It's just that she can't tell Annelly about such things.

"Wherever you go, like me, you have to be accompanied by a dozen or so people, whether it's translation, daily care, doctors, or even bodyguards, all of them must be complete."

"If Tilan hadn't said that they don't want so many, I'd definitely let them bring what they can." Anneli patted her chest and said.

"However, even if Tilan doesn't need these, at least take Aike and Ella with her." The Aike and Ila she mentioned are two maids that Tilan is familiar with in the house. They are twins, about 20 years old, with Sequence 4 strength, and are proficient in various affairs, ranging from hygiene and cooking first aid to translating and fighting for survival.

"Otherwise, it would be too inconvenient to go alone without anyone to take care of you."

Hearing Anneli's suggestion, Tilan thought for a while and finally nodded, feeling that there is indeed something that needs help on the way, and it would be very troublesome if she was alone.

After the suitcases were prepared, the three of them boarded the small flying machine in Ades Academy. Soon, the silver-hulled flying machine lifted up and flew in the direction of South District [-].

The fiery red and green leaves are intertwined, forming a colorful and lush world. Dye Belle's home is in this rolling forest and mountains. Only the occasional gray road revealed in the forest leaves shows that this is not a wilderness, but a place where people live.

The aircraft stopped in the white castle, put down the passengers inside, took off again, and disappeared into the sky.

"Welcome~" Dian Beier took several family members and housekeepers, and greeted Tilan on the helipad in the castle.

"I thought Tilan wasn't coming." Ran Bell approached briskly, took the girl's hand, and walked towards her family.

Tilan soon discovered the characteristics of their family blood. Almost everyone had pink, or rather thin, vine-colored hair. The light pink was mixed with a certain amount of linen gray, making the overall vision more hazy and soft, and the restrained charm of pink and purple would also become more hidden.

Yan Beier's parents don't seem to be young, there is a little white in the hair, but they are neatly combed, wearing dark and unobtrusive clothes, welcoming their daughter's friends.

Apart from these two old people, there are also Ranbei's younger brother and sister, and the butler beside him. The butler is about 30 years old, has black hair, a slightly aquiline nose, and always smiles. Unlike Ranbei's pinkish pupils, her younger brother and sister's eyes are red. The two little guys are pulling on Ranbei's dress, looking at Tilan secretly, as if they are curious and shy.

After setting up Tilan’s residence and packing the luggage, Dian Belle took Tilan for a tour of the castle, followed by four maids, two of whom followed Tilan’s Aike and Ella, who had light blue hair and wore mainly white maid skirts, and the other two were servants of Dyan Bell’s family, with pink hair similar to their master’s, and mainly dressed in black and red maid outfits.

Walking in the slightly cold corridor with stone walls, Tilan stroked the stones around her with her fingers curiously, feeling slightly cold and hard.

It's clear that these are real stones, not imitations of realistic buildings.

"Is this castle Dye Bell's property?" the girl couldn't help asking.

"Yes, not only this castle, but also the property of our family with a radius of ten kilometers, but this place is relatively remote, surrounded by forests, so no one would care about it." Dianbeier introduced to Tilan.

"How much did it cost at the beginning, it should be very expensive."

"I don't know about that, but it's actually not that expensive." Ran Beier continued to explain.

"Our family came to Emerald Skirt very early. It was not called Emerald Skirt until then, it was just a code name for letters and numbers."

"At that time, the entire ecological circle was still under construction. The ancestors of our family took out a large sum of money for additional investment and obtained a piece of land in advance."

"However, our family is not good at management. In the following hundreds of years, we have sold a lot of land one after another. This forest and castle are the only remaining parts now, which is less than one-tenth of the original." She explained, but her voice seemed very calm, and she didn't feel too sad.

"In these years, this forest will be open from time to time and become a place for people to hunt and travel, so as to obtain some income, and a lot of the income is also used for forest protection, castle maintenance, personnel expenses, etc. In fact, it is not very profitable, but our family just doesn't care."

'Probably still lose a hundred years, as for future generations, it depends on the thoughts of future generations. Dye Belle covered her mouth and laughed.

"Did Tilan learn a lot about economics recently, and she started paying attention to them without knowing it?"

"Yes." The girl complained a little helplessly.

"Hehehe, economics and the like, I felt that those things were too complicated since I was a child, and then I simply gave up. Maybe our family is not interested in numbers and the like." Zan Beier and the girl stopped in a watchtower of the castle, looking at the scenery in the distance.

The fierce sunlight shone among the layers of forest leaves on the opposite side of the mountain. With the summer wind blowing, the fiery red and emerald green leaves shook, and the sound of rustling leaves came.

"Take a good rest and ignore those annoying numbers for the time being." She leaned on the window sill and said in the summer wind.

"Ah."

Throughout the afternoon, Ran Bell took the girl to walk around the castle. Although the architectural style is very simple and looks like a noble castle in the past, there are also some modern facilities, such as electric lights, and modern appliances hidden in classical decorations.

Tilan saw an old metal pipe behind the organ, which is actually a ventilation and cooling device. The brass and wooden boxes in the living room are actually a refrigerator when opened, and the music box with the speaker is actually a projection player and so on.

In the evening, I followed Dye Belle's family and ate at the long table in the restaurant. The steaming tables were covered with tablecloths, and the food was extremely luxurious. Several maids and waiters helped cut the roast suckling pig, divided the bread and poured wine.

After enjoying the sumptuous food, Ran Belle took Tilan to a smaller room, where a classical piano was placed. Judging by the gold-plated pattern and the wear and tear of the corner details, it should have a history of hundreds of years.

Dye Belle is sitting by the piano, her fingertips are floating, and the soothing and melodious music is also played. With the occasional chirping of insects in the courtyard outside the window, a kind of summer tranquility and comfort flows slowly in the room.

ancient star
turn of fate

three keys to open
never fade flowers

must bloom in your eyes

The wind of the four seasons

please sing for me

Sing of the hero who wields the spear of fire

sing of the witch who sank into the depths
Sing to the united three saints

Sing the steel sonority that stops turning
Waking up again and again in the rising sun

step forward hesitantly

Tears and joy weave into a colorful canvas

eulogizing the regeneration of life

……

The melody is not complicated, but the simple repetition becomes more and more moving. The singing seems to come from the other side of the long river of time, full of the ancient and fairy-tale atmosphere of the past.

(End of this chapter)