Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 244 Do you want to learn magic?
Metien had been sitting here watching Lingge write a letter for two hours, but he hadn't finished it yet, as if he had so much to say that he couldn't finish it. But who was he going to say it to? The pink-haired girl was curious and confused. At first, she could keep quiet, listening to the rustling sound of the pen scratching across the paper, like insects gnawing at sawdust. But gradually, she couldn't hold back any longer, and finally, she asked, "Lingge, who are you writing these letters to?"

The rustling sound in the room suddenly stopped, like a silent river drowning out the noise, but the pause was only for a moment, and soon it started again. The young man did not look up, and replied while writing: "Write to Mrs. Scarlett and Mr. Ronning."

There were two written letters next to Ling'er's hand.

"Who are they?" Metien blinked his big, confused eyes.

Linger never told his sister about what happened at work, so it was normal for her not to know these two people. He explained: "Mrs. Scarlett is the principal of St. Lowood National School. She helped me a lot during my first tenure. Since we are going on this journey, I am afraid we will not return to Linville City in the short term. Therefore, I apologized to her in the letter and applied for resignation. I hope she can forgive my abruptness and impoliteness after reading it."

It was really a dereliction of duty. He resigned after teaching at St. Lowood National School for less than a month. Poor Mrs. Scarlett had to worry about how to find a suitable history teacher. And Mr. Matthew, the work pressure that had been relieved suddenly returned to his shoulders. I hope he can adapt as soon as possible.

"Oh." Metien nodded repeatedly and asked, "Who is Mr. Langning?"

Who is Mr. Langning? This question made Lingge feel dazed. He saw the man with a serious face and firm eyes standing in the corridor where the sound of reading aloud echoed, and said to himself, "I have full confidence in everyone." He was thinking about how to introduce this person. Should he say that he was the culprit for the closure of Tianxin Church? But he was just a member of the church union, at most an executor; but to say that this matter had nothing to do with him was purely self-deception.

So in the end, Lingge chose to avoid the main point and said, "Mr. Langning is the tribune of the Linwell Parish Council. He once proposed to me to convert Tianxin Church into an official relief center. I refused before, but the situation is different now. If we leave Linwell for a long time, Tianxin Church will be left unattended and there may be problems. So I wrote another letter to agree to his request. With the joint care of the church, at least we don't have to worry about any accidents happening to Tianxin Church before we return to Linwell. But... I seem to have forgotten to ask for your opinion on this matter."

He turned back to look at his sister: "Metien, do you agree?"

Metien nodded as if she understood. She still didn't quite understand, but since Lingge and her father said so, it must make sense.

"Oh."

Shaking her head, she decided not to think about these overly complicated questions. She looked up and asked Ling Ge, "But why do we have to write a letter? It would be more efficient to go back to Linweier City to arrange these things, right?"

"You said a lot of things, I don't remember them." Although in fact, it was only a few sentences.

In fact, there was another reason. That was that Ling was worried that after returning to Linville City, his sudden resignation and agreement to convert Tianxin Church into a relief center would arouse the suspicion of the City Parish Committee, which would then trace the case back to Saint Xia Liya and Olvira, and even implicate the traveling fairies far away in Rostin City.

"I say, let's come back to see him after this journey is over." Linger looked at the letter in front of him. The lines of ink words were like those memories that surfaced, and they are still vivid today: "Now, this journey has just begun. Mr. Yang Ke taught us that we must have a beginning and an end in doing things. Don't forget this, Metien."

The reunion with Rochelle in Mount Sosen and the sudden encounter with the Balance of Order made Linger feel a sense of crisis. Until now, the silver amulet was still in Saint Shalia's hands. Even though it had been confirmed that the magic power had been completely lost, Linger had no intention of taking it back.

"Sure." As expected, the pink-haired girl nodded in agreement without any hesitation: "If Tianxin Church can help other people in this way, I think my father will be happy too."

In this regard, the Church Union has always been very reputable, perhaps even more reputable than the governments of various countries. Can you imagine that a huge church that has established many relief centers, relief homes, church hospitals, welfare homes and orphanages for free; established the Red Cross and Doctors Without Borders for free; provided educational and medical resources to the public at very low prices; and even fully invested in the construction of the Ouroboros transportation network covering the entire Western Continent... would actually embezzle some insignificant relief funds?
On the one hand, the Order was a ruthless dictator of faith and a massacre of aliens, but on the other hand, they were the most idealistic group of people Metien had ever seen. These two contradictory images often made her feel at a loss.

Lingge was silent for a moment, then replied: "Do you remember what I said in front of Mr. Yang Ke's tombstone when we visited him before, Metian?"

Although the United Church of the Church was the culprit that caused the closure of Tianxin Church and was also the murderer who cruelly persecuted the heterosexuals, these are two different things. After all, after the Tianxin Church was transformed into a relief center, it also provided relief to the residents of the nearby neighborhoods, not the people of the United Church of the Church. As for the issue of corruption of relief funds and materials, it is basically impossible to occur with the supervision of the United Church of the Church of the Church.

He never thought that he could hide the truth very well from the united cults. After all, they were the most powerful force in the Western Continent, possessing magical powers that made aliens shudder at the mere mention of them.

Magic... Ling'er's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Then Lingge, who are you writing this letter to?" Metien looked at the unfinished letter curiously, vaguely seeing the neat ink font. Lingge's handwriting was just like his personality, serious and meticulous. He only mentioned the destination of the first two letters, but did not mention the third one.

Ling Ge glanced at the contents of the letter and replied, "It's written to a friend."

Which friend?

Of course, Metien would not ask this question, because if he could say it, Linger would have said it in the previous sentence. Since he didn't say it, there was no need for him to ask. Anyway, Linger must have a reason why he didn't know what he was hiding from him.

The pink-haired girl sat obediently beside the bed: "Then I'll wait for you. After you finish writing, we can go to Sister Shesta's banquet together. Everyone is waiting for you, Lingge."

I'm afraid Alice doesn't think so.

Ling nodded, then continued writing the unfinished letter.

"That's right, Ling."

"what?"

"You must finish what you start. Is that what the goddess said in the Canon?"

Lingge was silent for a moment before he replied softly, "It is indeed the goddess's teaching."

"but."

"That was also Mr. Yang Ke's teaching."

……

Ten minutes later, Linger finished writing the last letter, folded it carefully, put it in an envelope, and prepared to go to the post office to mail it. Then he stood up and said to Metien next to him, "Let's go."

"kindness!"

The pink-haired girl nodded vigorously, jumped off the bed, and walked out the door. Linger followed her and closed the door. The two walked down the stairs and came to the busy hall on the first floor. Xie Mi, who had been waiting for a long time, saw his little friend at a glance and waved to him: "Hey, Metien, here! Come here, I have good news to tell you!"

Good news... The bartender behind the counter's eyelids jumped, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but increase the strength, but neither Shemi himself nor Metien noticed that the two little girls got together, surrounded by a group of Mr. Rabbits, and whispered about private topics.

On the other side, Lingge came to the Plant Orchestra that was playing the Fifth Symphony by Master Freyer, found Saint Shalia, and sat down beside her. In response to the shepherdess's puzzled gaze, he calmly asked a question that would surprise people: "What if I want to learn magic?"

"Do you have any ideas, Saint Shalia?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)