Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 522: Is the old matter brought up again?

Lingge soon found out what Alice wanted to discuss with him.

It happened to be the evening after Metien reminded him. After dinner, he took his usual walk from the hotel to the small pond where he often stayed. Along the way, he saw that the road leading to the flower field had been paved. The winding wooden plank road extended towards the windmill tower. On both sides of the road were clustered vines and bushes grown by the stone guards with magic. They undulated along the road like two green ribbons. The leaves, which were half a palm thick, were tightly pressed together. When the wind blew, they raised layers of green waves, revealing small orange-yellow or dark red fruits on the branches, full of vitality and lush greenery.

On both sides of the road, there are lamp posts set up by the stone spirit guards at regular intervals. The kerosene lamps hanging on them are emitting warm, crystal-clear orange flames through the blurred glass walls. However, what is burning in the lamps is not actually flames, but a special mineral called firestone, which is a subspecies of fluorite. It only needs a little magic to illuminate for a long time. The light they emit is brighter than fluorite and covers a wider range, so it is very suitable for outdoor lighting.

The soles of my shoes stepped on the thick wooden boards, making a low muffled sound in the evening breeze. A few fireflies flew past my eyes, and the dots of light were like moss debris, drifting aimlessly. Looking beyond these dots of light, there were primroses all over the mountains in the distance, which looked colorful even in the night. There was also a white windmill tower standing deep in the hazy flying petals, and the wings like giant arms were slowly swinging, and the creaking and groaning sounds of ancient times could be heard faintly.

There are forests, hills, cliffs, a bright silver moon, an endless sea of ​​clouds, giant wings that stir up huge waves in the sea, cloud pillars that rise straight like chimneys, a gorgeous starry sky that is within reach when you raise your head, and a sky that is so transparent that it seems to reflect the ocean and ships in the sea below... Walking on such a road, it is indeed easy to mistakenly think that you are walking in the Wonderland of Oz in a fairy tale, and are about to follow a path covered with green grass, flowers and fragments of dreams to the end of the fantasy world, the destination of all incredible things.

This was already the best fairy tale. Even a great writer like Andersen who was an expert in this field could not have described it more vividly. So Saint Charlia's idea of ​​telling fairy tales to Leticia was wrong from the beginning - not because the girl was not interested in fairy tales, but because she felt that all the fairy tales in the books would not be better than the Sky Island where she was now.

Children are always more sensitive to this kind of fantasy life, and more perceptive than others, so maybe I should find a time to remind Saint Shallia how to understand the world from a child's perspective. Although saying this makes it seem like he understands the mentality of children, in fact, the only child he has taken care of is his younger sister, Metien.

If mental age is taken into consideration, Alice should be counted as one as well?
"Lin, Ge!"

Just as he thought of her, the voice of the golden-haired maid rang in his ears, and it was so clear that it was just like the real thing. But it couldn't be real, it was all his own illusion. How could such a coincidence happen in this world? Ling Ge instinctively resisted reality and turned a deaf ear to the realistic call coming from behind him. He walked straight along the road until suddenly a golden-haired head jumped out, blocking his way and glaring at him: "Hey, didn't you hear me calling you just now, Ling Ge!?"

This sigh triggered the other party's dissatisfaction again: "What do you mean by sighing? Do you think it is unlucky to see me here? Or -"

Lingge sighed silently.

It turns out that either it is realistic or it is real.

Ling Ge: “…”

An intriguing expression appeared on her face: "Are you actually shy?"

I really admire her imagination, she can always push the limits in the places she least expects.

He rubbed his brows with a headache and said, "Just tell me what you want to say."

"Eh? How do you know I have something to talk to you about?" Nonsense, when have you ever talked to me when you have nothing to do? You're either playing games or harassing Metien, or harassing Saint Shalia, harassing Olvera, harassing Ieta, or even harassing the lamb... I think you're the most idle person on this island. When Saint Shalia's classroom is built, I'll throw you in first to teach you a lesson.

Linger quietly established a transformation plan for Alice, and at the same time did not reveal that it was Metien who informed him of the secret. Of course, it was actually very easy for Alice to guess. After all, this matter was planned by the two of them, and no one else knew about it. Since it was not Alice who leaked the secret, it could only be Metien. Unfortunately, she seemed to have no patience to think about such a complicated problem, so she only struggled for a while, and soon put it behind her mind, and said to Linger generously: "Yes, I have something to talk to you about! Come, let's talk while walking!"

She forced herself closer, and so the walk for one person naturally turned into a walk for two. Ling'er originally planned to sit for a while by the small pond where he often stayed, but when he thought of the squirrels and other small animals that were frightened by Alice last time, he subconsciously changed direction and walked towards the flower fields of Iyetta, helping the simple forest residents to lead away a huge scourge.

As for the possibility of bringing this disaster to Yieta... well, he really didn't think that much. However, the white-haired country girl shouldn't mind it, after all, she and Alice were close friends.

Maybe.

The two continued walking along the road. Alice was a restless girl who couldn't even take a walk. She was very naughty and would fiddle with the vines and bushes on the side of the road, picking small fruits hanging on the branches and stems to play with. Occasionally, she would imagine them as cannonballs and launch them to bomb fireflies flying in the air. She trampled on the fruits of the labor of the stone guards unscrupulously, which was really abominable.

As a law-abiding citizen, Ling Ge naturally turned a blind eye and pretended not to see what the guy was doing. He continued the previous topic: "So, what do you want from me?"

When it came to business, Alice restrained her frivolous behavior, pretended to clear her throat, and then looked at Linge with a sharp gaze: "Linge, Sky Island is now flying in the direction of the Mindrias Empire, right?"

"You actually knew that?" Ling Ge was surprised.

"What do you mean? Never mind. I'm not angry. I'm not angry. Take a deep breath, exhale, exhale, exhale... OK, I'm back to normal. Then, let me ask you again, if we continue to fly at this speed, will we soon reach the coastal area of ​​Mindrias? I heard that the largest city there is the 'Sea City' Lotdana?"

"Well, so what?" Ling Ge answered casually, not understanding what she was trying to say in such a roundabout way.

"I read in the 'Land and Sea Area City Tourism Guide' that Rotterdana is the largest tourist city in the Land and Sea area, receiving more than 10 million tourists every year, and even ranks higher than Rostine City in the top ten livable cities. It has tourist attractions such as the Golden Beach, Lover's Reef, and Princes Harbor Lighthouse, more than 10,000 private inns, hostels or large hotels, and a Cheshire Maiden Street built specifically for tourists to shop... Is this true?"

"Well, it's true." Somehow, Ling Ge suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Alice's excited voice resounded on the newly paved wooden plank road, scaring away a few swaying fireflies, and even causing the moon in the sky to shrink into the clouds, reducing some of its bright moonlight: "In that case, let's go on vacation to Rotdana!"

Seaside holiday plan, start!
　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)