Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 237: First contact with the silver mad dog?
After Rochelle left, Linger did not immediately return to the camp where his companions were resting, because the arbitrator of the Balance of Order mentioned in the previous conversation had not yet appeared. If the silver elves, light elves, and traveler fairies by the river were discovered by these executioners who were dedicated to hunting down and exterminating aliens, the ending would probably not be very good, so he had to find a way to lure them away.

He didn't have to wait too long. About a minute after Rochelle disappeared, Lingge heard a burst of hurried footsteps, which rustled through the dense leaves and vines in the forest and appeared from another direction.

It was a team of four people, three men and one woman, all wearing silver-white uniforms and long boots, carrying some unknown strange guns, almost half a person's height, with faint blue lines flowing on the silver gun body, giving people a mysterious and profound feeling; there was a silver-white box similar to a power furnace on the waist, with slots of different sizes on the left side, which seemed to be able to connect some special-purpose equipment. This appearance reminded Ling'er of the game console and cartridge in Alice's hand, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

These arbitrators, who were feared and disgusted by the aliens and called "Silver Mad Dogs", quickly dispersed without any discussion after discovering Ling's strange and suspicious figure. One of them approached from the front, the other two surrounded him from the side, and the last one stopped and reached for the huge gun behind him. They acted decisively and coordinated tacitly, with a capable temperament like a soldier.

Faced with this aggressive pressure, Linger calmly raised his hands to show that he had no weapons in his hands and had no intention of resisting.

At the same time, the captain leading the team of four, the arbitrator who was approaching Lingge from the front, seemed to have discovered something was wrong. He quickly reached out to stop his companions and made a strange gesture.

At his signal, the two arbitrators who were surrounding them from the side did not move closer, and the female arbitrator who was about to take off the huge silver gun from her back also stopped what she was doing.

If Lingge knew enough about the Balance of Order, he would know that the gesture the captain just made actually meant "no magical reaction, confirmed as a harmless target."

That's right, the Balance of Order's judgment on the dangerousness of a target is so simple. They will use some unique magical instruments to detect traces of magic in the target's body. As long as they are not aliens and there is no magical reaction in the body, they are not the ones they want to eliminate.

Knowing this, Rochelle made such a suggestion to Lingge instead of persuading him to leave quickly. In front of these paranoid silver mad dogs, running away is just a manifestation of guilt.

As for what would happen if there was a magical reaction, there was no need to have too many fantasies. All you had to know was that the fanatical and cruel guys like the Scales of Order and the Night Watch would uproot every magical plant they saw. For this reason, it was rare to see naturally grown magical plants in the wild. The magical plants in the Rostin Underground Garden were the result of hundreds of years of hard work by Madam Tree and the proprietress Shesta.

The captain, with slightly dull blond hair and a very mature and sophisticated temperament, shook his head slowly, asked his companions to retreat behind him, and then set his eyes on Linger. He frowned slightly, took out a certificate with a dark blue cover from the pocket of his uniform on his chest, and said to the young man who suddenly appeared in a serious tone: "We are arbitrators of the [Balance of Order], the ruling agency directly under the Church Union-Inquisition Church. We are also affiliated with the 'First Division of Truth', the Folk Customs Countermeasures Bureau of the Ministry of Religious Beliefs of the Kingdom of Great Britta, and are currently performing trial tasks. This citizen, I hope you can cooperate with our actions and answer my next questions in detail. Please do not hide anything, otherwise it will be regarded as disrupting public service and arrested as an accomplice of the suspect. If you have any objections, this is my work certificate. You can write down my name and number and protest and complain to the disciplinary inspection agency of the Church Union or the Ministry of Religious Beliefs of the Kingdom."

And it only takes a moment to destroy them.

He opened the work certificate with the Kingdom's Ministry of Religious Affairs' iconic circular emblem. Linger took a look and found that the name recorded on it was "Wade Locke" and the position was "Level 1 Operations Operator". As for the number, it was too long, so he glanced at it casually and ignored it. He turned his head and said to the young and mature captain: "As a good citizen of the kingdom, I am happy to cooperate with your work."

The captain named Wade Locke's expression eased a little. He put away the certificate, and his tone was still stern, but it should be a habit he had developed over a long period of time: "Thank you for your cooperation, citizen. Then, first of all, please tell me your name, identity, origin, and the reason for appearing here."

There was nothing to hide, Lingge told the truth. As for why he was here, his explanation was: "Travel."

Hearing this explanation, the captain couldn't help but frown, but not because he thought it was ridiculous, but because: "This happens every year. Tourists often feel that the pioneering sites near Rustin City cannot fully reflect the local natural scenery, so they take the initiative to leave the tourist route and go deep into Mount Sosen, trying to pursue the ancient and primitive natural landscape. However, their endings are not very good in the end. Mr. Ling, the only thing I can do is to persuade you to return to the city as soon as possible. This mountain range is much more terrible than you think. I don't want your personal reckless behavior to add unnecessary trouble to the city's police force, and I don't want to hear about you again in the obituary in the newspaper."

He had obviously seen many similar situations, so Linger could hear the sincerity of his words and replied sincerely: "In fact, I am planning to leave here and return to Rostin City - this journey is indeed slightly different from what I imagined." "A wise choice."

The captain nodded slightly, and then asked: "So, have you met anyone else around here? Specifically, a plateau man, tall, about 1.95 meters, with black hair tied with copper rings, brown eyes..."

He briefly described Rochelle's basic information. Ling listened patiently and nodded: "Yes, I met him. He was here at the time and talked to me for a few words."

The captain immediately asked: "What did you say?"

"He told me to wait here. When you show up, tell me where he's going. That way, you won't embarrass me." Linger said truthfully, without any guilt in his tone. He pointed to the direction Rochelle had just left and said, "He left from this direction. He said he was going to the other side of the mountain, to Nimscher, the capital of Leisenburg."

The captain looked in the direction of Ling's finger and found traces of someone passing through the dense forest. He exchanged glances with his companions and felt that this was indeed what the target would say. He did not doubt Ling's words. After a short silence, he suddenly said, "Sally."

The only female member of the team seemed to know her captain very well, so she knew what he meant just by calling his name. She took something out of the white bag at her waist and handed it to him.

The blond captain took it and handed it to Lingge, motioning him to accept it.

Lingge stretched out his hand to take it, and felt a slightly cold touch on his palm. A triangular silver pendant was reflected in his eyes, and the corners reflected a cold light, which stung his eyes a little.

"This is a talisman blessed by the Bishop. It has the effect of expelling evil." The captain's eyes were deep. "It can help you drive away wild beasts and some more vicious enemies, so that you can leave this mountain smoothly. However, the effect is limited, so you'd better hurry up and don't delay."

Linger gently clasped his palms together, took the amulet, and replied, "Thank you very much."

"No, we should thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Ling." The captain named Wade Locke waved his hand and turned away with his companions, chasing in the direction Rochelle left. Before leaving, he sincerely said, "Good luck to you."

Their backs gradually disappeared into the depths of the dense forest. Lingge could vaguely hear the conversation between female team member Sally and team leader Wade coming from the wind. It was intermittent, as if cut off. In the end, it could no longer be heard. The only sound in his ears was the sound of rushing water.

Lingge still stood there, watching the directions where the walkers of the Fertile Soil Sect and the arbitrators of the Balance of Order left one after another, holding the exorcism amulet given by the captain in his hand, and remained silent.

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