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Jiang Kehan noticed that the terminal screen that appeared in front of everyone was responsible for coordinating internal traffic. Of course, in the world of the British Empire, it has a real name.
—Nova, meaning the most selfless instrument.
Jiang Kehan turned her gaze away from her surroundings and looked again at the huge screen called Star Harbor.
The screen's two adjacent walls are like a thin veil, or a barrier spanning the universe, towering and resolute.
The map above shows detailed information about the major "cities" of the British Empire, as well as possible landing locations.
All you need to do is find a city that you like, a city far more vast than any galaxy, and then submit an application to enter it with your spaceship.
"You've turned your external defenses into so-called starports?"
Jiang Kehan asked her terminal with some curiosity, as Angelite's information assistant had become her guide on this journey.
"Yes, if needed, this place can also serve as a port for the British Empire's external struggles," the information assistant replied affirmatively.
Jiang Kehan scratched her head, feeling somewhat wistful.
But this did not prevent her from choosing Albion, the city where Angeli lived, the second political center of the British Empire.
As for why it is the second political center?
Before Angeli moved here, this was just an ordinary small city, which could not compare to the British capital.
However, in the modern era, the relationships within each empire have become quite good.
After Angela Terry settled here, another great figure in the political arena, Sherlock Mikkelsen, also moved in.
Now look what's happened! A small city has gathered the greatness of the entire British Empire. If it doesn't rise, who will?
After making her choice, Jiang Kehan mobilized the entire Starry Sky Claw to plunge into it.
This was still the most magical teleportation she had ever experienced.
The whole process is like crushing the gap between two-dimensional and three-dimensional space and then brutally throwing it into the selected specific location.
Jiang Kehan even felt that for a moment she truly became a paper doll.
Moreover, compared to previous teleportation methods, this one is more like an airdrop. It just throws the item without caring whether anyone is there to meet it at the destination, which is very crude.
Therefore, Jiang Kehan looked slightly confused when she opened her eyes again.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, she suddenly wondered if she had been thrown back to Pingjiang.
The familiar atmosphere and the witches coming and going were almost identical to the witch city she used to live in.
But when Jiang Kehan looked up, she denied it.
Because in the sky, there are no more floating islands, only the sharp edges revealed by countless vast buildings.
"Is this Albion?" Jiang Kehan asked the information assistant.
“Strictly speaking, this is merely a private reserve separate from the nobility,” the other party replied.
"Private plot?" Jiang Kehan was taken aback and couldn't help but ask in return.
"Yes, madam, unlike the places you once lived, the city on which the sun never sets is mainly composed of three parts."
The information assistant filters out a large amount of valuable information for Jiang Kehan as a theoretical reference, allowing her to understand it in detail while also providing concise explanations.
"The territories belonging to the nobles are the beating heart of every city. They produce more than 90% of the resources and constantly siphon off the resources of other residents."
"The common territory belonging to the entire British Empire is like a constantly flowing blood vessel, maintaining the connection and exchange between the various territories."
"At the same time, the vast majority of the alien races also grow up here until they reach adulthood and join the appropriate noble territories."
"And, unclaimed, a private plot reserved to accommodate outsiders like you."
Private plots are somewhat similar to the concessions that Jiang Kehan understands.
However, unlike the concessions, the British Empire simply left this land to its own devices, allowing other imperial witches to build it according to their own ideas when they came.
Jiang Kehan felt a sense of familiarity because the private plot she was in was built by the Great Hua Kongdu Witch.
As for why they were so generous?
Well, generally speaking, the greatest danger that witches can pose is precisely themselves.
Instead of worrying about what amazing weapons witches from other empires might build here, it's better to just use our own land to gather them here.
It's always easier to monitor a group than a simple individual.
However, these were all decisions made during the imperial era. In modern times, the concept of "private land" is more about showcasing the empire's friendliness and magnanimity.
So, is this considered part of Albion's city center? That remains to be discussed.
Jiang Kehan said she understood everything, so she called Ai Lier to her side and gave her some serious instructions.
"I'm afraid that most of the time, you and Starclaw will be stuck here."
"The things I'm going to be involved in most of the time will require me to stay outside. If anything happens, remember to contact me using the terminal."
"Remember, I will be there for you when you need me."
Ariel nodded, then pulled Solita along to comfort Jiang Kehan.
When they arrived, Jiang Kehan told them the main purpose of their trip.
She came to the Sun Never Sets not for a vacation, but to use the environment here to embark on her own great path step by step.
Whether it's a competition, a dance, or participating in other activities, there's only one purpose.
Jiang Kehan needs to constantly prove her strength and subdue countless arrogant witches. She knows what she needs to face in this.
Fortunately, this time, she was not alone.
"Thank you for your hard work, Kehan. We will take good care of the territory while you are away."
"Ailier said, then stepped forward and straightened Jiang Kehan's collar, before looking her in the eye seriously.
"However... no matter how hard it is, don't forget to rest."
"That's exactly why we've come."
Solita nodded, a hint of worry in her eyes. To be honest, she really wanted to follow Jiang Kehan and face the impending storm together.
But... she won't act willfully because of this. (Part 3)
Because of love, so profound, it was enough to make Solita see her own weakness and change regardless of the cost.
She had made up her mind. During this time, she would also keep up with the other person's pace and step into the true path of the Great Witch.
That would be the best time and the best way to express love.
Chapter 473 Who is the Conqueror?
As Jiang Kehan bid a somewhat solemn farewell to the two, a certain witch, who should have been awake long ago, finally opened her eyes, slightly frowning and rubbing her temples.
"Nova, what time is it now?"
Angela asked, somewhat confused. She took out a glass of water, brought it to her lips, took a sip, and then slowly leaned back against the headboard, letting out a long breath.
"Also, please draw back the curtains for me."
Refreshed by the clear water, Angela was fully awake. She looked at the dimly lit yet somewhat empty bedroom, which resembled a palace, and a rare smile appeared on her face.
"I have an important guest today who needs my personal attention, so I can't be late."
The doll maid, who had been standing silently by the bedside, glanced at Angelie and responded in a cold tone.
"It is now 8:09 a.m., you are already late, madam."
"After ruining dozens of my alarm clocks."
Despite her complaints, Nova still drew back the curtains for Angelie, letting the morning sunlight—no, it was already late morning—shine in.
The golden hue, carried by the fresh air outside, climbed onto Angela's silver hair and reflected in her gradually bewildered face.
"You...you're joking with me, right?"
Angela covered her face, trying to deceive herself.
“You know very well that although I really want to kick you, unfortunately, that is classified as an unacceptable behavior along with deceiving you.”
Nova's tone was full of regret, and it sounded very sincere.
The puppet, sharing the same name as the core of the "Sun Never Sets Terminal," flashed countless data points representing information in its eyes, offering a reminder.
"Ms. Jiang Kehan has already gone here alone. If you still want to woo this gentle but determined lady, just like you taught me yesterday."
"Please take care of yourself, at least take a shower and cover up your dark circles."
Angela had a bit of a headache. She hadn't actually gone to bed late on purpose; she was just too excited yesterday and couldn't help but do two extra experiments.
She accidentally exhausted herself to the point of fainting, which led to the current situation that made her teeth ache.
"First of all, I'm not trying to seduce her, you understand?!"
"I just want to get to know her, then gradually communicate with her before deciding whether to go deeper into the relationship."
"Secondly, don't even think about bringing Jiang Kehan into my bathroom while I'm showering and messing with me!"
Nova showed a human-like regret and sighed with some pity.
"You're still on high alert today, sigh."
"However, remember to compensate me for the damaged alarm clock, which I bought myself with my own savings."
Angela glanced sideways at the loyal but mischievous doll who took pride in tormenting her master, and felt somewhat weary.
But no matter what, the trouble was brought upon himself, so he has no choice but to bear the consequences.
Nova is a rare doll of the level of a great witch, and her actual strength has even reached the half-step end.
This is probably the most unique and powerful doll that Angelette could create in her entire life.
The reason she is called by this name is because her core is actually the "humanity" that was unexpectedly born from the terminal Nova of the British Empire.
The reason why dolls of the Great Witch level are so rare is that their creation requires consuming an existing heart to create a heartless doll.
To put it simply, behind every doll of the level of a great witch lies the death of another great witch.
Angeli therefore did not spread the method of creating them, because it was meaningless and worthless, and other witches would not learn it, so she simply did not teach it.
The dozen or so great witch-level dolls she currently possesses were all created by her personally, drawing upon the last wishes of those witches who, even after death, still wanted to follow her.
Nova was the only exception.