Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 372 Can’t you find the answer?

Next to Illeta's windmill tower, there is a small field where she used to grow vegetables such as onions, cilantro, potatoes and cabbage. Later, it was gradually abandoned and now occupied by weeds and shrubs that grow wildly. Even the primroses that flourish happily cannot cross the border and invade their territory.

However, it still vaguely retains its past appearance, with ridges and fields. Therefore, when Lingge and others saw it at a glance, they knew that it was a deserted field, not just an overly lush grassland.

Yieta didn't expect that Olvera had been wandering around her room for several days, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated, just for this matter. She asked curiously, "What are you going to do with this field?"

"What?" Olvera tilted her head, thinking this question was strange, because what else could the fields be used for? It was nothing more than: "Use it to grow things."

So Yieta had to change the question: "What to plant?"

Olvera replied, "Growing flowers."

"Flowers?" Yieta's eyes lit up. "Is it primrose? You have good taste. The primroses in Avignon are the most beautiful flowers in the entire Saizeriya Field, no, in the entire world! It has seven colors. Depending on the season you plant it, the quality of the fertilizer and the amount of water you water it, it will gradually change to different shades of color. So in fact, it should be said that there are hundreds of colors. For example, green is divided into tender green, leaf green, emerald green, jade and emerald, etc...."

She kept talking, becoming surprisingly talkative at this moment, and if she wasn't interrupted, she might have talked about this topic until tomorrow, so Olvera had to seize the opportunity when she took a breath to interject: "It's not primroses, it's violets."

"Eh? Isn't it?"

After all, it is everyone’s favorite flower in Avignon.

After ending this meaningless debate, Ovella remembered that she had something important to say.

Yieta was speechless, and was visibly disappointed, but she quickly cheered up: "It's okay, violets are pretty nice too. By the way, I haven't seen what violets look like. How do they compare to primroses?"

The two refused to give in and argued on this issue for more than ten minutes, but finally decided to put aside the dispute and respect each other's preferences.

Yieta nodded slightly and said, "Since I became conscious, I knew that I was different from the people around me. Some of them are humans, some are fairies, some are werewolves, fog elves, whales, and so on. But no matter what race, you can find your own kind. Only I am different. I have never seen other feather elves, and I don’t know where to find them. So, I want to know where those feather elves like me have gone. Can you help me?"

But Olvera heard it anyway.

Ieta puffed up her cheeks, wrapped her wings around her body, and huddled herself in a ball of feathers, muttering in a very low voice: "Obviously, primroses are prettier."

Olvera nodded.

Olvera immediately replied, "Then I think violets are definitely prettier."

"That won't do. Ling Ge said that it doesn't make sense to let others work for you for free, so I must pay you." Avella insisted, but she became a little discouraged as she spoke: "Although I don't have anything to give you, I can only read books... Is there any book you want to read, or any answer you want to know?"

"I'm not borrowing your land for nothing. I'll pay you." She said to Yieta seriously, "Is there anything you want?"

After all, it is the teacher’s favorite flower.

Reward? Yieta had never thought about this before. She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head blankly: "I don't want anything. Besides, the field is already abandoned. You can use it as you like. You don't need to pay me."

"kindness."

“Feather elves?” Olvera looked at her six snow-white wings. There was still some dust on the ends of the wing feathers. She showed a look of realization: “That’s your race, right?”

Yieta wanted to shake her head and say that she had no such wish, but an idea suddenly flashed through her mind, so she changed her words when she came to her lips: "Can you find a book about feather elves?"

This is indeed a very important question. If a person does not know where he comes from, he is no different from a confused insect. Like me, although I have lost my parents and country, I still know my origins and know that there are many light elves like me in the world. When I see them, although I don't know each other, I will feel a little close to them. But if Yieta can't feel this emotion, it would be too pitiful.

She placed her black lantern on the steps, using the candlelight in the lantern as a faint illumination. Then, with some difficulty, she picked up the thick book, placed it on her knees, spread it out, and looked for the answer to her question in the Library of Truth.

But as soon as she entered the keywords, she was dumbfounded, because there were too many results. The dazzling array of book titles dazzled her. She quickly glanced and saw books like "Sky Blessing and the Distant Empire", "Fallen Earth", "Descendants of the Feathered People", and "A List of Major Battles of the Celestial Races in Three Thousand Years". She gritted her teeth and opened one. From the content recorded in the book, she knew that the Feathered Elves had indeed established their own civilization, which was an extremely large empire. However, the book did not write the specific years. It was all narrated based on the chronology and major events after the establishment of the empire. It could not correspond to the current history. It should have been a long, long time ago.

In addition, there are some folklore legends about "people with six wings on their backs and their sky city"; or the few words left by magicians about the mysterious feather tribe, which are of little reference value. If you want to find the answer that Yieta wants from this vast sea of ​​books, it will probably take 30,000 sleepless days and nights to do it. Although Olvera likes reading, she doesn't have that much time and energy to spend on it.

She told Yieta the result with a bitter face, not daring to meet her gaze. But Miss Angel was not disappointed at all, perhaps she had expected this result, she replied lightly: "Okay, forget it then."

The past is indeed important, but dwelling on the past is not a good thing.

Aoweila breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little troubled because she had not done what she promised: "How about you try another question?"

At the same time, she hinted to Yieta that the questions should be more precise and not too vague, so as to narrow the search scope and increase the probability of getting the answer.

So Yieta thought about it for a while and came up with a very precise question.

“I want to know how to be happy.”

She stared at the Princess of Berman, not noticing that her Royal Highness's expression had become stiff.

This question is indeed very precise in terms of the title, but in terms of definition, it is more vague than the previous question. At least, before using the Library of Truth to search, Ovella could already come to her own conclusion: there would definitely be no useful answer.

Despite this, she still searched with a hopeful mentality, hoping that a miracle would happen.

Then she understood the truth more deeply: miracles are indeed a luxury for humans.

"I'm sorry..." Olvera felt guilty and thought she was useless. She held the power of the young queen of creation, but she couldn't even find the answer to such a simple question. She might as well go play games with Alice.

Depressed.

Yieta herself was quite open-minded. She leaned her head against the wooden door, slightly raised her head, and looked at the starry sky above her head that was constantly retreating backwards. All the shining stars flashed in her eyes. In fact, it was the white whale that was constantly leaping to the other side of the sea of ​​clouds. It jumped high from the sea, drew a graceful arc in the night, and then fell to the bottom of the sea, stirring up a surging fog. The stars reflected the faint light in the distant ocean, like a large group of shining jellyfish surging with the waves and passing through large black reefs and coral trees. The sound of the tide was clearly audible under the cochlea.

She watched it all, then smiled softly and said, "It's okay."

"I know that happiness is not such a simple thing. If you always try to find shortcuts to get it, you will be punished by your greed like those people who have happiness but are still not satisfied. I have learned my lesson once, so I will not do such a thing again."

Of course, it was a bit cunning to say such a thing after asking the question, so the thin-skinned Miss Angel blushed a little and added in a low voice: "What just happened doesn't count."

"Pfft." Olvera couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The angel felt even more embarrassed, so he covered his face with his wings, leaving only his eyes exposed, staring at her with blinking eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think you're... cute." Olvera finally stopped laughing. At this moment, some of Lingge's words to her flashed through her mind. She turned her head and met Yieta's eyes. She felt like she saw a whole piece of clean blue sky: "Yieta, have you ever thought about... how to find the answer?"

"Hmm?" Yieta looked confused. It was obvious that she had not thought about it.

"The way to achieve happiness is a very huge question, so there are many answers. One answer is to experience it yourself and tell others about it. Another answer is to observe with your eyes and heart and draw conclusions. I think that given your current situation, the latter answer may be more suitable."

"Hmm, that's so complicated. I don't quite understand. So what do you mean?"

"I mean - to put it simply, Ieta, write a book!"

"Eh!?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)