Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1275 Are you leaving?
Standing on the highest observation tower of the turbine carrier Nidhogg, you can overlook the entire sea level. If your eyesight is good enough, you can also see the coastline that snakes along the direction of the tide. There is no starlight tonight, and the moon is high and hidden, but the weather is still clear. The dark blue sea water is pushed up slowly by the wind, and when it hits the ship, it has formed a huge wave tens of meters high. For people on land, it is a natural disaster that can submerge dams and destroy houses, but it is not worth mentioning for this vast ocean and the majestic giant ship. It is just like the sea hitting the reef, making a hollow echo.

The Nidhogg did not even sway the slightest, as stable as if it was rooted in an underwater volcano. Favrona was still standing at the highest point of the watchtower, staring quietly at the direction of the sea level. As far as she could see, a tiny figure was crossing the sea, approaching the Nidhogg at an astonishing speed. The sea was torn apart, and the huge waves that were raised backwards did not fall until several seconds after the figure flew away, pouring out a loud bang, as if even the wind and sound could not catch up with the speed of that person.

One minute, two minutes... In just ten minutes, the man caught up with the Nidhogg, which was sailing forward. Although the latter was only sailing at a normal speed and had not yet started the turbo engine that could increase the power to the maximum, the feat of chasing the constructed mecha with mere manpower was still too shocking. If the operator in the cockpit saw it, he would be so scared that he would doubt his own eyes.

After approaching the Nidhogg, the other party did not intend to land, but continued to fly upwards, towards the watchtower where Favrona was. Only then did she slow down, allowing people to see clearly how she moved - not flying, but shuttling, shuttling between darkness and darkness. Wherever the night reached, it was where her hands and feet reached, and her will extended.

As far as Favrona knows, there is only one person in the world who can do this.

The person slowly stopped and landed on the watchtower. Her movements were calm and unperturbed, only the black hem of her skirt fluttered slightly in the night breeze, like a silent and lonely flower in full bloom.

"Sister." Favrona raised her hand and greeted her: "You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

She leaned over to look behind Carabosse, with a curious look on her face. "The transfer order said that you would bring a new fleet to fill the vacancy in the frontline. Where is that fleet? Why can't I see it? Or did someone at the headquarters misrepresent the military order?"

"They are moving too slowly." Carabosse replied simply, "I can't wait, so I set off first. You will see the fleet in Tukar Harbor in half a month."

In other words, she left the fleet behind by half a month.

"You are so decisive, big sister." Favrona leaned her hands on the railing and tilted her head. "But is it necessary to be so anxious? I heard from Tiandis that you didn't even have time to say goodbye to Eve and Timis. They must be very disappointed."

"Then let them learn to accept disappointment." Carabosse said calmly, "Because they will experience the same thing many times in the future. Leaving without saying goodbye is common sense in the world until they do the same themselves."

"Still so strict." Favrona chuckled, and after thinking of Eve's timidity, Timis's cowardice, and Lilisti's mischief, the laughter turned into a faint sigh: "But it really takes such strictness to make them make up their minds. We have already decided. If we hesitate at the last moment, won't the previous determination be in vain?"

"They're not hesitant, they're just not ready," Carabosse said.

She was the one who was harsh on her sisters at the beginning, and she is the one who defends them now, but Favrona does not think that Carabosse's words and deeds are inconsistent, because both are essentially based on the same emotion, that is, the responsibility of being a sister. A long time ago, there were two sisters who took care of these ignorant and confused girls, and they were both loved by their sisters, but now, that responsibility may have been divided, forming two different destinies.

"Are you ready, Sister Carabosse?" Favrona suddenly asked, using a title she hadn't used for a long time.

"It was done a long time ago." Carabosse nodded gently: "So, I'm going to do it now."

It was not suitable to do it before, and it would be too late to do it later. Only now was the right time, because those people were on this land, where Carabosse's eyes were fixed, that ancient, wild land full of blood and war. When they came, the real plan had already started, and there would be no turning back.

"How's the battle going?" she asked, turning around.

"Not very good." Favrona drooped her shoulders, and for some reason, she suddenly looked a little listless. "The troops stationed in the Ansers area are from the 17th Legion of the Mindrias Empire. The commander of the troops, Major General Andre, is... well, a very perceptive guy. He immediately judged that the difference in strength between the enemy and us was too great after the war broke out, so he chose to retreat and defend, and sent a request for support to me. A week ago, I sent a fleet to the Ansers area. Mr. Andre graduated from a regular military academy after all, so he should be able to hold out until the church's reinforcements arrive, right?"

Carabosse ignored the irony of her words towards General Andre and continued to ask, "Is it an armed fleet?"

"No, it's a standard support fleet, including a capital ship, two frigates, three support ships, and three troop transports."

"Other than that?"

"Besides that... there's nothing else." Favrona gave her a strange look. "Do you still think it's not safe enough, Sister Carabosse? But judging by the strength of both sides, this fleet already has the power to change the situation. The Ansus rebels lack naval firepower, and the Noah Kingdom's navy is suppressed by our navy in the Broken Sea area. I really can't think of any chance they have of turning the tables."

"Of course there is, but you just didn't take her into consideration." Carabosse said, walking to the railing, standing side by side with her sister, staring deeply at the distant sea, and even further than the sea, the precarious continent.

"she?"

Favrona was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon realized something, her expression changed slightly: "You mean, the Lord Knight?" "In this world, there are not many people who can change the direction of the war by themselves. Coincidentally, the Lord Knight of the Goddess of Creation is one of them. If she is determined to take action, this fleet alone is undoubtedly not enough." Carabosse said, his eyes slowly falling on the huge steel ship under his feet: "Perhaps, we have to count you and this turbo mothership together to have a chance."

Favrona remained silent. Although Carabosse's words were merciless, she knew that he was not belittling her, but was just stating the facts.

But she couldn't help but say, "Only if she really takes action. Before, when you and the Alien Philosopher intercepted those guys in the universe, the situation was so critical, but she didn't take action. Since she has concerns in her heart, it is impossible for her to exert the power of the Victory Kingship."

"Perhaps she doesn't want to take action, but someone doesn't want her to take action." Carabosse said calmly: "The knights of the Godafu family are determined. Once they make a decision, they will not easily regret it. Otherwise, why would she abandon everything and leave her hometown?"

Xino never thought of concealing her identity, and the power of the Witch Society in the secular world was exaggerated, so she quickly found out the identity of this generation of Lord Knights, including the identities of others - the angel of the windmill village of Avignon, the princess of the mirror city of Nereides, and the last descendant of Valenhild of the Bloodfang Clan. However, they did not want to make any fuss about this. Now that the practical plan had been implemented, other issues were nothing more than details and were not worth mentioning.

"Whether she doesn't want to or can't do anything, the result is the same." Favrona leaned on the railing, staring at the lights radiating from the cab and various towers, replacing the stars in the sky to illuminate the night sky, and said faintly: "After all, they are still so weak. They are clearly against our plan, and they are clearly determined to change the world. The reality of the confrontation between Order and Chaos is right in front of them, but they still refuse to accept it. They are unwilling to pay for anything, but just want a good ending. Isn't this a bit cunning?"

Carabosse glanced at Favrona. Perhaps only she could understand such complicated emotions.

"I remember," she said, "that you used to like her very much, and how gentle and thoughtful she was."

Carabosse didn't mention anyone by name, but both of them knew who she was talking about. Favrona lowered her head even lower, her voice a little muffled, as if she was buried in the quilt: "If I could go back to the past, of course I would still like her. But it's different now, Carabosse."

Now, they don't need sisterly affection, mutual understanding, or so-called tenderness and consideration. They just need to strengthen their faith and fight each other until one side wins and the other loses. Favrona once killed the Lord Knight with her own hands, and now she is waiting for the day when she will be killed by him. But to her disappointment, no matter how long it takes, those people don't seem to change.

They don't want to hurt anyone, and they firmly believe that even if they don't hurt anyone, they can still create a better world. Such thoughts make Favrona feel ashamed, because she knows that she can never be so optimistic; at the same time, she hates it. If you think you can do it, why haven't you achieved any results so far? If light and justice can really defeat darkness and evil, why didn't I get killed by you, and why didn't the Witch Society be destroyed by the Goddess of Creation, but the other way around?

Ideals and reality are always in conflict. Unfortunately, few people can accept it.

She closed her eyes in a depressed mood, as if she could feel better only if she could not see anything. Carabosse stood quietly beside her, letting the wind blow fiercely from above. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and together with the rustling hem of her skirt, she formed a kind of awe-inspiring and cold image. Even with her eyes closed, Favrona could still feel her loneliness. Since leaving the Heavenly Cathedral - strictly speaking, since she decided to break up with those people completely, Carabosse has been in this state. Whether she is alone or in a group, she exudes an extreme loneliness. No one can enter her heart, including her sisters.

Favrona knew that Carabosse and Tentis were both very lonely, but their loneliness was different. Tentis always thought a lot and talked a lot, but what she said was not necessarily the same as what she thought in her heart. She wore a mask all the time and said things that were not what she meant, as if she was on guard against everyone in the world, except occasionally in front of her sisters who were also girls, she would relax a little, but living like that was too tiring. Carabosse was even more obvious, she thought a lot but talked very little, and she had nowhere to confide her thoughts, which eventually brewed a loneliness that was enough to crush a person.

Why didn't she tell others? Maybe it was because I was too useless to share her burden.

If it's that person, then maybe it's possible, because she is very gentle and considerate, and will share any mood and any troubles with you...

"I'm sorry." Carabosse suddenly spoke, but this apology was unexpected. Favrona opened her eyes, her face full of surprise and confusion. The dark witch did not look back. She had a sense of déjà vu, as if this scene had happened a long time ago. When was it? It seemed that the man named Tumi returned to Mirror Star, but did not fulfill his promise, causing the distorted doctrine to erode the kingship. Favrona was tortured for this, woke up from a nightmare, and completely lost sleep? At that time, the two of them stood side by side at the highest point of the Game Command Company, just like now, overlooking everything under their feet.

The tall buildings, like huge glass trees, gather in silence; those memories that are too long ago, pass away alone.

"I wanted to say goodbye to you properly, but I didn't expect to make you sad. I'm sorry, Favrona."

Carabosse said, her figure gradually becoming illusory, as if she was about to merge into the darkness. Only her voice was still clearly and ethereal, echoing: "Don't learn from me, Favrona. If you want to leave in the future... remember to say goodbye properly."

"Wait!" Favrona shouted subconsciously, "Are you leaving, sister?"

"Yes. I am worried that the Lord Knight might attack that fleet, so I will go over to check the situation first. You should pay more attention to the battle situation in the Ansers area. If you have the strength to spare, send two or three more reinforcements to ensure that everything is safe... Also, no matter what news you hear, don't be impulsive. You still have your own mission, wait, and then go and fulfill it."

"I'll be waiting for you."

The sound was blown away by the wind and lost in the distant night.

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