Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1091 Is this a farewell party?

On the road of growing up, Princess Bemang has always been the one who is protected, protected by her parents, protected by her teachers, and even when facing extremely powerful and vicious enemies in the game, she is still protected by her memories from long ago. Those experiences sometimes make people feel very warm, and sometimes make people feel very frustrated. If it weren't for the desire to get rid of this image of always being protected by others, she would not have taken the initiative to take on the task of stepping onto the battlefield, let alone practicing swordsmanship alone in the woods.

But even she had never thought that one day she would completely reverse this position, from being the one being protected to being the one protecting others. That was an area she had never touched before, so she felt a mixture of emotions, fear, confusion, nervousness, and anxiety, and perhaps a little yearning and longing, just like every time you touch a book you have never read, you imagine what kind of story it will tell you, what kind of truth it will convey, or simply tell you that in a world you don't know, in the distant sky, land, and ocean, all kinds of new things are happening everywhere, all beyond your imagination... That's how it feels.

"Is this possible?"

She couldn't help but ask, her voice was very soft and thin, and trembling slightly, as if she was afraid that if she spoke too forcefully, the bold idea would slip away from her lips and teeth, like a beautiful soap bubble, disappearing without a trace.

"Why not?" Linger looked at her strangely. "Once a person becomes strong, he will naturally want to protect something. In other words, some people are determined to become strong just to protect something. Aren't you that kind of person, Avra? So, if you become strong, will you forget what you said today and be unwilling to protect the people around you?"

"Of course not!"

The princess hastily denied it, "When I become very strong, I will definitely protect everyone! Protect Sister Xia, protect Ieta and Rorona, protect Leticia and Medien, protect the boss lady and Miss Shelia..."

In short, it is to protect everyone.

This also includes:

"That includes you, Lingge." Olvera looked at the young man in front of her with a firm face, as if she had made some very important promise: "I will definitely protect you, Lingge!"

She quietly clenched the cross sword guard at her waist. This was not the sword she used when she practiced swordsmanship with the court swordsman in the past. Instead, she asked Lorena to refine it again according to her own impression. The latter had other things to do and the task was heavy, so Olvera did not dare to make too much request and just asked her to copy it exactly. But too much time had passed, and her memory was already fuzzy. Many things were like parchment burned by fire, incomplete, let alone a sword? So Olvera was not sure whether this sword was exactly the same as the previous one. She always felt strange when she danced with the sword in the forest. At first, she thought it was the difference in the feel, and later she mistakenly thought it was the generation gap of years. Until this moment, every rose pattern on the cross sword guard was cheering, the bluebird spreading its wings to fly made a loud cry, and the half-body angel opened the wings of the cage and smiled at her. Countless familiar feelings returned to her body in an instant, and she understood where the strange feeling came from——

It’s a thing called original intention.

Yes, her original intention of swinging the sword and wanting to become stronger was not for revenge, not to vent her anger at one or more people she hated, but simply to protect.

Protect yourself, stop worrying your parents and teachers; protect your relatives and friends, stop making them sad; protect your country and people, and take on your royal responsibilities. When the young girl looked at the court swordsman with great longing as he wielded his bright sword to illuminate the pool of withered violets in the courtyard; when the frail princess practiced swordsmanship with her beloved cross sword, she didn't want to put it down even when she was exhausted; when the grown-up girl learned that she couldn't use light magic and couldn't exert the true power of royal swordsmanship, she was still not discouraged... She never thought of using this sword to hurt anyone.

After realizing this, the princess suddenly understood where her anxiety and uneasiness came from, and also understood how she should dispel them, just like in late winter and early spring every year, the light-protecting monks of the ancient country of Bemang would use magic to summon the dazzling light like the sun, so that the snow blocking the mountains, rivers, plants and roads would all melt, ushering in new vitality. This is the most important ceremony of the light elves and the duty of the royal family. She had witnessed that scene with her own eyes beside her father, and it would always flow in her life from then on.

Avella raised her head and repeated her promise word by word: "I will definitely protect you, Lingge."

More solemn, more serious.

Looking at the serious princess, the young man subconsciously wanted to reach out and stroke her soft long hair, just like comforting an innocent girl. But he restrained his impulse, because he knew that he could no longer treat Olvera as the same person she used to be. Under the soil of her memory, faith and enlightenment had begun to sprout, as well as a pure ideal, which was the clear evidence of the growth of all living things.

Linger nodded gently: "Thank you."

Just these two simple words were enough to make Her Royal Highness the Princess' face bloom with a blooming smile. She was perhaps not so happy because she received the young man's thanks, but because she felt trust in him - he trusted Olvera's strength, believed that she would become extremely powerful one day, and then use that strength to protect herself, so he expressed his expectations and gratitude in advance.

and I?
I will prove that you won't trust the wrong person, Lingge.

Her Royal Highness the Princess looked down at the cross sword at her waist and swore secretly.

Ling Ge looked at her serious face as she lowered her head, and felt a little emotional. A person needs to grow up countless times in his life, but for a person who lost his memory after reincarnation, became weak after being strong, and returned to innocence after being mature, how many times does "countless times" here refer to? And how many times are important? Ling Ge was not sure whether he would be the most important person in Avella's life, in the limited present and infinite future, but he hoped that this growth would be the most important one for Her Royal Highness the Princess.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment. A few transparent cloud shadows were slowly floating across the skyline of the city ruins. The afternoon breeze gently blew across the hills and meadows. The grass and trees fell in the same direction, setting off a wave of dark green. The Pea Shooter was swaying beside him, with a very demonic posture and a pair of innocent big eyes blinking. After all, it was just an alchemical tool mass-produced by Lorena. Its limited brain could not understand what these two humans were talking about.

"By the way, Lingge." Suddenly, Ovella remembered something and raised her head with a hint of suspicion in her eyes: "I have another question."

"what is the problem?"

"You just said that I am very similar to this pea shooter. Is it really just because of the inner qualities? There is no other meaning?"

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

Ling Ge coughed heavily to cover up the embarrassment that flashed across his face: "Of course it's true. Do you think I'm the kind of person who would lie?"

He couldn't say that when I saw the Pea Shooter's big, silly eyes, I thought of you - by the way, its silly expression also reminded Lingge of another person, a person who liked to curl himself up into a ball with his wings.

Olvera looked at him sinisterly. If it was before, she might have believed Lingge's words. Because Lingge in the past really could not lie. He could even tell the truth that hurt people clearly. But since when, this young man changed, even a drastic change. Olvera did not think that this change was a bad thing. She even liked him more than before. Therefore, she had more courage than before to do some amazing things. She casually drew out the cross sword at her waist. The silver-white blade flashed brightly like glass in the sunlight.

Linger immediately became alert: "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing." Olvera said with a smile, "But you just admitted that you are not as strong as I am now, right? This is not okay, Lingge. Although I will protect you in the future, that is in the future. Now you are still the leader of the team and the backbone of everyone. You should protect everyone. But how can you protect us when you are so weak? So, I want to help you become stronger."

She waved the sword in her hand casually, with a sweet yet dangerous smile.

This is not help at all, it's revenge.

Ling Ge turned around without hesitation: "I suddenly remembered that Gloria also needs me to take care of her..."

"It's too late, Lingge!" Olvera raised her eyebrows and shouted, "You'd better stay and practice sword skills with me! Die!"

"Uh!"

You just said "die", right? Is that what a normal person would say when practicing swordplay?
Lingge didn’t know, he only knew that he might suffer a lot today.

If he was really practicing sword skills, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the problem was that he didn't have a sword in his hand at all.

And Olvera... obviously doesn't care about such small details.

"Oh! Don't run! Let me teach you the secret of the Flashing Cross Sword Technique that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Leslie royal family - the True Red Lotus Judgment Slash!"

"...If I remember correctly, this should be the move of the Scarlet End Demon King, right?"

"Why do you care so much? She doesn't care!"

That's true. It would be better to say that if someone is willing to promote his unique skills, that guy should be very happy.

……

Unfortunately, Lingge didn't want to have anything to do with the Scarlet End Demon King who had disappeared, and he didn't want to practice sword skills with Olvera, which was called training but was actually revenge. Under his desperate resistance, Olvera finally gave up and didn't force him any further.

Although he still refused to forgive others.

"Lingge, you can't continue to be lazy."

She kept chattering in the young man's ear: "If a weak human like you doesn't pay attention to physical exercise, you will die easily on the battlefield. How can you protect us? So take this opportunity to learn swordsmanship with me, at least to increase your self-defense skills!"

Shouldn't she die so easily? And why did this sentence sound so familiar to me? It seemed that a little bat had said the same thing to me not long ago. And what she did after she said this was a bit unpleasant to recall. It can only be described as unbearable to recall.

The young man shuddered as if he had remembered something, and said helplessly to Her Royal Highness the Princess: "I won't go to the battlefield, so I'm much safer than you. Besides, I have other things to do."

This is not an excuse. Lingge has been very busy these days. The main reason is that the upcoming war has added too much psychological pressure to the people of Yunjingkong Island. Even Aoweila, who is usually confused about everything other than books and creation, has taken the initiative and even picked up swordsmanship that she has not practiced for many years. Not to mention others. An unprecedented tense atmosphere is spreading throughout the Yunjingkong Island. Moderate tension can help them prepare mentally, but excessive tension may only have the opposite effect, so the young people naturally have an additional task of psychological counseling.

After realizing this, Olvera tactfully gave up the fight and thought that after this battle, she must find an opportunity to let Lingge practice swordsmanship with her. Oh no, she should teach him swordsmanship. You must become stronger, Lingge, so that you can protect me and everyone else before I grow up enough to protect you. For some reason, she was extremely sure that they would win this battle. The road ahead was still long, and young people would be her most trusted support.

It is undoubtedly a good thing for the young people that she can calm down. In addition, another troublesome person, Alice, has not been on Yunjingkong Island these days. Instead, she went to the Game Command Company to find Celestial Themis. It is said that she wanted to discuss the new game with her. Before that, except for Lingge and Lorena who could occasionally give some advice on Yunjingkong Island, there was no one else who could talk to her about games.

Anyway, just when the young man thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, the proprietress suddenly found him and said with a smile: "It's ready, Lingge."

The young man was confused and had long forgotten what happened a few days ago: "What are you preparing for?"

"oops."

The lady boss had an expression that said, "You are so dishonest and you are playing dumb with me." She smiled and said, "Of course it's preparations for the banquet!"

It is both a farewell party and a goodbye party.

Give me some meow