Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 130 Has the relationship improved?

Chapter 130 Has the relationship improved?

The birdsong in the early morning is crisp and melodious, and the bright sunshine can squeeze in even through the thick treetops and vine walls, sprinkling tiny pieces of gold on the travelers' defenseless sleeping faces.

Metien was praying with her eyes closed in the direction of Linville City, completing her morning ritual that she had never neglected for more than ten years; the elf Shemi was riding on the lamb's back of Saint Shallia, showing off his might like a brave knight; Linger lit a bonfire with embers from last night and put a pot on the table to heat river water so that the dry and hard bread could be softened; and Saint Shallia stood aside, looking at him quietly, her unbraided long dark green hair fluttering slowly in the cool morning breeze, the ends of her hair gently brushing against the fallen leaves on the ground.

This was the scene Alice saw when she woke up, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"strangeness."

She murmured indistinctly, "Why is it like this again?"

This feeling of being the only one left out.

Am I not part of this family?
She struggled to get up from the blanket, like a staggering zombie that had just emerged from a grave. She was listless and her steps were weak. She staggered to the center of the camp and cast a resentful look at Lingge who was soaking bread: "You didn't wake me up again? Is this what a qualified employer should do?"

Is this something a qualified maid should say?
Linger glanced at her: "What time did you go to bed last night?"

"Uh!"

"Wash your face first, Alice." Saint Shallia's gentle voice came from the side. The girl handed the kettle to the maid who stayed up late, slept in late, and got up late, and was still unkempt. The kettle was filled with river water from the river where she met the dwarf yesterday. It was absolutely clean and clear, and it was okay to drink it directly.

"Then I'll go wash my face first!"

She glared at someone angrily, but that person ignored her.

To be honest, it's a bit of a waste to use it to brush Alice's teeth and wash her face.

"Don't say that, Alice." Saint Xia Liya frowned her delicate eyebrows, took the kettle back from the golden maid without leaving a trace, and patiently told her: "Lingge is also for your own good. Staying up late will tire your body and exhaust your spirit. It is not good for a girl of your age. So, you should listen to Lingge, go to bed early and get up early, and don't keep everyone waiting for you every time..."

That's why Alice refused to listen to her.

However, he himself had no sense of self-awareness and immediately took the kettle and said happily: "Thank you, Saint Xia Liya! You are so kind to me, unlike someone else, huh!"

Alice, whose head ached after hearing this, snatched the kettle from Saint Shallia and ran away huffing. Naturally, she ignored the girl's sincere advice.

Alice immediately shrank her head and dared not speak.

Her stubbornness seemed to disappoint Saint Shallia. The girl sighed softly and said to herself, "It seems that I am not a very good sister."

"It doesn't matter." Ling Ge said suddenly: "Alice is not your sister anyway."

Hearing this, the shepherdess tilted her head slightly, blinked her clear big eyes, and then found that it seemed, indeed, to be the case?
On the other side, Alice hid behind a tree, watching the interaction between the two furtively, full of doubts in her heart: It's really strange, when did Saint Shallia speak up for Ringer? Shouldn't she speak up for me? No matter how you look at it, my favorability should be higher than Ringer's. After all, it's not me who puts on a blank face to Saint Shallia all day long, or is she just that kind of person?

Last night, when I was busy developing the game, something unknown must have happened, which caused Saint Shallia to have a better impression of Ling Ge than me. We must investigate it thoroughly!

As for how to check, Alice hasn't figured it out yet.

Wash your face first.

She unscrewed the lid of the kettle, tilted the mouth of the kettle slightly, and then put her face close to it——

"Wow, it's so cold!"

……

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, eating breakfast, and cleaning up all traces of the camping, Shemy lifted the magical fairy magic. The entangled branches were untied, and the vine wall that had penetrated the ground slowly retracted into the tree trunk, leaving only a clean open space, which would soon be covered by more fallen leaves, and there would be no trace of the travelers who had stopped here to rest temporarily.

Following the guidance of the thread of fate, everyone set out again. With the experience of trekking through the mountains and forests yesterday, and the ointment specially made by the traveler fairies to relieve muscle soreness, the speed of travel on the second day did not slow down much. They often encountered aliens, just like the ones they met on the first day, all of which migrated away from the interior of the Sosen Mountains in groups to avoid the sweep of the Scales of Order.

Some of them were very cautious, just watching from a distance, and left after confirming that the group in front of them was not a threat; while others were quite enthusiastic, and trusted these humans who were not members of the cult under Shemi's assurance, and were willing to trade with them like the dwarves. For example, Alice exchanged for a piece of pure natural hexagram stone with incomprehensible patterns engraved on it, and she said it was an "ornament"; Metien exchanged for a bag of seeds, but the "tree demon" she exchanged with didn't know what kind of seeds the seeds were from.

Seeing that they liked it, Lingge did not stop them, and realized that his deal with the dwarf was indeed very cost-effective. At least the "lucky magic" was much more practical than these messy things. At least so far, they have hardly encountered any unexpected situations that would affect their progress. Of course, the fact that Alice was shivering from the cold while washing her face in the morning did not count.

However, the dwarfs' lucky magic seemed to be about to expire, so starting from the same time yesterday, they encountered wild beasts in the mountains one after another, and both sides met unexpectedly without any preparation.

The Thorson wolves are the most threatening local predators. They often hunt in groups of three to five. These cunning guys were still active in the wilderness at the foot of the mountain until the wooden and stone houses were replaced by apartment buildings, hunting the ancestors of the current flocks of sheep. They are the culprits that make ordinary people afraid of the Thorson Mountains and call it the "Wolf's Lair" of the continent, but at the same time, they are also the group that was stripped of the most fur by adventurers during the pioneering era. The transformation of the identities of hunters and victims often symbolizes the mutual oppression of nature and civilization.

In addition to the most notorious Thorson wolf, there are also the equally native Brown Bear, the Ridgecat, which is a distant relative of the ancient Toothed Tiger, etc. This vast mountain range, with its broad mind, accommodates countless predators to compete for the right to freedom and survival on its bodies, proving that the vitality of this place is no less than that of the prosperous city just a stone's throw away, and perhaps this is also true in cruel struggles and bloody fights.

Even the most experienced and sophisticated hunters dared not take risks here, let alone cross their territory and go deeper into the mountains. Fortunately, Lingge's team had the presence of the fairy Xiemi. Fairies were born from the elements of nature, so as the darlings of nature, they were feared by the beasts. When she appeared, she only needed to gently flap her butterfly wings and sprinkle dreamy spots of light to soothe the beasts' emotions and resolve their hostility.

It is these many innate abilities, coupled with the magical fairy magic, that give the fairy travelers the courage to leave their hometowns and embark on a pilgrimage. Shemi has not yet started her own pilgrimage, but through this journey, she has already demonstrated her talent in this area. Perhaps this is what her eldest sister Shesta and second sister Shelia are looking forward to.

The trip went well, but unfortunately the purpose of the trip did not go well.

The second day passed, and they still could not find any trace of the mysterious castle.

The same thing happened on the third day.

It was not until the fourth day, when everyone's excitement was no longer as high as when they first entered the mountain, that they finally caught a glimpse of a dark shadow among the lush leaves.

 Give me some meow
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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