Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 361 Is Saint Xia Liya worried?

Ling'er's back gradually walked away, and finally disappeared at the end of the forest path. The lamb stood up from the stone it was lying on, bleating twice, as if complaining to Saint Shallia: It's finally over, why did you have to talk so much to Ling? It must be hard to talk to such a cold guy?
Of course, it didn't actually say that, but Saint Xia Liya, as its master and a companion who lived with it day and night, could understand what it meant. She smiled slightly, picked up the lamb with some difficulty, gently stroked its white fur, looked in the direction where the young man left, and said as if answering its question, or as if talking to herself: "Don't say that, lamb."

"Linger isn't as cold as you think. He's just a little... clumsy."

I am so clumsy that I can't even utter a word of comfort, and can only express my concern in this obscure way.

Of course, it is also possible that they are unwilling to say it out loud.

To borrow Alice's evaluation, this is typical duplicity and tsundere behavior.

But Saint Shalia thinks this is a good idea.

If one day Lingge could open his heart and treat everyone around him without reservation, everyone would be surprised and find it hard to accept, right?

"Let's go, lamb."

"We should go back and rest."

……

Saint Charity, who wanted to deepen her relationship with her sisters, frequently chatted with Ieta and Olvera. She did not simply mention the identity and mission of the young queen, but told these things as stories, just like when she told Lingge about her past experiences that night.

If it were normal, a certain little fairy would be so proud that she would hold her head high and show off her power, but unfortunately she didn't have so much free time to do such boring things. She was already very busy. She had to rack her brains to come up with a set of words to convince the eldest and second sisters, and she had to find a suitable place on the island every day to accommodate everyone in the hotel.

Alice is addicted to games all day long. For this purpose, she even occupied a corner of the white windmill tower room, shamelessly treating it as her own private territory, leaving the real owner, Yieta, speechless and helpless. She also said a lot of ambiguous words, such as claiming that her player level has been upgraded from a level 2 game master to a level 3 genius player, unlocking a new element called [Hidden Level]. Now she is no longer a self-proclaimed genius player, but a real genius player recognized by the game console. She also ambitiously stated that she must make a truly high-quality 3D masterpiece to wash away the humiliating history of making a shit game.

As expected, Metien and Shemi successfully persuaded Iyetta to allow an inn for travelers and fairies to be added to the island. It should be said that Miss Angel was very happy. She had been tired of loneliness for the past seven hundred years of autism and longed for a lively and happy life, just like the Avignon village in the past. Therefore, she was more active than the two who made the suggestion. After asking for the location of Rostin City, she asked Yunjing Sky Island to turn around and fly towards the territory of the Kingdom of Great Britta.

Saint Xia Liya and the lamb also left the pond, and the forest fell into silence again, with only the occasional cold wind blowing, causing ripples on the smooth water.

But at the same time, she still suffers from poor sleep and poor diet, so she hopes that everyone from the Fairy Sleep Inn can come to the island as soon as possible to save her. But the key to this problem is not the time, but whether the proprietress Shesta and the bartender Shelia will agree. Therefore, Alice also has high hopes for Shemi who undertakes this difficult task, and shows an unusual enthusiasm and encouragement, which makes everyone think that the end of the world has come again.

A huge and heavy whale soared at an altitude of 10,000 meters, beyond the reach of human vision, slowly swam through the rolling sea of ​​clouds, and gradually approached the origin of the journey. Before the travelers could get a glimpse of the mountain range that was awe-inspiringly called the "Wolf's Lair of the Continent", they still spent their leisurely daily life on the back of the cloud whale.

This long yet short night passed just like that.

Metian had been dragged around by her these days and had fallen behind in his studies, but after all, there was no pressure from the pharmacist qualification exam, so Linge turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

Yieta happened to be very interested in this, so the communication between the two sides was very smooth. They soon dropped the honorifics and replaced them with more intimate ones. If this trend continued, it would not be impossible for Yieta to call her sister in person one day? After all, this weak and lonely angel lady had longed for family affection and friendship since a long time ago, not to mention that both of them did have the blood of that mother flowing in their bodies.

However, Olvera's behavior was not right. After reading the book "Romance of the Westland - The Past and Present Life of Primrose", she became strange. She didn't even read the book. She spent the whole day wandering around Iyetta's windmill tower room, sneaking around, as if she was struggling with something but didn't dare to speak.

Although she was very careful, they were in a vast primrose field after all, and no one could hide it. It was just that everyone tacitly agreed not to ask. Except for one time, after watching her pass by her window more than a dozen times, Ieta finally couldn't help it and asked tactfully if there was anything she could help with. As a result, the princess of Belman was frightened. She shook her head and fled the scene quickly - she almost tripped over a stone and fell while running. Ieta thought that she had done something wrong to make Olvera so scared. She was worried for several days and asked Saint Charlia for advice on whether she should do something to apologize. As a result, the girl who was combing the lamb's hair just replied lightly: "Don't worry, Olvera means no harm."

"She's just a little clumsy."

"Clumsy?" Yieta tilted her head, not understanding what he meant.

"Yes."

Saint Shallia replied calmly as if she had seen through everything, but she sighed softly in her heart.

A clumsy one like Ringer.

It's obvious that you should just say what you want, but you're always worried about this and that, and in the end you're the one who's afraid, which causes misunderstanding in the eyes of outsiders. This kind of personality is really similar.

Yieta couldn't comprehend such a profound concept. She wrapped her wings around herself and muttered, "I don't think Olvera is that kind of person. She has read so many books, so she should be very smart. How can she be clumsy? Could it be that... reading books makes people stupider?"

She showed a horrified expression, and Saint Shallia sighed helplessly when she heard it.

It turns out that this angel lady is also a very clumsy person, or has been since a long time ago.

A magical idea suddenly emerged in the shepherdess's mind: Is it possible that everyone on this island now actually has some clumsiness in their character?
That's why we can get together, right?

Of course, Alice is definitely an exception.

Her symptoms... uh, her personality, even Saint Shallia, who had studied under the oldest wizard and fortune-teller among the Moryas, traveled across half the continent, and witnessed all kinds of wonderful things, found it difficult to make an accurate assessment.

It reminded me of the philosopher and the witch society.

Even if all the people on earth are philosophers, perhaps Alice is the only one who will not become like that?

Given her personality, guiding and manipulating history is too complicated and she is definitely too lazy to do it.

I really don’t know whether to say it is a good thing or a bad thing.

The shepherdess sighed a third time.

Saint Shallia seems to be very worried today?

Yieta, in the form of a quail ball, and the lamb lying on the stone steps looked at each other in bewilderment.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)