Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 677 - 290 New Opening Ceremony

The new semester began, and once again, at the school opening ceremony, Tilan gave a speech on stage.

Tilan, a senior in high school, wore long, slender black stockings adorned with golden threads forming stars and moons. The black and blue layers of her skirt billowed above the fluffy white petticoat underneath, while the bodice of her dress was slightly fitted. Yet the cuffs were intentionally designed to be more voluminous, revealing the white silk edges of the inner lining. Her long black hair was neatly combed, and the iris-shaped hairpin at the back of her head glittered like a single-winged blue butterfly.

This attire was specially designed by a renowned designer for Edith Academy. Dressed so meticulously, Tilan was like standing on a stage with all eyes on her, looking down at the new students who gazed up at her in adoration.

It must be said that attire has a huge impact on one's temperament. Today's Tilan lacked the usual gentleness and tranquility, replaced by brilliance and confidence that commanded involuntary respect. If the freshman Tilan was the kind of beautiful girl who inspired tenderness, then today's Tilan was like a commanding sun, attracting the attention of many.

"...The world is not static, and anything that seemed natural in the past, with the passage of time and the evolution of circumstances, will slowly become outdated and needs to be reevaluated,"

"Many people, whether on the internet, in books, or in life, are eager to tell you many 'truths,' trying to make you believe in the 'reality' they speak of. These people often utter one or two seemingly profound and authoritative statements that make people feel enlightened. Yet very few discuss where these statements originate from, why these viewpoints were formed, the historical context and environmental reasons behind these 'views,' and the circumstances at the time they were established."

"Accepting such unexamined viewpoints too readily can easily lead to confusion and bewilderment, because you do not know which 'truth' to follow."

"One should never give up on independent thinking; there is no such thing as a sacred and unbreakable aura." Her blue eyes, as serene as tranquil sapphires, echoed her words in the hall, yet it was as if she spoke directly into everyone's ear, so clear and at the right volume. The songstress's ability was gradually becoming apparent within this young girl, and she was mastering it more skillfully.

"A hundred years have passed since Edith parted ways with Saint Yingo. Although we once shared a common origin, it doesn't mean we will forever agree. Everything relentlessly moves forward on the tracks of time. Changes in eras and environments render everything from the past non-existent, and there are no fakes or genuine items per se. Those who emphasize their authenticity only show that they, too, cannot produce more compelling evidence to prove their correctness and advancement."

"If one must conform to past forms to be considered orthodox, then all of humanity should devolve into ancient colonies, for that was the earliest form of life." Tilan paused slightly after her words, which carried a tone of irony she rarely used because it was impolite. But she wasn't dogmatic or rigid and knew that sometimes, she had to express her assertiveness.

"The Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain I envision is not the desert and dull place it is today. I know many people are longing for change, whether they're in remote, frigid regions, have relocated due to the decline of their hometowns, or are still displaced with nowhere to rely on."

"The story has not reached its end, and the chance to change everything, the seed, is still in our hands. Now, we hope it can be planted here and take root in the future, slowly prying open the sky filled with dark clouds and poisonous rain."

"This year, as well as the next few years, will be the most intense years of competition between Edith and Saint Yingo. Those of you who have enrolled at this time may have made considerable determination and courage. I know some students are still uneasy, and while it may seem hypocritical to say this, I still want to encourage you, hoping each of you can bravely and steadfastly continue on."

"I am Hexia Tilan, the current student council president of Edith Academy. In the next two years, I will also spend time with all of you." She then took a step back, sidestepped away from the lectern, bowed to the audience, and then lifted her head. Those light blue eyes were so clear and calm, seemingly holding an infinite power behind their gentleness.

After stepping down from the stage, this young girl walked through the crowd. Many new students couldn't help but turn their gaze to watch the Songstress Tilan pass by them. That fleeting moment, as her hair drifted past, seemed so dreamlike, leaving an enduring impression.

After the completion of the opening ceremony, the new students quickly integrated into this new environment. Compared to two years ago when Tilan enrolled, Edith Academy had changed dramatically, getting rid of all decadence and luxurious habits. The school's atmosphere was completely renewed, and the healthy competition and cooperation filled the whole academy with vitality.

However, although the campus was still peaceful, the outside world was different.

After a brief ceasefire in August, the dispute between the two factions became even more perilous. It wasn't just limited to business competition anymore; some extremist groups had started employing people from the gray areas to interfere with and attack their opponents, keeping them exhausted and causing many businesses and projects to collapse.

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The fight escalated; many security companies received numerous commissions during this period, to the point where there were not enough hands and teams. In light of this, many companies began establishing their own security teams.