Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 134: Has Everything Changed?

Countless candles were lit in this not very spacious room. Although it was dark and the flames were confined to an area of ​​a few inches around, the large number of candles still shone like the stars in the sky. Travelers looking at the starry sea left in the world might find the shapes of the "White Frost Constellation" and the "Chariot Constellation" from the warm and swaying orange flames.

Surrounded by the flames and light of countless candles, in the center of the room is a gorgeous palace four-poster bed. Its elegant and solemn style is quite similar to the retro atmosphere of the old Victorian era. The exquisite but dull silk bed curtains on both sides are pulled up and hung on the wooden beams, telling sad whispers. In the hazy light cast by the chandelier, a thin and weak figure sits on the bed, surrounded by white sheets, as if trapped in a vast ocean of snow.

She was wearing a somewhat old light-colored classical long dress, and her platinum-gold hair fell to her waist, spreading out like a gentle waterfall. At the end, it was as transparent and hazy as sunlight. I didn't know if it was originally like this or was affected by the candlelight. If you reach out and touch it, you might be able to feel the warmth of the sun from it.

The girl turned her back to the uninvited travelers. Her two pale hands, which had not been exposed to natural light for a long time, were pressed on the soft bed sheets. She lowered her head slightly, and seemed to be staring at something very intently. On her left hand side was a retro black lantern with a candle burning inside. The unextinguished flame flickered and gently licked the transparent glass wall, leaving a dull trace after the shadow faded.

The scene in front of me reminded me of the description in "March Diary" by Sir Roman. The image of the princess waiting for the brave man to wake her up with a kiss gradually overlapped with the back of the girl on the bed, with similar meanings. The difference was that the latter was not asleep, so it seemed that no one needed to wake her up with a kiss.

Before Alice had time to feel regret, the girl on the bed heard the noise behind her and slowly turned around. Her movements were a little clumsy, like a puppet that had not been wound up for a long time.

When she turned around, everyone saw that she had a delicate and beautiful face, and her platinum eyes seemed to contain countless rays of light, condensing into a flowing and dazzling star cluster. She blinked blankly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her eyes were fixed on the guests. Her expression seemed to be thinking, and also like reminiscing... It was as if she had just returned to this world, or in other words, it was the first time she lived in this world.

The room became very quiet, with only the sound of the candle burning, like insects gnawing at the wood in the dark. Alice felt that it was not good to remain silent like this, so she reached out and pushed Ling's back, motioning him to come over and say hello.

Even without her reminder, Ling Ge would have done the same. The young man took a step forward, and the feeling of his boots was not the coldness of the stone bricks on the ground, but a more restrained and gentle touch, as if the candle tears shed over the years had solidified here and gradually formed a new continent.

"What to do?"

He was about to speak, but the girl on the bed spoke before him: "…#￥@%?"

Her voice was very pleasant, and there was a sense of trance like sleepwalking, with a soft tail note floating in the sky, and no one knew when it would land. However, she spoke a language that no one had ever heard before, so no one understood what she meant.

I never thought this would happen before coming here.

Lingge and his companions stared at each other for a while before Alice murmured what everyone was thinking: "This is trouble."

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. After all, the legend of Noctus the Dark has a long history, dating back to a thousand years ago. The language at that time is naturally very different from the language of today, not to mention that the other party is an alien.

Alice scratched her hair, feeling it was not quite right.

We can't expect Xie Mi to use her magical fairy magic to give everyone a "knowing languages" buff, right? Don't say it, it seems that there is a little possibility. After all, fairy magic is omnipotent and can always create unexpected surprises, whether for teammates or enemies.

When she was about to make this suggestion to Lingge, the girl sitting on the bed seemed to have noticed the language barrier problem. She tilted her head slightly, and her platinum hair slid down her waist gently, with the ends sparkling in the candlelight. In her eyes, which were as lonely and empty as the universe, a thoughtful look flashed across her eyes. Then she spoke again, in the somewhat awkward Breton language, and asked earnestly word by word: "Who are you?" Can she speak the language of the Kingdom of Great Britta?

Lingge was stunned for a moment. Before he could figure out why the alien from a thousand years ago could speak the language of today, Alice beside him couldn't wait to interrupt him and said excitedly: "We are the brave men who came to save you! We will take you away from this dark castle and back to the outside world! How about it, are you happy?"

"help me?"

The girl slowly raised her head and glanced at her, then slowly looked away, and said absentmindedly, "So, you came in from outside?"

"That's right!"

The golden-haired maid nodded vigorously, and then began to introduce herself, and helped her friends introduce themselves: "Hello, I'm Alice, a genius player and a hero. Well, my side job is a maid in the Ringer family. This is my employer Ringer. Although he looks a little expressionless, he is actually a good person. She is Ringer's sister, Metien, who is very cute; Metien's little follower Shemi, a useless guy; and this one is even more heavyweight, Saint Shallia! She is a maiden king like you, and is the offspring created by the goddess, so she may be your sister, maybe you will be very familiar with her?"

This messy self-introduction basically failed to introduce anything except the name, and it also caused dissatisfaction among some people. They threatened Alice and asked her to explain what "useless guy" meant.

"I don't have a sister."

The girl on the bed subconsciously refuted Alice's last words, then drooped her eyelids and whispered, "Hello, I am...Ovira, Ovira Nydira Leslie, the princess of Belmang. Since you are from outside, can you tell me about Belmang's current situation? Is it still the old king's era, or has he been replaced by someone I don't know?"

Hearing this question, Alice's mind suddenly flashed with the cold, gloomy and decadent scene outside the castle. She felt that this question was not so easy to answer, so she shrank back behind Lingge and signaled him with her eyes to come up quickly.

This maid is a typical fence-sitter.

Lingge rubbed his brows with a headache. He did not directly tell the girl named Avella on the bed that your country has perished. Instead, he used a more euphemistic statement that could make people feel the heaviness and ruthless changes of time: "We don't know whether the Bemang country you mentioned still exists. All we have seen along the way are ruins."

Only the remains...

The girl was not very sad after hearing the news. Instead, she was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised her head, stared at the glass lamp above the bed, and murmured in an almost inaudible voice: "So that's it."

"So, my parents and relatives, my teachers and friends, and my people."

"Is he no longer alive?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)