Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 365: Is this what real fairy magic should be like?

Although he successfully convinced his eldest and second sisters, Xie Mi did not feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he was extremely confused, because the change in their attitude was too suspicious. They must be hiding something and not telling him.

But no matter how she tried to inquire, she couldn't get any useful information from them. The eldest sister smiled and said nothing, and the second sister was vague. They both treated her like a child, but she was obviously an adult! It was really annoying.

However, the little fairy's depression came and went quickly. As soon as she walked down the stairs, she put it behind her and replaced it with a proud and complacent look. She shamelessly claimed that it was under her bitter persuasion that the hesitant eldest sister and the stubborn second sister changed their minds and agreed from the original refusal. Therefore, 70% of the credit for this matter should be attributed to her, 25% to Metien, and the remaining 10% should be distributed to others by her mercy.

As for how this precise numerical ratio came about, she did not explain, perhaps because she was too disdainful to explain. Xie Mi has her reasons for what she wants to do, and you don't need to worry about it!
Lingge and Saint Xia Liya were skeptical about this, but seeing that the smiling Shesta and the helpless Xie Liya didn't say anything, they tacitly agreed with their sister's statement and just took it as true.

After making the decision, Shesta gathered everyone in the inn and announced the news to them. It was the first time that Lingge saw such a lively scene in the hall, perhaps even more lively than the scene at the banquet: magic potted plants filled the corners, flower stands and even chandeliers, rabbit gentlemen occupied the tables, chairs and all the space under the tables, stone guards stood in the kitchen with stupid faces and didn't understand what was going on, crystal deer spirits with huge antlers that made it inconvenient for them to move and could only lie on the floor, and the selected potion representative, the little sun who was dozing off with his flower pot.

In fact, the magical plants in the underground garden also wanted to come over and join in the fun, but if they were all let in, there would be no place to stand on the first floor. So this unreasonable request was naturally coldly rejected by Miss Shelia, and she only chose the little sun as their representative.

As for the criteria by which this representative was selected, you don’t need to be too clear about this matter!
In short, when everyone gathered together, Shesta announced this important news to them. The importance of this news was perhaps second only to the time when the Fairy Inn was founded one hundred and fifty-eight years ago, except that the inn did not have so many members at that time.

After the announcement, the response was indeed very enthusiastic. To Linger's surprise, the longing and yearning for the new environment seemed to overwhelm the reluctance to leave their homeland, so he did not see any sadness on the faces of these aliens. On the contrary, they were all very happy.

The rabbits ran happily on and under the table, making the old wooden floor creak excitedly. Some rabbits didn’t see the road clearly and bumped into the table legs, fainting immediately. The potted plant orchestra in the corner improvised Beethoven’s "Ode to Joy" to express their joy. Various utensils were also restless. Knives, forks and teaspoons collided with each other, and silver teapots and teacups clanged. The crisp and pleasant symphony was quite like smooth notes, mixed in the interludes of the music. There was also the little sun who was awakened by the noise and asked in panic, "What happened?"

The scene didn't seem like leaving the hometown where he had lived for 158 years, but rather like going on a trip - although there was nothing wrong with understanding it from this perspective, Ling Ge still felt a little uncomfortable.

As if she could see what he was thinking, Saint Shallia beside him whispered, "The Fairy Sleep Inn does have a long history, but the only person who has accompanied the inn through all the long years since its founding is actually Shesta."

Perhaps we should also add a Tree Lady, but she is no longer here.

Hearing this, Ling Ge looked at the proprietress's face and saw a faint smile on her lips. She was watching the lively scene in front of her gently, without any nostalgia or reluctance in her eyes. But what was she really thinking in her heart?

The proprietress noticed Ling'er's gaze, she looked back, then smiled and nodded to Ling'er.

……

For ordinary people, moving is a very troublesome thing, especially for a move of the scale of the Fairy Sleep Inn. If a large number of people are not hired to help, it will probably take ten days or half a month to complete. However, for fairies, this is not the case at all.

After the proprietress Shesta announced to everyone in the hotel that they were moving out of Rostin City, she did not ask them to pack their luggage, gather their furniture, pack their clothes, etc. She only asked them to stay within the range of the magic maze and not run around. Then she took Shelia and Shemi out of the hotel and appeared in the small park outside.

The remote little park was deserted, with thick piles of fallen leaves on the ground and benches that no one cleaned up. Only two or three gray-billed sparrows were hopping around the flower beds in the park, casting curious glances, which in turn provided ample cover for the moving operation.

With their transparent and colorless wings flapping and casting numerous spots of light, Shesta and Shelia floated in the shadow cast by the ancient plane tree. Above their heads was the colorful treetops of emerald green, fiery red and withered yellow. It looked as if spring, summer and autumn were all happening on the plane tree at the same time, and it was exceptionally bright and vigorous.

Unlike Shemy, these two traveller fairies who have completed their pilgrimage, even though they are still as petite as clockwork dolls, still give people a sense of unique maturity, like Shesta's elegance and tolerance, or Shelia's calmness and composure. The difference between them and Shemy can be seen at a glance. The proprietress and the bartender looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then stretched out their hands to the sycamore tree at the same time. A soft halo, filled with colorful brilliance, gradually sprouted from their delicate white porcelain palms, forming a series of dazzling rivers of light, pouring into the interior of the sycamore tree. The densely packed and flowing rivers of light seemed like the blood vessels of the tree, going down deep into the roots and up into the crown, dyeing the entire tree with a layer of sacred and gorgeous colorful shell.

As the colorful halo continued to be injected, incredible things happened: the ancient tall sycamore tree began to shrink little by little, but still maintained its original outline. Even the life breath inside was locked without any leakage.

"Is this... fairy magic?" Lingge was a little skeptical. Now that he was a magician, he could naturally sense that the magic power around him was undergoing amazing changes. It was gathering towards the sycamore tree at a terrifying speed, and there was a tendency for it to drain all the magic power in the surrounding area.

"Yes." Shaymi stood on Saint Shallia's shoulder and nodded seriously: "My eldest and second sisters are using fairy magic to shrink the plane tree and the hotel inside, so that we can move away easily."

Fairy magic can even do something like this?

Lingge originally wanted to say this, but fairy magic is indeed magical, it’s just that Xiemi’s usual performance is too unreliable, which lowers everyone’s impression of it. Now it is up to the proprietress Xiesta and the bartender Xie Liya to correct it.

Whether in terms of magic power consumption or visual effects, the fairy magic performed by these two adult fairy travelers was more than one level higher than Shemi's. Ling Ge even felt that even Miss Fialli after she transformed into a Nightmare, or Professor David when he didn't use the holy relic, could not compare with them.

In other words, Shesta and Shelia are actually very powerful, at least equivalent to Sequence 5 among human magicians, or possibly even stronger.

This makes sense. After all, he is a traveling elf who is over 200 years old and has completed his pilgrimage. He is not the same as a half-baked elf like Shaymi.

"I always feel like you've been thinking about something very rude?"

A certain half-wit looked at Lingge with suspicion, and the latter replied calmly: "No."

She was still skeptical, and only at this moment was she particularly sensitive: "Really?"

"real."

"I do not believe."

"..."

When the goblin insisted on asking for clarification, Shesta and Shelia had already released the goblin magic, and the colorful halo turned into transparent fragments and dissipated. The ancient tree that had stood for a hundred years in the small park had disappeared, and what remained in its place was a miniature sycamore tree that had been shrunk countless times and was almost the size of gravel. Even for the size of the traveler goblin, this tree was very small and could even be picked up with one hand.

That's what Shesta did. She flew over and picked up the miniature sycamore tree, along with the Fairy Sleep Inn inside it, and put them in a carry-on box. Then she turned around and said to Ling Ge and Saint Shallia with a smile, "That's it. Let's go."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)