Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1265 Will there be a cruel time after all?

"Is Shino going to do something dangerous again?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Linger looked back and found that Alice, who had just been among a group of children, had sneaked out and was standing behind him, looking at Xino on the court with a strange and complicated look. She seemed to have seen through the truth, and although no one gave her a hint, Linger was not surprised. Although this guy was always careless, he could occasionally be particularly delicate.

He evasively replied, "I'm afraid it's not particularly dangerous to Xinuo."

"That's true." Alice thought about it. For the Victory King, nothing in the world could make her feel dangerous. No matter how powerful the enemy was, she would be the one who won in the end. Thinking about it this way, it really made people feel at ease to have such teammates, provided that there was no abominable curse: "Actually, the ones who are really in danger are us?"

She realized belatedly that victory comes at a price, and everyone on Yunjingkong Island except Xino could become the "price".

"Yes, so," Linger glanced at Alice: "Are you going to stop her?"

Just like the last time he stopped her from fighting the dark witch Carabosse.

Alice was silent for a while before she shook her head, her tone somewhat disappointed: "There's no need for that. I've understood that some things can't be avoided just by trying to stop them. If you're too persistent, it will have the opposite effect."

Last time, she stopped Xino from going to the battle, thinking that no one would be sacrificed, but didn't Themis from the heaven still leave forever? From then on, when Alice started the game console, she could no longer hear the cold voice of the girl with a hint of humanity. Victory always comes with a heavy price. This may not be a curse for Xino alone, but a curse for everyone from fate. Alice couldn't agree with what Tiantis did, but she had to admit that some of her views were quite reasonable, such as "wanting to get something without paying, wanting to grab something without letting go, wanting to change the world without the courage to face death, things like this only exist in fairy tales."

Unfortunately, this is not a fairy tale, but reality, more realistic than the witch of reality.

"If only my game console wasn't broken."

Alice said a little sadly: "If it wasn't broken, I could do what Xinuo didn't want to do instead."

Alice was very perceptive. She didn't know what mission Shino had accepted, but she knew that she would not like such a mission. This was normal. No one liked fighting, even if that person could win every battle on the battlefield. War was not a winner-takes-all game. The loser certainly lost everything, including his life, but the winner also slowly lost his precious wealth in the process. It was not tangible, but treasured in places that people could not see: emotions, humanity, hope, compassion, and a pure heart that embraced all of this and had never experienced war.

She rarely made such a sentimental sound, but Lingge did not comment, but just asked a question casually, which made Alice completely stunned: "If Xino doesn't like to do it, do you like it, Alice?"

The girl was speechless, her lips trembling, as if she was caught in a huge inner struggle.

"I," she said with difficulty, using a familiar tough tone, "Who said I don't like it? I'm a genius player. What we players love most is fighting. I don't care who I am, where I am, or what I'm doing. As long as I enjoy fighting, that's enough."

"But you are not a player." Linger looked at her deeply and said, "You are a real person in this world, Alice, the Fantasy King."

"..."

"I told you, you won't be able to fix the game console if you keep thinking like this."

"...I know." Alice muttered softly, "I know, but it's not that easy to change."

Although her existence as the Fantasy King was long enough to span the birth and death of the two worlds, and her time as a genius gamer was only a dozen years, less than a fraction of that time, it was strange that Alice recognized the identity of the genius gamer far more than the Fantasy Kingship. Perhaps because of this, the death of Celestial Themis made her so painful. The emotional imbalance and the broken fantasy made the game console on the verge of collapse, and it has not been repaired until now.

But speaking of game consoles.

Ling Ge suddenly asked: "Alice, have you tried to repair the game console recently?"

"Well..." The genius player's eyes were wandering.

Ling Ge understood at a glance that she had probably tried it but failed. This was human nature, and the young man did not intend to blame her for this, but there was one thing he had to remind her of, or rather, he also wanted to try it: "Don't try it for now, lend me the game console and cartridge."

Alice's eyes widened immediately: "What do you want to do, play games?"

Then why not use the game console in Tianxin Church? Or have you finally discovered the charm of the games handmade by Ai Guidance and decided to study them in depth?

"No." Ling Ge naturally couldn't tell her the real reason, so he just said casually: "I'm just keeping it for you so that you don't get too addicted."

Alice looked skeptical, but seeing that the young man remained calm under her gaze, she gave up the idea of ​​finding out what was going on. She took off the game console and cassette box that had been hanging on her belt and handed them to Lingge: "Okay, here you go."

When Lingge received the two things, he was still a little dazed: It was given to him so easily? I thought it would take more time to explain.

But the amazing thing is that after learning that the essence of the game console is her royal power, Alice has not paid as much attention to it as before, and her interest in games has also decreased a lot. Except when she plays with others, such as Lingge, she rarely experiences the feeling of playing games happily. Life seems to have locked up the talented gamer, and she, who once thought she would love games all her life, has suddenly fallen into a kind of burnout. Now when she is alone, she would rather tinker with the alchemy props that Rorona bribed her with, and rarely starts the game console.

This is how life is. You think you will love something your whole life, but in the end you realize that life is actually very long and there is no need to draw conclusions so early.

Linger stared at her for a long time before he quietly put away the two things and said, "Spend more time with everyone. If you feel bored, you can come here and take classes with the children."

Alice rolled her eyes. "When did the word 'class' appear in my dictionary as a genius gamer?"

After saying that, she walked away without taking Ling'er's advice to heart. When Xinuo finished talking to the children and returned to Ling'er, she happened to see her turning around and leaving. Her back looked a little arrogant and overbearing from a distance. She asked curiously, "Alice, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ling Ge thought for a moment and replied, "It should be the rebellious period."

Xino was speechless for a moment, thinking, except for the recent period of depression, when has Alice not been rebellious? You might even say that she has a rebellious personality.

But she had guessed what the two had just talked about, so she smiled at Ling Ge, her eyebrows curved like the crescent moon in the sky: "Thank you."

Ling hoped she wouldn't get a second chance to say thank you.

……

After discussing with Xino how to deal with the problem of enemy reinforcements, Lingge did not return to the hotel, but came to his office in the school. Because he had some important things to do, he had no classes to attend today, so he left them to other people to deal with, so that the office was empty and he was the only one there.

The afternoon sun shines through the glass windows and slants onto the wooden floor, as if emitting some kind of intoxicating aroma. The sound of teachers teaching and students reading aloud can be heard faintly in the wind. Since the school was built, every afternoon on Yunjingkong Island has been so lively, which makes the silence at this time particularly precious. The young man sits alone in the quiet office, writing a letter, and the tip of the pen spreads a rustling sound on the white letter paper, a bit like the sound of leaves falling on the ground.

He had a lot to write, such as informing Grayhill Eagle of the latest intelligence, so that he and the rebels could prepare in advance, so as not to be disturbed by the news that the enemy sent reinforcements, causing chaos in the army, or sending troops to block the reinforcements, causing the good situation to fall into a tense situation again. At present, the power difference between the rebels and the 17th Legion is still not that great, and it is better to put the precious troops on the main battlefield. As for the reinforcements, they can either be handed over to the Kingdom Navy or the allies can only serve on their behalf.

In addition, we must inquire with Regina about the quantity and batches of the next batch of aid materials. Although the rebels are not short of common materials after conquering the Iron Forge City of Bad Ain, some materials must still be provided by the ally Yunjing Sky Island; hint to the Countess to have more contact with General Franshande, and eventually we can get some information about the Crusaders through the intelligence department of the kingdom. Although Olvera's royal power is useful, it is not omnipotent, especially the commander of the Crusaders, the Witch of Strife Favrona, who has long known her abilities and must be on guard. Therefore, if we want to get information about the Crusaders, we have to rely on traditional intelligence methods; ask Mitch and Kadora about their recent situation, and implicitly persuade them not to fight too hard. This war cannot be solved by the sacrifice of one or two people. Tell them that the children you sent here are doing well in school and are very happy every day. They are also paying attention to your battles. Every time the battle reports from the front line are sent back, Ling will share them with them, so that they can also cheer and encourage the successive victories of the rebels...

Of course, he couldn't forget to care about his sister Metien. Linger believed that with Metien's ability and character, she must have won the trust of the rebels a long time ago. She was also fighting for her dream and trying to treat every injured person. He had no doubt about his sister's growth, so there was not much worry and admonition in the letter. He just cared about her daily life, diet, whether she went to bed on time, whether she felt tired, and if she was tired, she should not be stubborn and must have a good rest... and so on.

If you compare this letter with the previous ones, you will definitely wonder if they are from the same person? But it has been like this for a long time. The young man will only show his weakness, loneliness and sentimentality in front of his sister. Of course, maybe there are a few more people now?

I wonder what the person he misses and cares about is doing at this moment?

……

"...bandage his legs, lift him to the bed and lay him flat...check his breathing first, keep him conscious...No, the bullet penetrated his abdomen, the bleeding is too heavy, bandages alone can't stop the bleeding...Sister Livia, quickly give me the Type II hemostatic solvent in the medicine cabinet...ah..."

It is no longer needed.

The pink-haired girl stared blankly at the boy who had stopped breathing on the bed. Suddenly, she was at a loss. Blood flowed from her fingers, as if she had fallen into an extremely empty abyss, suffocating her. In the endless fear, two voices were screaming wildly in her mind. One told her that it was all her fault. If your medical skills were better and your reaction was faster, he might not have died. But the other voice said that it had nothing to do with her. Even if your medical skills were better, you couldn't save his life, because injuries of this degree would need to be solved by surgery even in the Western Continent where medical technology is more advanced. This is just a simple field hospital with few nurses, and it is not equipped to perform surgery.

So, he will die no matter what.

This cruel fact made the girl freeze in place, feeling the temperature in her body draining away with the blood in her hands. Even though it was not her blood, it was the fate she witnessed with her own eyes. Sister Livia saw that she was not in a good mood, and hurriedly called the girl's name several times, but she did not respond. Until Mitch, who was outside the room, could not hear the sound in the room for a long time, driven by a great fear, he broke into the room regardless of Kadora's obstruction, and hurriedly shouted: "Metien, Matthew, how is he..."

But he was suddenly stunned by the scene before him, and the words were stuck in his throat, like the abrupt end of a requiem, leaving only a meaningful fragment.

The girl in front of the bed slowly turned her head. Her face showed an expression no one had ever seen before, deeper than sadness and despair. She said so sadly, "I'm sorry."

"I didn't get him back."

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