Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1133 Isn’t it actually that annoying?
The night on Yunjingkong Island is as quiet as a silent opera. No matter how the cold and sticky black wind howls in the forest, it cannot touch this quiet place guarded by angels. Only a few crickets dormant under the primrose field, unaware that they have come to a place thousands of miles away from their hometown, still tirelessly vibrate the strings and make harmonious sounds.

Xie Liya carried a small basket and walked slowly along the ridge of the field, attracting a large number of light-seeking flying insects along the way. They flew around her silver hair, which was as thin and slender as the silk thread of a puppet, creating a lively scene. However, when the cold-tempered bartender stopped, they scattered and flew to the street lights farther away, as if they saw something more attractive in the orange-yellow lights, which were bright, warm, and a faint warmth.

"Yieta——"

Xie Liya stood outside the door and shouted at the closed door: "Big sister is calling you to go back for dinner!"

Beside the windowsill, the curtains printed with a pattern of seven-color primrose petals moved, then were opened, and a small white head popped out. The feathers by the ears trembled slightly in the night breeze. "Xie Liya, I'm sorry, I think it's fine for me to eat here..."

She spoke hesitantly and apologetically.

"Why?" Xie Liya tilted her head, and her neat bangs tilted down, covering her right eye. "Didn't you say it was lively and fun to have dinner with everyone in the hotel? Everyone is waiting for you, Xiao Xia and Ling Ge are here too."

"Y-Really? Did I say that?"

Angel's eyes wandered, and her tone was vague: "Maybe... yes, but maybe not, right? If I said that, it must be because I was very childish at that time... Yes, very childish! Now I am a mature adult, and I prefer to eat alone!"

Does anyone say that mature adults must eat by themselves?
Xie Liya felt that this was a lame excuse, but it was still a lot better than the truth. She couldn't just tell Yieta that the incident had nothing to do with her and that she didn't need to take all the responsibility on herself. This kind of comfort might make Yieta feel even worse. Because she knew that her guilt and self-blame were unnecessary, and she just did this to make herself feel better.

Recently, Yunjingkong Island has always been shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, as if it was going to rain. Xie Liya looked up at the dark sky and couldn't help thinking that maybe the lights on the ground could not illuminate the stars in the sky, so even if you have seen the stars in the universe, you will still be immersed in darkness after falling to the earth.

But the eldest sister also said that every time this happens, it is time for everyone in the hotel to play a role. They should use the most sincere greetings, the most thoughtful service and the most caring care, just like in the past in Rustin City, so that even those guests who are hunted by the night watchmen and the scales of order and have nowhere to go can feel the warmth of home.

Xie Liya came back to her senses, picked up the food basket in her hand, and gestured to the angel lady by the window sill: "Well, since you don't want to go back to the hotel to eat with everyone, how about letting me accompany you? You won't reject me, will you, Yieta?"

"Eh?" Yieta blinked: "Is it okay?"

"Of course." Shelia nodded vigorously.

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Shelia~"

The voice floated in the wind and was blown away. The little head had already shrunk back into the house, and Xie Liya soon heard a series of footsteps, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning. She was so excited. She really wanted to eat with everyone, and she knew she would be lonely alone. She had already walked out, but she had to go back...

Xie Liya thought, if it was Lingge instead of herself, would she be happier?
But then again, if it wasn't me but Lingge, maybe I could have helped her get over it.

pity.

That guy is not gentle at all.

……

"I think," the silence that seemed to sink into the deep sea was interrupted by a timid voice: "Mr. Lingge is indeed always very gentle and considerate of others, right?"

"Gloria shut up!"

Bai Ye rebuked mercilessly. This was a conversation between her and Ling Ge. When did it become the turn of a little fool to interrupt? The voice in her mind whimpered and silently shrank into the corner of her consciousness, not daring to say anything. The gray-feathered falcon perched on the girl's shoulder seemed to have sensed the open and secret struggles between its two masters. It felt that it was wrong to support either side, and felt deeply torn. In the end, it simply became a deserter, flapping its wings and flying away from its master. Amid the rapid sound of a rainstorm, more than a dozen feathers swirled in the air and slowly fell on Bai Ye's hair and shoulders.

The gray-feathered falcon circled under the church spire for a few times and found a suitable place to land. It seemed to not understand what faith and reverence were, and it landed directly on the palm of the goddess statue, with its clear blue eyes open, curiously looking at the two people looking at each other off the field, looking at Ling Ge for a while, then looking at its master, shaking its head back and forth.

"If I hadn't known you in the past, I might not have known you today."

Bai Ye gently brushed off the feathers on his shoulders, and said in a cold tone: "In the past, you would not mind testing and speculating on anyone as long as it was necessary; and you would not allow Metien to help them heal. You always protected her very well, as if only under your wings could she grow up healthily. Your style has changed a lot, but it is a change in the direction of weakness. I heard from Saint Xia Liya that you have learned enough lessons from that incident, but is the so-called lesson just to make yourself more soft-hearted?"

She walked down the altar, approached Linger step by step, and finally stopped just one step away from the young man. She leaned forward slightly, and her eyes, as sharp and alert as a cat, scrutinized every change in the young man's expression from bottom to top. The latter seemed indifferent to this forced scrutiny, and seemed to be calm about the warm breath so close to him. Gradually, Bai Ye's mouth curled up, and he smiled meaningfully.

"Don't hesitate any longer, Lingge." She whispered, "You should learn to be a little more ruthless."

The young man finally responded: "Like Solomon?"

"No, like me."

Her eyes suddenly turned cold. "If you don't know what to do, I can always give you some advice on how to use the trust of the Ash Guerrillas to continue to improve our reputation in the East Continent. Solomon praised you so highly, he must have some ulterior motive, but what he was urging, can't we also urging? The last Elf King, Green El, brought the followers of the Goddess of Creation across the ocean to the East Continent to continue the inheritance, that is, the so-called paradise town of Assyria. If we want to fight against the Witch Society, we must find Assyria and get the support of the Assyrians. But why should they support us? Just because we claim to be the reincarnation of the saint and the heir of the Elf King? No one is so naive, Lingge, so you need reputation, you need to turn Solomon's words into reality, and prove that you are the only one who can fight against the alliance of the cults, so that they will trust you wholeheartedly, follow you, and place all their hopes on you, instead of hesitating and wavering."

Bai Ye slowly straightened up, letting the warm but slightly burning breath move away from the young man's face. She looked up at the half-open church door, the direction where Carson Borg left, and sneered, "Isn't that guy the best chess piece? We don't even need to control his hatred for the Witch Society. We only need to give him a little guidance to help us achieve our goal. It seems that fate has landed us here, and it has pointed out the way forward. In this case, what are you hesitating about?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at the young man provocatively, as if waiting for him to say something weak to refute her. But Linger did not speak, but just reached out and wiped his cheek to wipe away the still warm breath, and then said calmly in a tone that made it impossible to hear his true emotions: "Thank you for your advice, I will think about it carefully."

Bai Ye had anticipated all his reactions, either a cold rebuttal or silence, but none of the expected situations mentioned the scene in front of him, so the girl felt annoyed for no reason and snorted coldly, "It's better this way." "Then," Ling Ge seemed to be unable to hear her little emotion and asked calmly, "From his performance just now, how many of his words are sincere?"

"hehe."

Bai Ye just sneered: "You, the good old man, made the right bet again."

It's 100% truth, not a single word is false.

Otherwise, why would she say that Carson Borg was a very suitable chess piece?
However, this was a bit of a slap in the face, so Bai Ye would rather die than say it directly, and he was too lazy to see the young man's reaction. He disappeared after saying this. The gray-haired girl's pupils were absent for a moment, like a vast fog without focus, until another consciousness gained control of the body, the fog in her pupils gathered together again, forming a gray ocean.

"Eh?" Gloria blinked. "Are you going back now? Not having dinner?"

Bai Ye in his mind replied sullenly, "I don't have the hobby of eating with idiots, fools, and nice people."

Gloria's first reaction was: "Who is the fool?"

I have already accepted that I am the fool.

This conversation was too childish, Bai Ye was too lazy to pay attention to her. Gloria waited for a long time but didn't get her answer. She couldn't help but mutter "ignoring me again", then raised her head and found that Ling Ge was still looking at her. She grinned and smiled as well. But unlike Bai Ye's mysterious, indifferent and fatal smile, this smile was very simple, or... there was a pure silliness in it.

"She ignored me." Gloria said with a smile, "Then let's ignore her. Let's go, it's time for dinner, Lingge! Ah, Xiaobai, come here too, I'll take you to dinner!"

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She turned and stretched out her hand to the statue of the goddess. The gray-feathered falcon Xiaobai cried softly, flapped its wings, circled in the air for a half circle, and slowly landed. However, it did not land on the girl's outstretched arm, but lay on her head, using her gray hair as a nest. After adjusting its position, it lay comfortably inside. If it was another owner, it would never dare to do this. This bird has always been very smart and knows what attitude it should show when facing different owners.

"Don't mess up my hair." Gloria just warned her, then turned back and smiled at Lingge, "Let's go?"

"kindness."

Linger turned around and took her out of Tianxin Church and set off on the road back to the hotel. Along the way, Gloria seemed very happy, humming an unknown tune while looking around, always wanting to let her sight pass through the lights on the island and see farther, to see how strange the black forest of the Evernight Woodland was.

She is always so carefree and never sad, perhaps because Bai Ye protects her so well.

Thinking of this, Lingge asked casually, "Gloria, how is your curse? Have you seen any signs of changing your identity recently?"

"It seems not?" Gloria tilted her head. Since landing on the East Continent, she lost her pirate identity, but she did not get a new identity, so that even the girl herself did not know what her identity was now. Maybe she was a girl with only a name, but no origin, no identity, and no background? However, she did not dwell on such details. As long as she could still be with Bai Ye, Ling Ge, Xiao Bai and everyone on the Sky Island, she was already very happy.

Lingge reminded him anxiously: "If there are any signs, be sure to tell us."

The situation in the area where they are now is very chaotic. It would be terrible if Gloria was randomly assigned a sensitive identity, such as a member of the Ash Guerrillas, or even a soldier of the 17th Legion.

"Yeah, I won't cause any trouble for you."

Of course Gloria agreed readily, and then asked excitedly: "By the way, Lingge, what kind of identity do you want me to become?"

This question... Ling Ge had never thought about it. After all, this was the influence of the curse, and it was not that Gloria could change into whatever he wanted. So he didn't know how to answer it for a while. Fortunately, Gloria just asked casually and didn't take it to heart. In contrast, what she really wanted to share with the young man was something else——

"Ling Ge, don't take Bai Ye's words to heart."

"Ok, I know."

"Although her words were hurtful, she actually told me secretly that she didn't dislike your gentle personality. Do you know what "not disliking" means to Bai Ye?"

"do not know."

Gloria smiled as cunningly as a fox, and Lingge shook his head honestly. At this time, Bai Ye had already sensed something was wrong and was about to forcibly take control of her body, but her other personality couldn't wait to give the answer: "It means I like it very much!"

The air froze for a while.

then.

"Glorious!"

Out of the young man's earshot, the girl's anger was burning.

Give me some meow