Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 334 Can you please fly?

There was still a shaking sound coming from the ground, and it became stronger as time went by, as if the terrifying shadow was approaching and was about to trample this peaceful and harmonious town into ruins. The valley was silent, and only the rustling of branches and leaves could be heard when the wind blew occasionally, mixed with the sound of Alice pressing the game controller.

The angel was unable to leave the windmill not because he had lost faith in mankind, but because he was threatened by an evil curse and was afraid of bringing misfortune and disaster to the people around him. For this reason, he was even willing to endure the long period of loneliness for seven hundred years.

This kind of thing made everyone not know what to say for a moment.

It seemed as if Yieta had lost the strength to continue speaking. After saying this, she buried her head in the gray-white feathers. A huge sadness almost drowned her, suffocating her and drowning in the sea.

If possible, she would certainly like to save the disaster, just like Lingge said, to save the simple and kind people living on this land, so that they can once again recall the wind seven centuries ago. Even if they will not be grateful for it, at least they will remember that there was such a wind. But what can she do? Because... she is the disaster.

Those who only bring pain, misfortune, harm and tears to everyone are not qualified to walk out of this windmill.

Just let yourself stay here quietly until the day when your wings rot and mold. Perhaps this is the best protection for the people on this land...

"It's ok."

Ling Ge suddenly said, his calm but firm and powerful tone made the girl in the room tremble slightly: "Even if it is really because of the curse that you can't leave here, it doesn't matter. Because saving a disaster is not as difficult as you think, and people's interference in the outside world cannot be stopped by just a wall. Besides, you are an angel, aren't you?"

However, the girl royal power is not so subservient to the reality. Their power represents a law that is above the reality and it is difficult to define it with the imagination of mortals.

The room was silent for a while, and then there was a rustling sound. The next moment, the shabby wooden door creaked open from the inside, and a white-haired girl appeared at the door. Her eyes were still a little red, and there seemed to be some kind of grayish shadow floating in her dim eyes. A cold and lonely snowstorm began to fall.

Yieta looked up blankly, a pale white void reflected in her cloudy and dim eyes: "What, what do you mean?"

Yieta fell into a state of dazed thought. Linger continued, "Those who cannot fly can let the earth carry them up. This is a distant ideal, and human airships were created for this purpose. I think that although the curse has restricted your ability to move, it has not restricted the earth beneath your feet, right? In this case, what will you choose, Miss Yieta?"

Linger answered her: "I think no one has stipulated that the earth cannot fly freely, but people's imagination usually limits them to succumb to reality."

"It's very simple. You threw a mountain range into the sea seven hundred years ago. Now you just need to do the same thing." Ling Ge said word by word: "Since you can't fly, then let the land under your feet fly and walk in this world for you. It will witness or save those impending disasters for you. This should not be difficult for you to do, right?"

Instead of making yourself fly, let the ground beneath your feet fly?
Ling's words were undoubtedly unimaginable to Yieta. She had a confused and hesitant look in her eyes: "Is this kind of thing really possible?"

In their cognition, the earth should of course be stepped on, and it will always be under their feet, bound by gravity or some more magical force, supporting the foundation of the world. If one day, the earth turned upside down and the sky became the place for feet to step on, they would feel panic and even helpless.

Should I continue to be trapped in this windmill tower far away from the hustle and bustle, and gradually be forgotten as the years pass by in a daze, or should I follow the land under my feet, go further, witness more incredible things, and save those who once trusted me deeply and still trust me today?
Linger couldn't be sure that this was a choice that didn't require hesitation, just as he couldn't make an overly arbitrary judgment just because he had a little understanding of someone's character. But he suddenly felt in his heart that if it was Iyeta, if it was this angel who had always longed for something but never got it, maybe...

She didn't look at anyone else, but fixed her gaze on the young man in front of her. After a few seconds of silent observation, she slowly retracted her gaze and lowered her head to stare at the chain on her ankle. Her voice was a little hoarse: "I don't know if this is the right thing to do, but... I want to give it a try."

Metien and Shemi cheered with joy, Ovira breathed a sigh of relief, and Saint Shallia's face showed a complex expression of relief and loss. Even Alice, who was typing frantically on the game console, took a break from her busy schedule and gave a thumbs up to the back to indicate that Lingge was the one.

Lingge was not too happy. He walked to the side and gave his seat to Yieta. He watched the girl slowly squat down, six soft wings gently covering her body, and she pressed her pale hands on the base of the white windmill. She suddenly said, "The citizens of Avion have not seen strong winds for two centuries." Since the unprecedented wind disaster in the 17th century, the windmills in the city no longer turn. It seems that the locals' memory of wind can only be found in ancient legends.

The angel's body trembled slightly. Unable to be seen by the young man, she slowly bit her lower lip. The slight pain reminded her that if she regarded the experience seven centuries ago as a wonderful dream, then everything she did today was just to make that dream continue. Let the faces of those who had once appeared vividly in her memory float to the surface of the sea again and touch someone's tears.

Before Lingge said these words to her today, the white-haired girl had never imagined whether the earth could fly, and what it would look like when it flew. But she suddenly had a strong feeling, that is, it must fly, and fly to a very high and far place.

Suddenly, a scene from a long, long time ago flashed through her mind. It was so long ago that she had not yet come to this land and become a warm and cheerful country girl in the village of Avignon. She was still wandering alone, with a melancholy look. One day, she came to the seaside. The vast and boundless ocean, with endless waves and silent starlight, was like a silent giant, slowly searching in the mist that could not be dispelled at the end. In that sea, she saw a whale for the first time.

Those huge creatures are the freest life in the sea. They always follow the flow of the tides, migrate back and forth in different seas, play and frolic with their companions, run freely along the coastline, chase birds and pedestrians... She was very envious. But after interacting with those whales, she realized that they also envied her, because in the eyes of these simple big guys, she, who has wings, should be freer than them who can only cruise in the sea, right? She can go farther and farther, see more and more scenery, and encounter more magnificent life.

She felt a huge sadness but didn't know how to express it, so she could only silently shake her head at the whales. She didn't know whether she was saying "You are wrong, I am not free at all" or simply telling them, "I don't know."

Later, her appearance triggered a violent storm at sea that lasted for a whole week. In order to avoid the storm, the whales had to leave the familiar sea and go to a distant and unfamiliar place. She felt very guilty and always thought that if she could meet them again one day, she would have to apologize to them, but she never did.

So, who is truly free in this world?

If I could have many companions like them and roam freely in this vast world, would that be considered freedom?

If they had white wings like me, and could fly into the sky that was previously inaccessible, would they be freer?
If, if the earth could really fly, would it lead itself to find those whales, answer the original question with a confident and cheerful smile, and tell them, "Yes, I am indeed free"... right?

Those answers are all available, it just takes an opportunity.

"please."

Yieta whispered to the ground beneath her feet: "Please fly."

As soon as the words fell, a violent shaking made Ling Ge and others unstable and almost fell to the ground. A low rumbling sound came from the valley, and the ground was visible to the naked eye. A magnificent and huge outline was outlined along the border between the primrose field and the lush forest. The broken edge cascaded down a large area of ​​soil and smoke like a waterfall, as if some giant monster was raising its head from the ground, trying to free itself from its shackles and fly to the longed-for sky.

At the same time, everyone heard a long and distant cry.

That is--

As the creator of this huge monster, Yieta's face also showed surprise and confusion.

Because she recognized it, it was the cry of a whale.

The white whale flew up from the ground.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)