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

Chapter 562 Themisia's Daily Life

Hagia Sokanas, Four Saints Cathedral, Residential Quarter.

The place that the sect arranged for Tilan was a quiet place. Outside the windows of the mansion there were rows of red mulberry trees. The trees were tall with dense crowns and layers of red leaves.

When she arrived at the assigned room, Tilan first lay on the bed for a few minutes, then she pushed her tired body to the bathroom next door to take a shower, then she pulled the curtains, covered herself with the quilt, and slept well in bed.

She was really tired and didn't want to think about anything at the moment.

……

It seemed like she had slept for a long time. When Tilan woke up again, she found herself sitting on the bed. Beside her were opened potato chips, uneaten blueberries and kumquats, and a small electric fan blowing nearby.

This is?

She looked at her clothes again: a black T-shirt, shorts that showed her legs, and a personal terminal that was playing TV shows and movies next to her.

Who else but her could do such a thing in this body?

'Themisia.'

"What's the matter, my lovely sister?" The lazy voice of her elder sister came into her mind.

"What did you do while I was asleep?"

"Yawn~ See for yourself."

Tilan tried hard to recall, and then vaguely saw that when she was asleep, Themisia did things. First, she woke up at night and went to the commercial district of Saint Cassus to eat barbecue, then she called the staff of the Inquisition and asked them if they could deal with the cult, and then ordered these people who were specifically responsible for protecting her to get information about the cult and read it to her.

After finishing all this, I returned to the residential area in the middle of the night and had someone deliver the latest game console. I played the game for 5 hours until I finished it. It was already dawn.

Then she ordered takeout and ate a lot of luxurious meals that Tilan rarely ordered. Then she slept for three hours. At noon, the people from the Inquisition told Themisia that the cult was special and if they interfered, they would have to submit an application to the parliament and then wait for approval.

Themisia criticized them, and then asked the people from the Inquisition to prepare some equipment and props for high-level agents.

In the afternoon, Themisia went to the cult's headquarters and found the priests of the Water Temple. She said she wanted to learn about the training methods of the God-Forbidden Knights and asked them to send suitable God-Forbidden Knight armor. Then she rode a mechanical warhorse and fought with the knights at the headquarters for three hours.

In the evening, after venting her energy in the battle, Themisia went to a big hotel in Saint Cassus, booked the swimming pool on the rooftop, had someone pour ice cubes into it, and then swam in the ice water for 2 hours. At night, she continued to have a big dinner by the swimming pool, and called the entourage of the Inquisition to eat together. She asked them about their specific work situation and asked them about the limits of their abilities.

After dinner in the evening, Themisia took the entourage of the Inquisition to the shooting range to practice shooting. She specially asked someone to prepare a heavy machine gun with extremely powerful firepower. After venting her anger for a while, she returned to the residential area at night. After taking a shower, she felt that the room was too quiet and boring, so she asked someone to send her an ancient household appliance with the characteristics of the local planet - an electric fan, and then she played it and listened to some recently released music.

Finally, she did not stay up late that night. The next morning, Themisia continued to order luxurious breakfast and then went shopping. She bought a lot of clothes in various styles, including T-shirts and shorts that Tilan rarely bought. At noon, she had various cold drinks and ice cream desserts on the roadside. In the afternoon, she had someone deliver the things back to the residential area. She continued to the front of the cult's base and found someone to teach her the ancient axe and hammer techniques. She also fought with the cult's masters. The fighting field was covered with gravel.

In the evening, she asked the people of the Inquisition to make a hacking program for her so that she could hack into some ordinary electronic devices at any time. After giving them a list of requirements, she gave them two bags of gifts she bought in the morning, including a dress that Themisia had tried on.

In the early morning, I continued to surf the Internet and found classmates I had not had much contact with before. Some of them were sarcastic and quarrelsome, some were caring and gave me a lot of money as gifts, and some notified the people in the court to find the problem with this guy and put him in jail.

I slept for 4 hours and woke up at 9 o'clock on the third day. After breakfast, I lay in bed watching TV shows and eating some snacks. At this time, Heshia finally woke up and took over the body.

Even with Tilan's usually stable temperament, she couldn't help but clench her fists and want to scream at this moment.

Take a deep breath. You can't do this. Your image has already been ruined. Shouting and screaming will only embarrass you.

After a while, Tilan slowly opened her eyes. She first looked at the snack crumbs scattered on the bed and the fruit plate placed directly on the bed. Then she stood up carefully, sorted these things out, put the fruit plate back on the table, and poured the rest into the trash can.

The personal terminal that was playing the TV series was turned off, and the small electric fan was taken off the bed and placed on the table beside her. After doing all this, Tilan lay on the bed again, as if telling herself that everything that had happened in the past few days was just a dream.

"It's not a dream, Tilan." The voice of Themisia came again in his mind. Even though he couldn't see her face, Tilan could feel that she was smiling.

"My sister is so annoying." Tilan pulled up the quilt and huddled inside.

"Ahahaha, you also have your defenses broken sometimes. I thought you were the kind of good girl who never gets angry."

"Anyone would be angry. It's obviously my body, but it was used to do so many things that ruin my image. I don't know how to explain it later."

"What's there to explain? Just do what you want to do. You live a very repressed life, taking care of others every day but rarely thinking about yourself. I'm here to help you unlock the shackles."

"Ah, stop talking, let me sleep for a while." Tilan closed her eyes and hid in the quilt, wanting to take a nap and forget the memories she had just recalled.

"Okay, okay, go to sleep." As Tilan said this, he heard Themisia's laughter in his mind again.

I really want to teach my sister a lesson again, but unfortunately she has no body now and I can't fight her in my mind.

After sleeping for more than an hour, it was noon. The personal terminal placed on the bedside table rang a reminder sound, and then Tilan fumbled to open it and read the message.

It was sent by the court staff, saying that the things she had requested before were ready.

What is that? The girl tilted her head slightly and thought for a moment. Oh, that’s right, it’s the hacking program and equipment that Themisia mentioned, right?

After hesitating for a few seconds with her finger on the screen projection, Tilan finally clicked it and dialed the number.

……

"Well, that's all for now. I'm in my room."

Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Tilan changed into a simple black dress that was slightly more decent, went to the living room, opened the door, and let several plainclothes court staff in.

The three of them nodded and greeted each other first, and found that Tilan was a little different today. Although it was difficult to describe it in words, it was as if she had become a different person. Her temperament was much calmer and less sharp than a few days ago.

Standing opposite the sofa, three members placed a small metal box on the coffee table and opened it, revealing the props inside. One was a pair of light red glasses with a slightly girlish feel, a thin silver bracelet, and the other was a small and delicate lightsaber handle.

"Ms. Heshia, these are three items we specially prepared. This pair of glasses comes with a high-precision scanning device and a micro AI that can automatically analyze the information and situation of the object the pupil is focused on, and project the corresponding data to the retina. The ear frame is equipped with a simple neural sensing device. With your talent as a singer, it is easy to master it and use your consciousness to control the system in the glasses."

Picking up the light red glasses, Tilan tried to put them on, and then she felt a slight cool touch from her ears. Then she looked at the three people in front of her, and lines of data began to be projected on her retina.

Name: Paul dos Santos (pseudonym)
Position: Elite operator of Sandia Office (member of the Tribunal)
Occupation: Spirit subsequence 6, Tiksi neural network shuttle

Equipment: Menekara scanner, 'Hurricane' AI sensor, Bluemink small jammer, 'Magic Sound Y6702' dedicated network terminal, 'Stinger' breath-stealing lightsaber, 'Hidden Light Fir R-4' protective inner armor, four-pack automatic injection armband, 12 Ozores paralyzing ice needles, 'Black Walnut' fixed-point annihilation pistol, 'Red Jellyfish' shield generator.

……

Tsk tsk, he is just a member, but he has such complete equipment. No wonder people on the Internet say that the Inquisition is not easy to mess with.

Afterwards, several members asked Tilan about her experience using the system and taught her some simple functions, such as searching, automatically taking over some simple devices, interrupting and shutting down cameras, etc.

"Next is this bracelet." One of the members carefully took the silver bracelet out of the box.

"Although the glasses have many functions, they may not work well when facing some professional equipment or system networks with strong AI control. At this time, we need to use this plug-in direct connection interface." He input magic power and pressed one side of the bracelet, and then the silver bar ornaments on the bracelet separated, revealing the plug inside.

"There are three types of such plugs, which can basically adapt to most devices and connect them. The bracelet has a built-in T4-level hacker AI, which can be connected to glasses for control. It can help you crack many systems and gain management rights."

"T4 level AI?" Tilan thought about it.

"Yes, this kind of AI is enough to deal with most electronic devices on the market. Except for the key servers of some large and giant companies, which will be equipped with special network monitoring personnel, they can all be cracked."

"Generally speaking, although the performance of an enterprise's T3 AI is superior, most of its computing resources are on the system. If it fully fights against the invasion of a specialized T4 AI, the internal process will be stuck. Even if it is not destroyed by the invasion, most of its functions will be paralyzed."

"This is the limit of personal portable AI. Above that, they are all large AIs, which often occupy a large area and are difficult to carry around." "This last lightsaber is also customized according to your requirements. When it is activated, it can form a silver marrow rush with extremely strong cutting ability. It can even cut a hole in the outer shell of a mecha."

"Also, regarding the transformable penetrating machine gun you mentioned earlier, we have already negotiated with several military industrial enterprises. They will deliver samples in about a week."

Ah, this. Tilan blinked and wanted to return the goods, but she didn't say anything.

"No rush, let's leave it like this for now." She originally wanted to say a few words to thank them and then send them away, but she felt it was inappropriate.

After all, Themisia had treated people to big meals and given them some benefits a few times before, so I can’t be too stingy now that it’s my turn, right?

"Thank you, but I have to go out today and may not be able to treat you to dinner. I'll give this to you. It can help you calm your mind and stay awake at the critical moment." Tilan thought for a while, took out three small transparent crystal cubes and placed them on the table.

Just like the rhythmic crystals that purified the environment before, these three crystal cubes were also the product of her power. They could keep people conscious and avoid being disturbed by illusions, while also having the effect of resisting mental shocks.

"Tsk tsk, you are even more generous than me. How much did I spend on treating them to a meal? If you sell these crystals, they will be worth hundreds of thousands of federal coins. You are such a silly sister who doesn't know how precious things are." Themisia's voice sounded in his mind.

"Okay, stop talking. Just go to sleep in the depths of your consciousness." Tilan blocked out Themisia's voice.

Three plainclothes officers from the Tribunal carefully and curiously took the crystal cube, put it into a portable container for safekeeping, and then left.

After receiving the three pairs of glasses, Tilan put on the bracelet and put the lightsaber into the gap in space for safekeeping.

Afterwards, Tilan went to the bathroom to take a hot bath, and then continued to sleep on the bed. She did not wake up until around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, her mental state was much better and her consciousness was clear.

She stood in front of the dressing mirror, did some simple hair styling, tied up her thick black hair with the fan pendant hairpin bought by Themisia, then put on some lace-up sandals before going out.

This time she wanted to meet Philuselin again. After all, she was not in a good condition that day and did not have time to think about many things. In addition, instead of looking up the massive amount of information in the cult, it would be better to ask the saint directly to get the understanding faster and more convenient.

At the end of July, it was summer in Santa Casonas with hot temperatures. In the evening, the weather turned cooler and more people appeared on the road.

To be honest, if she hadn't come to the Granso star field, she would never have heard of the Order of Saint Casonas before, but from the information sent by the Inquisition, this place is indeed very important, even like a living fossil.

Tilan had a vague feeling that the federal government might be trying to suppress religious forces.

The Four Primordials are the most influential faith in the Fourth Era. If allowed to develop, they will affect the political framework of the Federation, which is founded on the singing girls.

Coming to the Water Temple again, after showing the black crystal pendant, all the cult members along the way respectfully let him pass, and even two God-Forbidden Knights escorted him.

Still in the prayer hall under the base of the statue, Tilan met Philuselin, but this time she was not praying. Instead, she was standing quietly under the huge portrait waiting.

"You're here." She opened her eyes and let Tilan find a seat to sit down.

Then she came to Tilan and they sat side by side.

"Is there something you want to ask me?" Before Tilan could speak, the other party already knew.

"There are many." Tilan took the situation seriously regarding the saint possessed by an angel.

"Is Philuselyn the incarnation of Lady Sifnerian?"

"Yes and no, I have merely inherited some of Her Highness Sifnaileen's power," she replied.

"I see." No wonder she restrained herself so much. The battle that day could be said to be the most uncomfortable one in Tilan's life. It was difficult for her to display her various abilities and skills, and even the ability of the singer could not be used.

After calming down a little, Tilan continued to ask: "Can you tell me more about the angel container? I once got some information from my sister. She said she met a mysterious church member..." Tilan talked about Themisia's experience at that time.

After listening to it, Philuselin's expression changed rarely, her brows slightly frowned, as if she was worried about something.

"If that's the case, Heshia's sister may have encountered another branch of the cult, but their relationship with us is very bad. You can say that we regard each other as heretics." After saying this, she sighed and continued to explain.

"Heshia, do you think it's a good thing for God to exist in the world?" She looked up at the beautiful angel in the portrait.

"It depends on the situation. If it's a civilization still in its infancy, having God's protection should be a good thing," Tilan replied.

"Yes, that's what Her Highness Loran Hill thought back then, so she is also called 'The Wings of the Eternal Cradle'."

"But the four original beings finally chose to sleep. This is because human civilization is no longer a child. We create new races, destroy everything, and reshape the world at will."

"A civilization that has gradually become independent will not allow the existence of 'gods' above its head. Even if they are good, conflicts will erupt sooner or later."

"So, the Four Primordials gradually fell into a deep sleep and left this world, taking with them a group of angels and witches."

"But just like a child who leaves home for the first time, without the protection of his parents, something bad will happen. The chaos of the Fifth Era broke out."

"After thousands of years of war, countless casualties, and the destruction of many planets and habitats, human civilization has finally been rebuilt and a new order has begun to be established." Philuselin narrated with her eyes closed.

"People began to reflect. Among the believers of the cult that worshipped the Four Originals, some still adhered to the principles left by the Four Originals, but others did not think so. They hoped to awaken the Four Originals from their slumber and allow civilization to return to the protection of the Four Originals."

"So the cult split up. The two sides fought each other in the temple, and the angels that descended and possessed each other also tore each other apart. We, the conservatives, won, but it was a pyrrhic victory. The split group took away many holy relics kept by the cult, including the angel prototype embryo that was preserved back then. It was the body container prepared for the four original angels."

"These embryos were prepared by the transcendents of the glorious era. When only His Highness Luo Lanshier was born, one of them was used. The other three His Highnesses did not obtain bodies and are still pure souls."

"Originally, these prototype embryos were stored in the ruins of the Sun Throne in the center of the Milky Way. In the Fifth Era, in order to prevent these angel prototype embryos from being used by the Dark Suns, the cult sacrificed a large number of personnel to transfer and hide them. They have been kept secret ever since, but unfortunately they were lost in the end due to civil strife."

"They should be the ones who have contact with Sister Heshia. They should have seen some possibility in your sister."

"I can't guess what happened next. After all, we have been separated for thousands of years, and they have been hiding in the dark."

Is it stuck again, Tilan thought. Fortunately, she didn't have too much hope in the first place. It was already a pleasant surprise to know so many secrets from Philuselin.

It seems that back then, my sister also learned part of the truth through another branch of the cult, and felt that only if she merged with it could she be considered a flawless angel or singer.

There are a lot more pieces of the puzzle, but some are still incomplete and need to be learned from another split sect.

It would be great if I could find my dad. I don't know how he got my and my sister's embryonic cells. It doesn't seem like a legitimate way. I might even be hunted down by another cult.

After learning this, Tilan didn't have anything else to ask for the moment. She then looked up some historical materials from the end of the Fifth Era and the beginning of the Sixth Era, looked at things other than the official records of the Federation, and then went back.

The summer vacation is only two months long, and she cannot leave the central star field for too long. Moreover, staying here for too long will cause some political problems. No matter what, the cult is a product of the "previous dynasty". In the current official history of the Federation, "Flower of Golden Flame" Isenissa is the most noble and great figure.

That’s all for the investigation into her background. In the next few years, she will focus on being a singer. Once she becomes stronger and has enough manpower, it will be easier to search for intelligence.

This is just like playing a game. The opponents who are extremely difficult in the early stage can be easily killed in seconds later when their levels and equipment are higher, without any skills. She has always preferred this kind of steady development gameplay rather than taking risks every time. After all, life is not a game that can be restarted countless times.

After sorting these out, Tilan felt much more relaxed and could sleep well tonight.

“Although I’m still a little unhappy about what happened that day, I’m still very grateful to Philuselin for answering so many of my questions.” The girl expressed her gratitude and then said goodbye to the flaming-haired saint.

After Tilan walked away, the saint in the hall responded in a low voice.

"Twin angels? It's getting more and more confusing."

(End of this chapter)