Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1080: A warrior who doesn’t know the consequences?

After chatting about some unpleasant digressions, it's time to get down to business.

Although, this topic may make everyone more unhappy.

"Although we have successfully arrived at the Holy Temple, many unexpected events have occurred, so we have not been able to achieve our original goal. From now on, I am afraid we can only rely on our own strength."

Saint Shallia's voice spread softly under the warm light of the chandelier. At this time, only her voice echoed in the hall. Everyone listened to her speech quietly, knowing that the most serious of the unexpected events she mentioned was the goddess's long sleep, which directly led to the failure of all their hopes. As Saint Shallia said, from now on, they can only rely on their own strength to fight against the Witch Society.

However, how easy is it to fight against the Witch Society?
Such a deep-rooted organization, with military, political, economic and other advantages, and a strong influence in the secular world, has been openly opposed to the Witch Society until now, but they still don't know whether what they see is the full strength of the society. It is like a giant beast looming in the fog, and the Yunjingkong Island under everyone's feet is just a tiny boat beside the sleeping giant. It doesn't even need to do it itself, just a tsunami when it turns over is enough to drown and swallow it.

"If you decide to go down this path, you can imagine how difficult it will be."

Saint Xia Liya said softly: "Sometimes it is easy to make a decision, but facing difficulties requires a different mentality. I know that everyone should have made the decision after careful consideration, but I still want to ask you to reconsider. Perhaps Tiandis's proposal is also a good choice. You stay in the Holy Temple of Heaven, and any war that occurs on the Mirror Star will not affect this place. Other than that, it is the matter of our girl's royal power..."

This was said to the three traveling fairy sisters, Countess Nevi and Sister Livia, because there was no need for them to be involved in this vortex that had nothing to do with them; as for Lingge and Medien, although they were not the girl kingship, one of them must be the golden apple, and the other would never stay out of it in order to protect the golden apple, so there was no need to ask, as Saint Shallia had long understood the determination of the brother and sister.

But Linger and Metien have things they want to protect, don’t others have the same things?
"I'm not the kind of old man with dementia who would leave his granddaughter to take risks while he stands by and watches."

Nevile looked at her granddaughter who was not obedient at all, and smiled softly: "Besides, I am not too old to fight, right, Leticia?"

The little bat frowned and nodded stiffly, not daring to utter a single "no". Whether questioning his grandmother's fighting ability or her age, it was a very serious matter, most likely more serious than challenging the Construct Mecha of the Witch Society alone.

Following closely behind the Countess, Sister Livia also expressed her opinion: "Now that Her Majesty the Goddess has fallen asleep, serving the only Holy Spirit and the kingship He left in the world is my mission in this life. Although I don't have any great abilities, I can more or less handle some complicated and trivial matters for everyone, so please don't mind."

"No." Metien said quickly: "Sister Livia is amazing, and she is also a believer of the goddess. Of course, she is an indispensable part of our Tianxin Church!"

The nun smiled at her, but she didn't feel relieved. After losing the soul of the Holy Son Gabriel, she only had magic power in her body, but actually had no fighting power. Therefore, as she said, she could only deal with some complicated and trivial matters if she stayed. But she couldn't let go of her faith, and she was worried about Metien, so she decided to stay with a thick face. The only thing she could guarantee was to try not to cause trouble to everyone and not to involve others to protect herself.

If the soul of the Son of God was still there, she could barely exert some power, right? But since the battle with the dark witch Carabosse, she could no longer feel the call of the Son of God Gabriel. It was not that Carabosse did anything, or that the Son of God Gabriel abandoned her - it should be said that it was just the opposite, she abandoned the Son of God. Because after learning about the artificial kingship experiment, Sister Livia not only questioned the teachings of the True Spirit School left by the Cursed Ring King Kenos, but also questioned the animist beliefs of Saint Tumi, which greatly shook her heart. If she hadn't seen Metien at the last moment, it would have been like seeing the real Holy Spirit. I'm afraid she would have already fallen into a faithless person, right?
The soul of the Holy Son Gabriel is maintained by the faith of the True Spirit Sect's followers. Since she is no longer a True Spirit Sect follower, she naturally has no right to use those faiths. But if one day, she really has to step onto the battlefield, will she still hesitate? In a place where no one can see, Sister Livia sighed silently.

"It's a little late to talk about this now, Xiao Xia."

Xie Liya followed up with a joke: "We are all on the same boat now. It may not be that easy to throw us off, right?"

Shesta thought so too, but she felt that her sister's attitude was a bit frivolous, so she glared at her secretly, then turned her head and said seriously: "If you hadn't helped at that time, I'm afraid the Fairy Deep Sleep Inn would have become another victim of the Night Watch and no longer exist. From then on, I have determined that you will be the eternal friend of the traveler fairy clan. Now, how can we watch our friends fight alone and remain indifferent, Xiaoxia?"

Saint Shallia smiled, then frowned slightly, looking worried: "However, your concerns are still reasonable. We are not the only residents on Yunjingkong Island. I think everyone should be given a chance to choose. Their ideas may not be the same as ours."

Everyone knew who the "other guests" she was talking about were. The rabbit gentlemen and the magic potted plants in the hotel, the magic herbs in the herb garden, the stone spirits and deer spirits who were responsible for taking care of the herb garden, the rotten wood demons who migrated here from the virtual root swamp, the aliens, fairies and monsters who followed Xino to the Cloud Whale Sky Island and were once blessed by the White Thorn Flower Family... They all chose to settle here because they longed for a stable home. But stability is about to be overturned, and turmoil is about to come. Instead of letting these residents of the Sky Island who are already peaceful to face the powerful and cruel Witch Society, it is better to let them stay and live in the Holy Temple of Heaven blessed by the goddess, avoiding the distant world, and naturally avoiding all disputes. With the care of Themis in the heaven, I believe that no matter how this turmoil ends, they will be safe, right?

Saint Xia Liya thought about it for a moment and agreed to the boss lady's request. This was also her original intention. Therefore, the boss lady Xiesta and Aoweila came forward to ask their opinions on the herb garden. The latter also had the relationship with Madam Shu, so it should not be difficult to persuade them. As for the aliens who followed Xino to the Cloud Whale Sky Island, the girl herself would naturally negotiate with them. With the thousand-year covenant of the Gustaf family as a witness, Xino hoped more than anyone else that they could avoid the storm and live a stable life.

After this matter was resolved, the atmosphere in the hall became dull again, because it was conceivable that when everyone set out on the journey again, this sky island would be much quieter than before. Ieta was probably the least happy person, because she liked the lively and happy atmosphere more than anyone else, especially when she was in the windmill tower room. Whenever she heard the singing of fairies, the chirping of birds, or the footsteps of someone from the primrose field outside the room, she would be excited and full of expectations. But now, they will all be far away from her. Although she knew in her heart that this was the best way, the girl still looked a little melancholy and listless, and even her wings drooped behind her, as if she was in the shadow where the light could not reach, covered with the dust of the past.

Lingge happened to be sitting opposite Miss Angel. He couldn't help but look at her more, wanting to say something but stopping himself. But before he could speak, Saint Shallia continued the previous topic and said, "I'm very happy that you all decided to stay. However, faith alone is not enough. We must find the right path to fight against the Witch Society. So I have discussed this with Lingge before - we both think that we should go to the East Continent to find a way out."

Eastern Continent?
This geographical term, so unfamiliar that it seemed to have never appeared in the concept, made everyone look at each other in bewilderment. At this time, Ling Ge also reacted from the moment of distraction just now. He nodded to the doubtful people, and then gently turned the ring that Lorena had made for him on his left index finger. The ring with a brass luster released countless soft rays of light, some straight and some curved, spreading across the long dining table in front of them, outlining and depicting a beautiful map print. In the print, there are two land plates of similar size, facing each other across the vast and tortuous ocean. They are the East and West continents in the broad concept of world geography - the East Difante Continent and the Sigiriya Continent.

However, the map of the Western Continent is obviously more refined. In addition to the outlines of land and ocean, it also includes geographical contour lines, water lines, national borders and important cities in different countries. The map of the Eastern Continent is much rougher, with only a general outline and no more detailed information.

This is because the person who made the map was not very familiar with the East Continent. Although the mirror elves of Nereids City originally came from the outer sea and had already migrated to the chaotic sea adjacent to the East Continent, Queen Amyra and Priest Andrew must have made this decision after consulting a lot of information. However, Princess Rolena, who had already decided to flee her hometown, did not pay much attention to this matter.

"Lingge and I both think that the East Continent may have the turnaround we want." Saint Shallia said softly, explaining to everyone why she and the young people chose it. Of course, it was because the West Continent was the base camp of the Witch Society, and their actions were difficult to continue; but it was also because the land of the East Continent had the hope they needed.

But what is there in the East Continent?
Even with the experience of the two elders, the Countess and the proprietress, they can only give some general impressions: a feudal and primitive country, barbaric and cruel extraordinary rituals, the birthplace of animism, a land where humans and aliens live together, and the birthplace of many ancient legends; and after entering modern times, there are more elements such as maritime trade, colonial wars, and anti-aggression, and of course, the secret society that is widely circulated among aliens and magicians.

"The Thirteen Hermits?"

Countess Nevill raised her eyebrows slightly. "The turning point you mentioned, isn't that what you mean? Excuse me, Xiaoxia, Solomon and his Thirteen Hermits are not trustworthy. Although I have not met him personally, according to Gundaruf, the rebellion plan he instigated at that time was secretly supported by the Thirteen Hermits. According to the original plan, the Thirteen Hermits should have rushed to support the swamp aliens and the Witch Society when they went to war. Solomon even promised this in person, but you should have discovered afterwards that no one from the Thirteen Hermits appeared on the battlefield. It can be seen that Solomon only regarded Gundaruf and his Silver Moon, and even the aliens of the entire Virtual Root Swamp, as a dagger to test the alliance of the cults, and they could be sacrificed at any time. From this point of view-"

She glanced at Ling Ge and said, "The Blood Red Banquet and Heavenly Feast in Linweil ​​City, the fertile soil monk named Rochelle, the Holy Spring Monks in Nimsher City, and even the True Spirit Sect in Lunweiting City... Isn't it the same? Behind these events, there is the shadow of the Thirteen Hermits, but when have you ever seen that life-thirsty old fox and his men appear in front of the world? They just hide in the East Continent, instigating others to make sacrifices over and over again, but they themselves are never willing to take risks."

In this light, she was right to mock Solomon as an old fox who cherished his life. But perhaps it was precisely because he was cautious, treacherous and cunning that he was able to remain active in the secret world as a betrayer of the association?
The Countess concluded, "If you just want to have fun, you can treat Solomon and his Thirteen Hermits as clowns, and watch them provoke the Order again and again and get slapped in the face. That kind of comedy effect is still good. But if you want to form an alliance, they are definitely not suitable allies. I think even the resurrection of Gundaruf is more suitable than them. At least the old wolf was just a little impatient and has not yet learned the advanced skills of weaving conspiracies."

It must be said that the Countess really understood the art of sarcasm. With just a few words, she offended people on both sides at the same time - even though one of the people on that side was already dead.

However, if the Thirteen Hermits who only dared to hide in the shadows and provoke the United Order were clowns, what were they who were about to confront the Witch Society head-on?

A reckless warrior?

Lingge was a little reluctant to acknowledge this title.

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