"Since fate has gifted you this flawless gem, all you need to do is pick it up and express the most genuine and flawless wish in your heart."
Scenes from the past flashed by, and Tilan repeatedly recalled what the teacher said that day.
So it turns out that the teacher had told her the true usage of the singer ability at that ti and even asked her to gather my choir and chorus. Tilan was astonished at how important the Ghost Princess's words were back then, but unfortunately, she did not understand the true aning of those words at the ti.
No wonder Ores was able to quickly gain many 'Song Festival' allies. It turns out that the branches of the 'Saint Ingo Academy' scattered across various Star Domains exist for this purpose. Furthermore, thinking back, Isenisha, who established the Federation, was indeed a girl with Elf Bloodline, and it is likely that her influence enabled Saint Ingo Academy to open in so many Star Domains and rank among the top few.
Elves, Chants, the crown maidens singing for the World Tree, the world supported by the golden Double Trees—these series of terms and anings connect together, vaguely outlining the shape of the past world.
No wonder people often say that the culture and thoughts of the Sixth Era are directly inherited from the Third Era, bypassing the chaotic end of the Fourth Era and the darkness of the Fifth Epoch.
Erging from the water, Tilan surfaced, walking on the lake. With each step, the water in front froze into solid ice, while droplets of water fell from her body and lted back into the lake. When the girl stood steady again by the shore, her clothes and hair had beco fresh and breathable.
Reaching out her hand, a stream of air ca from the distant sky, carrying silver moonlight through the mountains. Countless mountain leaves rustled with a sound like a gentle song, awakening many sleeping animals in the night. So crawled out of caves, so erged from the grass, so surfaced from the water, all gazing at the silver moonlit sky above.
In the clear and cloudless night sky, a young silhouette stood with their back to the moonlight, palm slightly raised, fingertips pointing afar. Then, the flowing mountain wind gathered from all directions, forming a spiral, dispersing the cold mist above the pool until, finally, the cool moonlight shone into the lake, creating ripples of sparkling waves.
Gently placing her hands by her sides, her dress and hair floated slowly like a mythical celestial being, Tilan's eyelashes drooped as she looked at the lake below.
"I'm leaving now, teacher. Perhaps I won't return here for a long ti, and I don't even know if you can hear what I'm saying at this mont."
"Although I didn't study with you for long, I will never forget your teachings. Thank you for supporting when I was still weak and self-doubting, slowly allowing to see the grandeur and vastness of this world."
"As you said, humans are as free as the wind, bound by nothing."
"Now I have made up my mind to do what I must do."
"Farewell, Isaglin teacher, once the last Elf Queen, forever the Princess of the ice lantern flower." She was no fool; although the teacher never ntioned her identity, from those mory scenes, Tilan gradually guessed the teacher's true identity, especially with the iconic ice lantern flower.
When she walked out of the library of Holy Soccarnas, Tilan vaguely knew her teacher's true identity. Unfortunately, the teacher never gave her a chance to verify and ask.
Firmly rembering the scene of the mountain valley lake, Tilan leaped, passing through the gentle night wind in the mountains, returning to the campus of Yuanting Academy. After speaking with the teacher on duty again, Tilan boarded the shuttlecraft, leaving this place.
In the valley, the gentle breeze still blew, leaves softly falling, cold and quiet, until much later, faint fireflies appeared between the trees, slowly gathering by the lake to form a standing silhouette. She was clad in a classically luxurious dress, showcasing the flawless body of a woman, with an aura and composure hard for ordinary people to match; that tranquility, majesty, and gentleness—a perfect blend of diverse divine charms. My V#irt$u*al $ Emp&ir*e (M|V-|LE.1MPY&R) t^h-a n!ks. you for r&e-a#d@ing@ at the sou%rc$e.
"The child has grown so fast." She gazed at the cold, bright moon in the night sky.
"That fragile yet resolute look always reminds of that familiar person, who clearly understood everything yet refused to let go, harboring the last shred of gentleness that never dissipated, facing this world."
"I wonder what kind of world you will ultimately bring, or how many more tis human civilization will have to stumble before truly finding a path to the future."
"The chanical Council, Primordial Heart, Tree of Life Sect, Deep Sea Alliance, Cloud of Tracing, the ongoing conflict from the Twilight Era, still unresolved to this day."
She stood long under the moon, until her body again turned into tiny fireflies, dissipating into the night.
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Leaving the Northern First District, Tilan returned to Payin City, but unfortunately, Lady Isabella was not there today.
"The lady should be on the South First District side at this ti." Botis, also known as Yulanduoja, told Tilan of Lady Isabella's whereabouts.
"I didn't expect you to co back so suddenly today, I didn't even know." Yulanduoja now seldom works in the maid cafe, spending more ti traveling and taking photographs, learning and studying about the lives of Extraordinary Animals.
"Maybe I'll beco an independent animal record photographer. See, this is the new partner I found deep in the southern jungle." She said as she picked up the giant, hemispherical insect beside her.
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