Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 26 Is Alice a literary girl?
On October 1885, 10, the last day of the Frost Moon, Linger officially took up his post as a history teacher at St. Lowood National School. At this time, there were less than two weeks left before the negotiation date between the City Parish Committee and the "Linville City Religious Mutual Aid Association".

The wind of the Frost Moon had just blown away, and the cold temperature of the Cold Moon followed. When the air currents from the Land Sea arrived here, they had formed a large-scale cold air, bringing about a sudden change in temperature between the months. The haze shrouding Linville City seemed to be frozen, forming an inverted ice land, making it impossible for people to see any sunlight.

This is bad weather for some people, but for others, it is the most comfortable time of the year. On the first day of November, Bishop Closher of the Red Prayer Society was enjoying breakfast in the luxuriously decorated restaurant.

The doors and windows were closed, and the room was dim and gloomy. A white tablecloth covered the rectangular basswood table, and bright flames were burning on the silver candlesticks. The ceramic tableware was filled with delicacies of flesh and blood. The smell lingered in the nose with a sweet and fishy aroma that even special spices could not cover up. The blood color that slowly flowed between the fire and the porcelain was more enchanting than the early-blooming datura flowers.

The majestic and cold bishop held a knife and fork in his hand, cut a piece of heart meat gracefully, put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and savored the sweet fragrance from the original flesh and blood. Three steps behind him, the old butler stood in the shadows and reported today's schedule in a low voice: "The members of the Religious Mutual Aid Association hope to get a more accurate attitude from you, and sincerely wait for you to preside over the new meeting and attend in person; Mr. Clermont, the general director of the city parish, wants to consult with you on the specific matters of the negotiation; a secretary general of the Municipal Government Religious Affairs Bureau invites you to dinner and wants to discuss with you in detail the concept and purpose of the Mutual Aid Association..."

After a pause, the old butler looked at the last message in the notebook, and a puzzled look appeared on his face. Bishop Closel had just listened quietly at first, but now he suddenly fell silent and asked, "Are there no plans after this?"

"No, sir. Here is a message from Mr. Virol, requesting your instructions." The old butler read out the content with entanglement: "He mentioned that the activities of the Night Watchmen in the Holy Cross District and the White Citizen District have become more frequent recently, and they seem to have noticed something. In order to avoid being discovered, the sacrifice in the blood sacrifice... uh, can the blood of cows or horses be used instead? That would be safer."

"Uh." Closel was speechless. After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "What a creative way to die. I didn't realize that I had such a unique genius under my command before. This is my fault. You reply to him for me: Of course not, unless the name of the cow or the horse is Virol. Otherwise, our great gods will not be satisfied. Also, after this incident, send this idiot to the most remote parish to clean toilets. Let him come back when a holy relic is dug out from the toilet."

"Okay, my lord."

The butler mourned for poor Mr. Virol in his heart for a second, then meticulously recorded the bishop's instructions in his notebook, and then said: "There is one more thing, sir. It is said that a church in the city has accepted the conditions of the City Parish Committee, succumbed to the "Religious Decree", and closed the church."

"You got up too late." Metien turned around and said earnestly, "The book says that staying up late can cause skin damage, mental fatigue, loss of appetite and reduced vision. Sister Alice, you have to take care of your health and don't stay up late anymore."

"So early?"

"Oh? Which church? Which church?"

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"Where is Lingge?" Alice, wearing a maid outfit, asked again in the kitchen. This sentence has become her mantra in recent days.

"It's already noon, Sister Alice..."

Although the god they believe in has no function related to luck.

"Well, there is a reason why I have to stay up late."

But why...the name of the Holy Goddess Cult always feels familiar?

"Ah, this." Alice grabbed her ponytail in shame, and said with a guilty tone: "That's quite early."

The housekeeper was about to explain, but he said casually: "Never mind, their choice is irrelevant. Let Fiyali find out the situation and make sure it won't affect our plan. Also, tell Fiyali not to act rashly. The people from the united sect must still be watching this church, and there may be spies from the night watch. If she is accidentally exposed, let her pray to the gods for luck."

The butler recorded this in his notebook, and after preparation, he went to inform Miss Fialli of her new mission. Closel tasted the fragrance of flesh and blood while thinking to himself: He had never heard of the name of Tianxin Church. It was probably just a small church with little reputation. It didn't dare to cooperate with the church, so it made such a humble choice.

"It's the Holy Goddess Church of Heaven."

Metien, who was cutting cheese, replied: "He went to work."

"Holy Goddess Church, Tianxin Church?" Closel frowned: "Is there such a church in Linweier City?"

Metien blinked curiously: "What?"

"Humph, don't be surprised when I tell you this!" Alice raised her head proudly, "I'm developing a super awesome game, and I'm going to use it to save the world! When I finish it, I'll let you play it, so you can feel its charm!"

She made a generous promise. Metien tilted her head. Although she didn't understand, she felt that it was very impressive. So she asked a question that players on Earth in the 28th century often asked: "So, when can we play this game, Sister Alice?" "Soon, I have advanced to the final stage."

She worked tirelessly for three days. She had to consider the game type, arrange the team functions, and polish the battle system herself. She even had to piece together the map by picking out materials from the library provided by the system. Although it was just the simplest texture, it still took up an entire night of Alice's time.

Fortunately, the main part of the game has been built. Next, as long as the last [main storyline] is completed, the first game made by the girl in her life will be completed. Although it is very simple and destined not to become a masterpiece of the century, it is of great significance to Alice.

Thinking of this, the girl became even more energetic, and felt her blood boiling in her body, inspiring her fighting spirit as a talented player. She even overcame the cold air of Han Yue and the dark circles under her eyes caused by staying up late.

She finished her lunch in a few bites, and finally did not forget her current identity. She tidied up the kitchen in a hurry and pretended to clean it, then slipped back to her room to continue her game development.

Metien also went back to her room to review the materials. The pharmacist qualification examination she was going to take would be held next month. If she couldn't pass it this time, she would have to wait until June next year.

Sitting in front of the small round table, Alice started the game console again, patiently waiting for the counter-intuitive logo of GI to disappear, and then entered the Steam-style game editing interface. Facing the blank [Main Story], Alice fell into deep thought.

In fact, there is nothing to think about, because the story outline is already very clear: a group of vampires who believe in evil gods are causing trouble in the city of Linville. The protagonist Alice, whose conspiracy is discovered, leads her friends to bring justice from heaven. After a fierce battle between love, friendship and evil, they finally defeat the enemy and successfully save the city. It is a classic plot with an AiGN rating of 1.0.

However, not everyone has the ability to expand an outline into a complete story. Alice obviously does not have this talent. The longest text she has ever written is about how to use a bug to increase the favorability of the most difficult heroine in a so-called open-world RPG game that is actually a harem GAL game. This strategy guide is the starting point for her to become a genius gamer - because netizens who have read the strategy guide praised her: "You are such a genius!"

Apart from that, the day of the college entrance examination was probably the moment when her literary talent flourished the most, but she could only write some dead youth sentimental literature, and at most add some toxic chicken soup to it.

"Anyway," she rubbed the handle, "just give it a try."

After watching so many plots of various games, it shouldn't be that you can't even say a word, right?

after an hour.

Looking at the game screen that was cleaner and tidier than her own head, Alice put down the controller and stood up.

"I have to find something to draw on reasonably." She muttered softly, then left the room, walked through the corridor, and knocked on Metien's door: "Way, way, way, Metien, are you there?"

Soon the voice of the pink-haired little girl was heard in the room: "I'm here, please come in, Sister Alice."

Alice pushed the door open and came in, saying straight to the point, "Do you have any good novels here? Lend them to me."

"novel?"

Metien, who was reviewing materials at the table, turned around with a confused expression. Alice noticed a pile of books on her table. The top one was probably as thick as a fist. The title on the cover was "Herbal Medicine We Are Familiar With". She couldn't help but sigh, and felt that studying medicine was not what normal people should do. It would be better to study law. If you can't be a lawyer, at least you can be a wizard.

Metien thought for a moment, pointed to the bookshelf by the wall and said, "I remember there are indeed a few popular novels on the bookshelf, but I haven't finished reading them yet. I don't know if they suit your taste. If Sister Alice wants to borrow them, remember to take good care of them and don't damage them, okay?"

"Don't worry, don't worry. I am the person who loves books the most in the world. I have been a literary girl since I was young. Everyone calls me Nagato Yuki!" Alice spoke casually and touched the bookshelf. She ignored the books with dizzying names such as "Introduction to Grammar", "Introduction to Popular Literature", and "Introduction to Basic Medical Knowledge". She focused on finding the popular novels mentioned by Metien. Soon, she locked on the target.

They are "The Count of Benedict Hill" and "The Three Gunners".

Alice: "..."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)