Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 934 - 78: Three Songstresses in History

The months-long special training began.

On the first day, Idrylia led six people to an underwater venue at the school, where the sky was a transparent layer of lake water, with many fish swimming within.

"First, try using your Talent Ability to guide these fish. When you can arrange all the fish in the lake into a symmetrical and beautiful rose pattern, you'll be considered qualified." Idrylia set a challenging goal right at the start.

The sound travels through air, then through glass, then into water—it weakens significantly along the way. Moreover, the guided fish, though they have weaker Soul Consciousness and are easily influenced, have limited intelligence. Commanding them with precision requires considerable effort.

At a glance, the lake contained thousands of large fish and tens of thousands of small fish, divided into various groups with differing habits. Their swimming postures and speeds also varied, making it difficult to command them collectively.

A sense of apprehension rose within the group, but they dared not show it in front of the songstress mentor.

Next, they began separate training sessions. Idrylia would inspect each individual, observing and addressing their particular challenges.

Hexia was currently in one corner of the underwater venue, attempting to use her voice to remotely control the fish. Since it was her first time guiding so many targets, especially fish, her performance was somewhat unpolished.

The situation was similar for the other songstresses—each faced various issues to varying degrees. If one had to be singled out for performing best, it would be Shui Yanqing, who seemed to control the fish effortlessly.

This likely stemmed from the Talent brought by the Guāng Lín Species. This "new species," when originally created, borrowed heavily from the genetic makeup of mermaids, resulting in a strong affinity for marine environments and aquatic creatures.

The training was monotonous—endless attempts, savoring subtle differences, and searching for possible improvements. The lack of immediate positive feedback at times could be disheartening.

Unknowingly, the morning had already slipped away.

After lunch, the six rested in the venue's lounge. It was hard to imagine that the Federation's most significant figures—six songstresses—would share floor mats for a nap.

Hexia stared at the ceiling's glass panels, watching the fish swim above. Slowly, she closed her eyes and felt the soft brush of warm breaths near her arm. Turning her head, she saw Ores sleeping beside her.

The Ice Elf Songstress, with her snow-like silver hair, possessed a rare beauty in sleep. Her usual pampered demeanor was gone, leaving her looking tranquil.

The others were similar. Prin lay sprawled out, one leg pressing against Audrey beside her, who hesitated to move it for fear of waking Prin. Blanchi slept soundly on her side, arms crossed. Shui Yanqing, however, remained awake, half-sitting, looking at a small box in her hands—likely containing old photographs or journals—with a hint of longing in her eyes.

"Many people show their true selves only when they're asleep." Tilan suddenly recalled this saying. She smiled, wondering how she looked while asleep from others' perspectives.

It seemed that Deloris and Efnie had taken plenty of photos of her in the past. If there was an opportunity, she thought she might ask them for a look.

As her thoughts wandered, Hexia leaned against her pillow and slowly drifted off.

In the afternoon, Idrylia entered the lounge, her fingers brushing the blue strings of condensation in the air, the melodic chimes waking everyone.

"Alright, time to wake up, children."

She exited the room, instructing the six to meet her in the hall in half an hour.

After refreshing and waking up, the six gathered at the location where Idrylia was waiting.

"This afternoon will be slightly more relaxed. I'll show you iconic performances by past songstresses, including moments of great success as well as those that fell short for various reasons. Learn from them as a cautionary tale."

"Yes, teacher." The six replied in unison.

"Follow me."

The group followed Idrylia to a quiet immersive viewing hall. Entering the Immersion Cabins one by one, they gradually found themselves transported into archived film scenes, where they could see each other as though stepping into another world together.

The curtain slowly raised, revealing a vast venue packed with tens of thousands of spectators, their eyes filled with anticipation directed toward a golden stage. Amid the backdrop resembling a boundless Star River stood a songstress wearing a silver shawl and blue dress. The floor beneath her was gray and desolate, as though she stood on a planet in outer space.

"This was 237 years ago, the songstress Yin Yao Mingke, Tyshina Sha, performing 'Star of Homeland.'"

As a pivotal moment arrived, the live orchestra comprising thousands began its grand symphony. Majestic music traversed time and space, rising steadily. Even the introduction alone delivered tremendous impact, erasing all stray thoughts. In that instant, every cell, every notion was immersed in the ascending song, surrendering to tales that spanned time and history—stories of rises and falls, emergence and fading.

Time seemed to cease. When the group gradually awakened from the song, half an hour had passed, yet their minds felt as though years had gone by.

The curtain slowly fell. The songstress's silhouette, standing against the solitary Star River backdrop, faded from sight.

As the scene quieted to a halt, Idrylia's figure appeared before them.

"Wasn't it overwhelming? When I first witnessed such a scene, I was equally shaken. Back then, I had just started as a songstress—just as green as you are now. But at that time, Yin Yao Mingke, Tyshina Sha, was already a Sunshine-Level songstress."