Alice in the Land of Steam

Is Chapter 1033 based on emotions?

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Hearing Saint Xia Liya's answer, the girls cheered quietly, feeling that they had found a good pastime. If conditions allowed, they would even be willing to stay in the place called the planetarium for a whole day until Sister Carabosse got impatient. However, Xino, who was more delicate in character, noticed something unusual in Saint Xia Liya's words, and she asked, "Aren't you going with us, Xiao Xia?"

This sentence immediately silenced the happy girls, and they all looked over, especially Lilisti, who made the suggestion. There was a hint of uneasiness in her beautiful cherry pink eyes. She was worried that her naughty behavior had made this good-tempered elder sister angry, and that was why she didn't want to play with them.

"Ah."

Saint Shallia stood up from under the tree, holding a book in one hand and gently brushing the dust off her skirt with the other hand, and said softly: "I have something to do, so I won't be with you for a while. It has nothing to do with you, Lilisti."

The last sentence made Lilisti feel at ease and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Xinuo asked, "What's the matter? Do you need our help?"

Saint Shalia shook her head: "It's not a big deal, I just need to return the book."

This was a storybook she had borrowed from a library in the city. The return deadline was approaching. Although strictly speaking, no one would hold her accountable, Saint Charity felt that since the rules were already written on paper, she had to abide by them so that she could set a good example for her sisters.

Leticia, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly said, "I'll go with you, Sister Xiaoxia!"

She raised her head and looked at Saint Shallia steadily, her eyes were serious and focused, making people reluctant to refuse.

Saint Shaliya asked her, "Don't you want to see the stars?"

Lilisti beside her also laughed, rushed over to hug her head, rubbed it twice in her arms, and said coquettishly: "That's what I mean, Xiaolei, if you don't go to see the stars with us, I will be very lonely, okay?"

Xiaolei... Leticia's mouth twitched, and she tried to break free from her embrace, but failed. She could only reply expressionlessly: "I'm not interested in the stars. I want to listen to more fairy tales from Sister Xiaoxia. Snow White is very interesting. There should be other more interesting fairy tales, right, Sister Xiaoxia?"

"Well, next time I'll tell you the story of Sleeping Beauty." Saint Shallia reached out and stroked her head: "But you should go with Lilisti and the others to see the stars. I can go by myself to return the book."

Leticia stopped insisting and just looked up with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "I'm young, you can't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you." Saint Xia Liya smiled slightly: "Go ahead, but be careful. Also, remember to tell Carabosse not to play too late. I will bring you back for dinner before dark."

The girls naturally agreed, and then, under the leadership of Xinuo, set off towards the building called the planetarium that Lilisti mentioned. Saint Shalia stood there, quietly watching their backs walk away, gradually disappearing in the bright afternoon sunshine. Only the sound of their laughter and playfulness was still echoing, and through the cool breeze blowing through the branches, it could be vaguely heard -

"Xiaolei really likes fairy tales. She is still a child after all."

"Don't call me Xiaolei."

"Don't you like this nickname? Then I'll call you Leilei?"

"No!"

"Hey, why is this happening~ I'm so sad! Sister Xinuo, can you help me talk to her too!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, Lilisti, let Leticia go first. Stop hugging her all the time. She's not your doll... Wait, you can't hug me either."

"Tsk, so stingy! Then I'll go hug Sister Lorena!"

"No, no, Sister Rorona, stay here and help me make the magic mirror and the poisoned apple!"

"Oh, I seem to be very popular. I'm a little shy, ok?"

It has always been like this, noisy, but also very beautiful.

……

Saint Shallia didn't look away until their figures completely disappeared at the end of the square. But she didn't prepare to return the storybook in her hand as she had said before. Instead, she stood there quietly, listening to the rustling of insects in the wind, which seemed a bit ethereal in the deserted afternoon. Was it the cicadas in the trees or the crickets in the grass? Their voices sounded full of a certain harmonious rhythm, which reminded Saint Shallia of the singing of mermaids in fairy tales, which was equally dreamy and beautiful.

She suddenly raised her head and said in the direction where no one was, "Are you there?"

No one answered, only the branches and leaves were rustling in the wind.

The girl's long green hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and under the golden sunlight, each strand was as bright and clear as a string. She didn't seem disappointed about not getting a response, and she still stood there waiting, as if she had to wait until the other party was willing to respond.

If her sisters had not left and had seen this scene, they would have been very surprised. Because in the past, Xiao Xia, whom they thought was gentle and kind, had indeed done similar things many times: asking questions to the air, talking to herself in an empty room, or looking back while walking, as if someone was following her...

To be honest, it sometimes made them quite frightened, especially Olvera who liked to read all kinds of messy books. Her face was pale at that time, and she kept muttering strange words like "ghost", "vengeful spirit", "paranormal events", etc. She had to have someone to accompany her when she went to bed at night, otherwise she didn't even dare to enter the room. In the end, it was Carabosse who stayed in her room for a few days before he helped her cure this symptom.

Theoretically, there should be no intelligent life in the Heavenly Temple except for the Young Queen, so who exactly Saint Shallia is talking to is something worth pondering. The only good news is that every time she asks this question, no one responds. Over time, everyone regards it as a quirk of the eldest sister and ignores it. Just like this time, it should be the same as before, with no one responding. Saint Shallia may choose to give up.

However, facing the wind coming back from the square, the blue-haired girl did not retract her gaze as usual, pretending that the feeling just now was just an illusion, but still stared at that direction seriously, making sure that her judgment was not wrong. There was indeed a person hiding there. She had been observing herself and her sisters for a long time. It seemed that she had no ill intentions, but for some reason, she was unwilling to show up.

However, today was different. Saint Xia Liya had an inexplicable premonition that today, that person would be willing to come out and meet her.

Is this a revelation from fate? At this moment, Wang Quan, the young girl who controls the law of fate, couldn't help but think.

Suddenly, the sunlight twisted.

As if dazzled by the sudden bright light, Saint Xia Liya subconsciously blinked her eyes, and then she saw a petite girl walking out of the void. Her appearance was very familiar, with long silver hair and golden eyes, which made Saint Xia Liya think of her as the most important person in her life. However, this thought was fleeting and she quickly threw it out of her mind, because although they looked similar, their temperaments were different. Her mother always had a gentle and amiable smile on her face, but the girl in front of her was extremely calm, as if nothing could affect her emotions and make her expression slightly moved.

Just like a doll.

Petite and cute.

Saint Xia Liya couldn't help but think of this, but soon realized that this thought was not very polite, so she quickly suppressed it in her heart, and then whispered hello to the girl who suddenly appeared: "Hello, are you finally willing to come out and meet me?"

Themis looked at the cyan-haired girl with complicated eyes. She saw her expression reflected in her eyes, which were as pure and transparent as a green lake. She looked much calmer and colder than she remembered. The girl's lips moved slightly, but the first words she said were not a greeting, but a question: "Do you know who I am?"

"I knew."

Saint Shallia said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Before Mother fell asleep, she mentioned you to me, but she didn't say anything too specific. She just said that you are...shy, and you will only appear in front of us when you are willing. She also asked me to take good care of you."

Mother, fall asleep... The girl lowered her eyelids, a sad look flashing in her eyes.

"Can you tell me your name?" Saint Xia Liya didn't notice her emotional changes and said in a friendly tone: "My name is Saint Xia Liya. Although you should know my name and the names of others because you have been secretly watching us, right? However, Karabos and the others didn't seem to notice your existence. I didn't tell them because I didn't know what you were hiding. I hope you don't mind."

Mind... Themis in heaven has never had this kind of emotion. A long time ago, she was like an ordinary girl. She learned to lie, conceal, cry, and have all kinds of emotions. But after experiencing some things, she slowly forgot them. Now when she recalls them again, she can't help but feel that things have changed and people have changed.

She opened her mouth, but because she hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, she seemed a little dumb: "My name is Celestial Themis, and I am..."

It's your sister.

The words got stuck in my throat and I couldn't utter them.

Themis of the Celestial Realm felt that she was not qualified to call herself a sister. Although her mother had placed such high hopes on her, she had been hiding behind the scenes for so many years because of fear and confusion, and had never dared to show up and truly fulfill her responsibilities as a sister. In comparison, Saint Charia did a better job. She took her sisters to play, told them stories, and occasionally indulged their little willfulness. She was so gentle, amiable, and trustworthy. Isn't that what a sister should be like?
"Are you okay?" Saint Xia Liya asked cautiously, "You look very unhappy. Did I say something impolite?"

Themis of the Celestial Realm glanced at her and shook her head, "It has nothing to do with you."

He did not deny that he looked ugly.

Saint Xia Liya didn't seem to notice the hidden meaning in her words and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great."

The girl was silent. It seemed that this was the first time that she had such close contact with someone. Looking at her face, listening to her voice, she felt that she had a very special temperament. Indistinctly, she overlapped with a certain girl with black hair and black eyes. What a strange association. Obviously, the two people have completely different personalities. Why do I feel that Saint Shalia and Tiandis are very similar?
Perhaps it was because the two of them had a keen intuition. She was the core of the control of the Heavenly Temple and held all its authority. If she deliberately hid her whereabouts, theoretically, she would not be discovered by anyone except her mother. However, Saint Shallia could often detect her breath and even accurately determine her position. It was incredible. It reminded the girl of the time when her mother left Eden. When she occasionally hid in a corner and was in a daze, she would be found by Tiantis and said lightly, "Don't be in a daze, come back to work with me."

No matter where she hid, Tiantis could find her. It was like telepathy.

The girl was often amazed by this, but she never expected that many years later, she would see the familiar shadow again in another girl with completely different appearance and personality, and feel sad for it.

If it is said that Tiantis repeatedly communicates with me based on some kind of emotional core wrapped in indifference, then what is the reason for Saint Xia Liya? Is it the royal power of fate? That is indeed very special. Mother once said that time and fate are the two most incredible forces in the universe, because they are not concepts, but the state of concepts. Life can never master these two forces, but only has the qualifications to contact and guide them. Therefore, the royal power of fate is better to be called the royal power of guidance - she always guides people and herself.

It may not lead you in the right direction, but it is definitely the direction you most want to go.

"You..." The girl asked hesitantly. This question was not the result of rational thinking, but was the product of a momentary impulse driven by some strong emotion. It contained many emotions that she herself could not explain. Was it anticipation? Or trepidation? Perhaps a little bit of both: "Can you always see me?"

"Yes."

Saint Xia Liya was a little surprised, as if wondering why she asked such a matter-of-fact question, and then she laughed out loud, her beautiful lake green eyes curved into crescents, exuding a warm breath like spring: "You are right here, how could I not see it?"

For a moment, the girl's heart seemed to be hit by something. She stood there in a daze, her mind blank, with only one thought: As expected.

It's based on emotion.

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