Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1152 Is this a very important person?
Carson Borg is a man racing against time, with his own life at stake.

But in this desperate gamble, he was invincible from the beginning, because his opponent was a coward who cherished his life, but he dared to put his life on the scale to measure how much chips it could bring him. The so-called victory is a reward for the brave. For a person like the former Night God Roglia, not to mention Carson Borg's disdain for him, I'm afraid even Mitch and Kadora have no fear of him.

Some people become confused after their faith is shattered, while others become more determined. Grayhill Eagle is undoubtedly the latter.

Ling Ge looked at the confident expression on his face, and for a moment he felt complicated. He wanted to say something, but he felt that it was inappropriate to say anything at this time. What he recalled at this moment was the advice given by Bai Ye and Xinuo to him. The former told the young man with cold words that he had to become more ruthless and it was best to regard all kindness as something that could be used. Only in this way could he fight against reality; the latter whispered in Ling Ge's ear during the hug, hoping that Ling Ge would become stronger, because only a tenacious heart could get out of mourning and sadness and become your strength to fight against reality.

If the courage of the Grayhill Eagle is the confidence for him to step onto the gambling table and gamble with fate and win, then for himself, do the so-called coldness and strength have the same meaning? The young man couldn't say for sure. After all, he had lost the survival rules he had been accustomed to for the past twenty years. Those experiences had shaped him, but also bound him. Now he wanted to verify it again.

He opened his mouth and said, "If--"

Carson Borg looked at the young man in confusion. The word "if" seemed to contain infinite possibilities. Destiny was both unknown and predetermined.

"What if we help you?" Linger said what he was thinking truthfully: "As you can see, the power of the Holy Goddess Cult is not that great, but at least it can provide some necessary support to the Ash Guerrillas, from intelligence to supplies. Although it may not necessarily play a decisive role, at least it can make your cause more successful."

Carson Borg's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, but it quickly disappeared. He hid his emotions very well and asked the young man with a smile: "This is of course very good, but you also have your own things to do. Why do you stay here and help us? I don't think it's out of sympathy or pity, right, Pastor Ling?"

He hinted at something. The young man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Of course, one of the purposes of our coming to the East Continent is related to the Creation Goddess Church you just mentioned. I think you should have guessed that the relationship between the Holy Goddess Church and the Creation Goddess Church is not only similar in doctrine, but in fact, it should be said that they are of the same origin. For some reasons, we must contact the believers of the Creation Goddess Church and even attract their attention. But with our current weight, I am afraid that even if we successfully establish contact, we will not have much say, and we cannot be sure whether they will believe me, so..."

"So, you want to improve your reputation by supporting the Ash Guerrillas. It would be best if the Ash Guerrillas can succeed and liberate the entire Ansus region. In this way, when you come into contact with the believers of the Goddess of Creation, you will have a greater say?" Grayhill Eagle pinched his chin, thinking: "We are the bargaining chips in your hand, and perhaps the only bargaining chips, Pastor Ling?"

His words were really cruel. The young man was not willing to use "chips" to describe his partners, but when he thought about it carefully, there was really no other more appropriate word. Besides, Carson Borg's expression was unusually serious, so after a little hesitation, Ling nodded and agreed with this statement.

For some unexplainable reason, Solomon widely publicized the deeds of Ling Ge and his group in the East Continent, and even vaguely recommended them as the only candidates to fight against the united cult. This was certainly a hidden danger, but it also created a lot of reputation for Ling Ge, making him believe that if he tried to contact the Goddess of Creation, the other party would not refuse. But not refusing is one thing, how to gain the other party's trust, and even make them believe that the seven girls including Saint Xia Liya are the reincarnations of the seven saints in the past, that is another matter.

His deeds in the Western Continent were too far away and mixed with water, so they were not enough to serve as evidence, but if they could support the Ash Guerrillas in liberating the Ansus region, it would undoubtedly increase his credibility. At least before contacting the Goddess of Creation, it would not be a big problem to contact the new rebels in the Atorica Province and the successor of the hero Ian, Sheri. If he missed this opportunity, he might still find another way to gain the trust of the other party, but it would only waste more time. After weighing the two, it was not such a hasty decision to delay in the Evernight Forest.

"Hahaha."

Carson Borg couldn't help laughing, shaking his head as he laughed: "You are really not a very good negotiator, Pastor Lingge. If you reveal your cards too early, you will suffer in the negotiation. But -"

"In fact, I don't have any more cards, so I can accept this condition." He smiled and held out his hand to Ling Ge, saying seriously: "Please give me more guidance in the future, Pastor Ling Ge, and everyone in the Holy Goddess Church."

Linger also extended his hand, but before shaking it, he couldn't help but ask one more question: "Don't you suspect we have ulterior motives, Mr. Carson?"

"My vision of God is not very good, so I was deceived by that guy; but I think my vision of people is not bad." Grayhill Eagle said, his eyes fixed on the young man's face, and said word by word: "I am sure you are not the kind of person with ulterior motives, Pastor Lingge, because you are not suitable."

Not suitable...what kind of reason is this?
Lingge didn't understand, but still reached out his hand and shook hands with him.

"I hope that in the future," he said, "I will not betray your trust, Mr. Carson Borg."

……

After reaching a preliminary cooperation intention, Carson Borg said goodbye to Lingge. He had to go back and discuss with Regina and others about the specific operation of this matter and how to act afterwards. Lingge also needed to think about a question, that is, what kind of help can Yunjing Sky Island provide in this war? Is it auxiliary or decisive? If it is just to provide supplies and intelligence, it is undoubtedly the former; but if either Shino or Yieta is willing to join this battle, I am afraid it will not be so simple. Shino's combat effectiveness is needless to say, and Yieta controls the huge air combat unit of Yunjing Sky Island, which can play a great role in the war. However, what are the opinions of the two of them? Lingge feels that he needs to ask a few questions.

Of course, more importantly, he should inform others about this matter first. At this point, Linger had to admit that he was a bit arbitrary and made the decision without even discussing it with his companions. I don't know why, maybe he was infected by Carson Borg's beliefs. The man reminded him of Rochelle, but the two were different. The walker of the Fertile Soil Sect died in the farthest place from the earth. The young man still remembered his exhortation or warning before his death.

When we returned to Tianxin Church, the game area was still lively, full of long-lost laughter. But Mitch was no longer obsessed with the battle game. He and his good partner Kadora were playing a game in which two muscular men armed with magic guns bravely broke into the enemy base. He probably thought the enemies in the game were Axis soldiers, and he pressed the buttons with extra force every time. Shemy kept yelling at him to be gentle, saying that if Alice got angry one day, I wouldn't speak for you.

Although he was not seen, the deterrent power of the genius player was obvious to all. Mitch really restrained himself a lot, but he still rushed forward, leaving his partner far behind. Kadora was not in a hurry. She probably didn't like playing such a bloody and cruel game. She had too many real battlefield experiences. Why should she continue to fight in a virtual game? With this idea in mind, she played casually, chatting with Shemi while playing the game. She was quite interested in asking about Miss Alice and asked Shemi why she was so afraid of her. The little fairy's secretive attitude aroused her curiosity even more.

As for Metien, she actually replaced Mitch's position, and was manipulating the handle and buttons, and was in a fierce battle with Leticia. But perhaps the top students were not very good at games, so her operation could only be described as unsightly, which made the opponent, the little bat, very entangled. She didn't know whether she should show the ethics of a game player and defeat her friend openly, or should she take into account the sincere friendship between the two sides and secretly give her some water? It was so entangled. Then, while struggling, she found that her character had somehow fallen to the ground, and the big word "KO" appeared on the screen.

"Eh?" Leticia blinked before she could react.

"Great!" Metien raised her hands and cheered, her face flushed: "I won, Leticia!"

So that's how it is. Fate has already made my choice. The little bat couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Then Sister Livia came out from the kitchen at the back, holding a plate of freshly cut kiwifruit and pomelo fruit (a specialty of Sky Island, once praised by genius players as something that only Pokémon eat, although no one knows what Pokémon are), and said gently to the children: "Everyone, take a break and have some fruit. Ah, Lingge, you're back, do you want some fruit?"

"No." Ling Ge shook his head: "Why are you here, Miss Livia...ah, sorry, I think I asked a stupid question."

He realized that Livia had already been a nun of Tianxin Church and had even received the baptism of the Holy Spirit - that is, she had converted to the faith of the Goddess after being recognized by Metien. Strictly speaking, she had a higher status than himself, the former resident pastor.

"It's okay." Livia seemed to be amused by the young man's words. Her sea-blue eyes curved and she said with a smile, "I came here with Xiao Xia. She was a little worried about Metien's condition, but now it seems that we don't need to worry about it."

Saint Shalia?

Ling Ge was slightly startled, and subconsciously asked: "Then where is she?"

Sister Livia seemed to have expected him to ask this question. She pointed to the kitchen with her eyes and replied, "Xiao Xia is washing fruits with Gloria in the kitchen. She is also responsible for cutting the fruits. But she doesn't look very experienced. I think you'd better go and help her. Lingge, please call Gloria out for me. She has been busy for a long time and it's time for her to take a break."

"Yes, really?"

Ling Ge always felt that Sister Livia's smile was strange, as if she had deliberately sent everyone away to create a private space for him and Saint Xia Liya. Could it be that she also saw that he had something important to discuss with Saint Xia Liya? This should be the case. After all, she is the son of the True Spirit Sect. She is indeed more sensitive and considerate in this regard.

"I understand. I'll trouble you to take good care of Metien and the others, Sister Livia."

Linger nodded slightly and was about to walk towards the kitchen. He suddenly stopped walking as if he had remembered something. He turned around and asked, "By the way, Miss Livia, you look very happy today. Can you tell me a reason?"

Ever since she met him, the nun has been smiling all the time. Although she used to be gentle and kind, her emotions were mostly restrained and she would not express them so obviously. Could it be that something worth celebrating happened?
"Hey, don't you know?"

Sister Livia looked at Lingge in surprise, as if she was looking at a child who had just learned that one plus one equals two. She was surprised that he would struggle with such a simple question. "Of course it's because of you, Lingge."

"what?"

"Because you restored Metien's spirits."

The nun glanced at the pink-haired girl who was sharing a fruit platter with other children of the same age, her eyes full of love and tenderness: "Metien is actually a very sensitive child. She is always sad for the sadness of others. Although it is not visible on the surface, in fact, she has been very distressed in the past half month and does not know how to face reality. It's just that she is very strong and does not want to make others worry, so she deliberately conceals it. I always hope that she can cheer up and return to her former appearance, that cheerful, optimistic and hopeful child, although she is always sad for the sadness of others, but also happy for the happiness of others. It's a pity that I have no way to enlighten her, and I don't even know how to start. Only the person who knows Metien best in the world can guide her out of such a haze, that is, you, Mr. Lingge. But, you have been distressed and sad for the past half month, Lingge? We all know it, and it is precisely because we know it that we don't want to force you."

Linger and Metien, this pair of siblings are like the barometer of the Cloud Whale Sky Island. Their moods always affect the moods of others. This may not be their original intention, but it can only be explained by the fact that they both have an incredible power that can infect people's hearts and convey emotions.

Sister Livia retracted her gaze, tilted her head towards the young man, and said with a smile: "However, it is great that you can cheer up now and help Metien cheer up. This makes me very happy."

"From now on, please shine brighter, Lingge, and inspire people like the sun. And no matter what happens, please don't forget how you felt today."

The nun's eyes were clear and her tone was sincere. She said word by word: "Because you are a very important person to Metien, to us, and even to those who have never met you."

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