Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 350 Will tiny destinies constitute the future of the world?

A certain golden-retriever maid always likes to jump out and make trouble when everyone is having fun. It's so annoying.

But Alice said she was not arguing, she came prepared.

After drawing everyone's attention to herself with one sentence, Alice pretended to cough twice before slowly stating the reason for her objection: "Flying southeast is of course no problem, but how do we know where to stop? The fate beacon only points out the direction for us, but does not specify the specific location. What if we fly over it? Wouldn't that be terrible?"

Initially, we went to Rostin City under the guidance of Saint Shalia, and then came to Nimsher City to attend the World Expo based on Rochelle's suggestion. But no one could give a clear instruction after that. Flying southeast from Leisenburg, there are so many countries and cities along the way. Who knows where the next young queen is?

Well.

Everyone frowned when they heard this. Firstly, they had never thought about this question, and secondly, they did not expect Alice to ask such a profound question.

Could it be that the erratic baseline of IQ is currently at a high tide?
Saint Xia Liya thought for a while, and then came up with an idea: "It doesn't matter, we can let Lingge use his magic premonition of favor. As long as the premonition gives a hint, we will stop. That's it."

"But I remember that magic has a time limit." Alice pinched her chin, a little hesitant: "What if we fly over the magic when it cools down?"

"Will not."

The ancient huge blades of the windmill kept turning, blowing the scattered primrose petals in the field all over the sky. Yetta watched this scene in her room. The faces that had once been vivid in her memory surfaced again, touching someone's tears. She put her hands together in front of her chest and silently made a promise: One day, I will come back here.

same moment.

This is the eternal ending of the legend of the wind of Avion.

Michelle gently pressed the overload device on the hilt, and the magic sword immediately cracked along the lines on the surface. A dazzling light leaked out from the silver blade, which was imprinted on the slightly pale face, highlighting a bit of fanaticism and competitiveness: "This sword of mine is the only one that has not been stained with the blood of a false god."

Sometimes she couldn't figure out whether this guy was really sick and crazy, or just acting. If it was the latter, then his acting was too good, right?
"Have you ever considered performing Macbeth at the Royal Opera House?" she asked without context. Michelle heard the sarcasm in the question and snorted, ignoring her question.

"Yes, I'm scared to death!" Sally glanced at him unhappily: "You'd better not be afraid."

At the Silver Clear Stream train station in the Borel district of Nimsher, a train rumbled to a stop on the platform, spewing thick smoke. After the front carriage door opened, several Order Scale Arbitrators in silver uniforms entered the carriage from a special passage, just as they had walked out from here two weeks ago.

"What a wonderful relationship." Aegir, who was busy adjusting the magic device, took the time to sigh.

"How can it be an A-level mission to investigate a priest?" While waiting for the train to depart, Sally asked curiously while playing with a strand of blonde hair beside her ear, "Could it be a false god above Sequence 4? I say, such an important mission, how can it not be our turn to execute it?"

If the villagers of Avion and even the entire Salya Plain put down their farm tools and looked up, they might see a line of white clouds in the sky, straight across the horizon and gradually disappearing. Suddenly, they felt a sense of loss, as if something very important was leaving the people of this land, and they might hardly see her return in this life or even the rest of their lives.

Although this idea didn't sound very reliable, Linger didn't object, so the matter was decided. Afterwards, under Iyetta's control, the sky island that had been circling above Avion City for the past three days slowly changed direction under the swing of the cloud whale's heavy tail fin.

When he came, he carried a heavy and arduous mission; when he left, he had an additional strange task.

When the angel understands what true happiness is, she will come here again.

Michelle sat by the window, wiping her beloved V-shaped magic sword. Hearing this, she forced a sneer on her gloomy face: "Why, are you scared?"

……

"destiny!"

Alice answered first, and Saint Shallia was not angry, because that was the fact.

Saint Shallia shook her head and said softly, "People's premonitions may not be able to accurately distinguish whether they are right or wrong, and sometimes they will go to another path due to their own understanding, but it will not be delayed or disappear, and it will always come at the most appropriate time, because this is-"

"Of course I'm not afraid."

A huge, majestic and magnificent shadow slowly and heavily cruised past behind the clouds. It was like a grand palace, inspecting the kingdom of God on earth, demonstrating some magnificent miracle that was beyond the reach of human imagination. It was also like a majestic giant bird, flapping its wings on the rocks, rolling up a whistling and biting frosty wind, and swallowing up a large cloud that had no time to escape.

"..." Sally rolled her eyes. If she didn't know that Michelle liked to read horror and thriller novels when she had nothing to do, and was particularly interested in detective novels about serial killers, she might have believed it.

This immediately attracted two people to refute in unison: "That's not the case!"

"Haha, that's why I say you two have a good relationship. You even talk in sync with each other."

"I told you that's not the case!" X2
"..."

In the noisy carriage, Wade Locke felt very tired.

Sally, who is carefree and unconcerned about details, Michelle, who is paranoid and pursues dark and morbid art, and Aegir, who is obsessed with machinery and has no understanding of the ways of the world... In terms of intelligence gathering ability, these people combined may not even be enough to match the fingers of the Night's Watch. Why did Lord Feier entrust such an important task to them?
I hope this trip will go smoothly. He prayed silently in his heart.

at the same time.

"Haha!"

Fei Er sneezed in the office.

She rubbed the tip of her nose and muttered, "Who is talking about me again? Sister Carabosse? Lilisti? Or that Favrona guy? It can't be Sister Eve, right? Oh, my charm is really a sin."

She pretended to sigh a few times, and then continued to review and approve documents under the cold supervision of her adjutant.

“Melquíades.”

"What's wrong, Master Fei Er?"

"When can I take a break?"

"This is the last batch of documents you need to review."

Looking at the few remaining documents on the desk, Fei Er's confidence was boosted: "That's it? It's not a lot, look at me——"

Before he finished speaking, the door of the office was pushed open, and the secretary Minte stumbled in with a pile of documents in her arms: "Master Fei, Master Fei, there is a new report from the data center about the abnormal reaction of the power of faith in the process of fusion of the conceived gods. The researchers of the Doctrine Ring have applied to join the investigation, and you need to review the list. Also, the new quarterly budget report you sent was rejected by Master Carabosse herself. She also asked me to bring you a message. When you report on your work in the middle of the next year, I hope you can explain why the number of magic devices installed on the Feiyemente is far beyond the expected number..."

Fei Er didn't finish listening. She turned her head expressionlessly and looked at the adjutant who also had a blank expression on his face: "Melquiades, kick her out."

“Ugh!!?”

"I'm sorry, I can't do that."

"Tsk, that's unavoidable. I will approve all these documents in exchange."

"kindness?"

"You should attend the mid-year performance review on my behalf."

"Forgive me for refusing."

"Damn it!"

……

In the city of Nimsher, in a room of the "Snowmelt Church" of the Scourge Mission.

"Please allow me to ask a more personal question that has nothing to do with the outcome of this interview. Mr. Arthur David, as far as I know, you were once a top student in the Law Department of Nimsher University, and have nothing to do with our industry. Why do you want to join the Natural Disaster Detection Bureau?"

"Well, there are some complicated reasons involved. To put it briefly... do you know about the typhoon that occurred in the 17th century?"

"Of course, everyone in Leisenburg knows about it."

"Yes, me too. I heard that although the unprecedented typhoon destroyed countless buildings in the Saria Plain, no one's life was hurt. At first, I didn't believe it and thought it was just the locals' far-fetched story, because natural disasters can't be so kind. But later... I experienced some incredible things myself, so I changed my mind a little. I want to know, are all the natural disasters in this world the wrath of nature, or some more magical power? Is there some invisible will behind them that is controlling them? Can we humans control this power? Just like... controlling a whale flying in the sky. It may surprise you to say this, but it is indeed for this reason that I am willing to give up my original major and apply to work in the Natural Disaster Detection Bureau. If it weren't for that incident, I'm afraid my life would have been on track step by step."

Speaking of this, he was quite emotional.

"I see. Well then," the man behind the desk stood up and extended his hand to him, "Welcome to the Disaster Detection Agency, Mr. Arthur David."

"I believe that all your questions can be answered here."

“That’s our mission, too.”

The two hands are tightly clasped together, symbolizing another change of fate.

Perhaps the future of the world lies in countless tiny changes.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)