Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 400 Is He a Detective Bartender?

The little fairy was easy to coax. Just say a few more words of apology and it would be fine. Moreover, Metien generously gave her the fruit salad she couldn't finish as an apology. This made Shemi feel that Metien was still very good to her. Although she had a new friend, so what? In her mind, she would always be the first one!

Then he hummed and said, "I forgive you."

"Hey!" Metien tilted his head and acted cute.

After the interaction between the two ended, Lingge gave up thinking, mainly because he couldn't think of anything useful. After all, he was not the one who had contact with the vampire named Leticia.

He asked his sister, "What did the vampire say to you?"

Metien thought for a moment, then replied: "We only talked for a few words. She told me her name and said that she came to check the situation because she saw the cloud whale land in the valley. She also said that she was looking for grandma and wanted to remind her of something very important... Oh, right! She also reminded me that the virtual root swamp is very dangerous and asked me to leave here quickly!"

Alice complained, "Can we be considered friends after just a few words?"

Then Metien and Shemi retorted in unison: "Isn't that enough?"

Well, for a little girl, friendship is such a simple thing.

According to Metien's description, the vampire's attitude was indeed very friendly. However, Linger felt that something was wrong. He frowned slightly, "Danger? What kind of danger does she mean? The alliance of the cult or the aliens?"

The young man subconsciously raised his head and looked at the other side of the table. He happened to meet Saint Shalia's eyes and knew that they were thinking the same thing. He quickly made a decision and recounted what happened after entering the Harbor of Rain. In fact, he should have told the story a long time ago, but it happened to be dinner time when he came back. They were all a little tired, and even Alice was so busy eating that she forgot about it.

Alice rolled her eyes and continued eating her meat.

Weird guy? United outliers?
A hideous and ugly werewolf face instantly appeared in Ling'er's mind, with cold and vertical pupils without a smile, and he spoke in a hoarse and gloomy tone in his ear: "...Valenhildr's vampires will join our alliance sooner or later, even if not now, even if not on their own initiative."

These two events that happened at the same time but in different places are actually connected?

"Hmm, it seems that it's neither of them." Metien shook his head and said, "What she told me is that some very strange guys have come to the Great Swamp recently and are trying to unite the aliens together. I don't know what they are going to do."

Metien was stunned by her brother's story. She realized that when she was making new friends, her brother, Xiaoxia and Alice had encountered such a dangerous thing and were almost involved in a disaster that endangered the entire city. She was both scared and relieved at the same time. She quickly took two pieces of Motosh-style barbecue burritos to Lingge and Xiaoxia as a comfort (of course, she stole them from Alice).

The pink-haired little girl, who was young and inexperienced in the world, was only concerned about the safety of her brother and friends. After listening to the story, the others thought more deeply.

"I've heard a little about the Silver Moon organization." The proprietress stopped smiling and a look of reminiscence emerged on her face. She said, "I heard of their name when I first came to Motosh to travel. This is a force composed entirely of werewolves, and its core members are the blood descendants of the Neoersu family that you and Mr. Linger met. Although they had declined at that time, their strength was still strong. In addition to the 'Biting Evil Moon' Gundaruf, there should be four other leaders, namely 'Crash Moon of Collapse' Linsas, 'Thirsty Blood Moon' Volkigan, 'Eternal Dark Moon' Aikis and 'Sin-Eating Evil Moon' Garuk. They all have the blood of Neoersu flowing in their bodies. Even if they are not direct descendants, they are branches with purer bloodlines. Moreover, they have crossed the threshold of demigods more than a hundred years ago. The most powerful of them, Gundaruf, is said to have power comparable to that of a great magician." "The format of these titles is quite neat." Alice complained.

Linger was silent. After entering the mysterious world, he knew that the so-called demigods were those at the level of Sequence 4 to Sequence 3, and that great magicians were those at Sequence 2. Extraordinary people were called angels, and those at Sequence 1 were called true gods. This was originally the power level divided between extraordinary people and magicians, but as the influence of human mysticism gradually expanded, those aliens who used blood magic naturally substituted themselves into this system.

In other words, when chaos broke out in Stormy Harbor, they were actually confronting a Sequence 2 Great Mage.

Before this, if the special Earth Mother Spirit God Titan was excluded, the most powerful enemy they encountered was only Professor David of Sequence 5 - even Rochelle was only at this level. The gap between Sequence 5 and Sequence 4 was really unattainable, and it was indeed like a threshold that distinguished the boundary between gods and humans.

Are you scared? Maybe a little, but it is not the most important question. He asked the boss lady: "What about now?"

"I'm not very clear about the current situation, but when I left Metosh, the only leaders of the Silver Moon left were Gundaluf and Linsas." The proprietress searched for some vague traces in her distant memories and said, "It was the end of the dark purge. 'Eternal Dark Moon' Aikis and 'Sin-Eating Evil Moon' Garuk died in the pursuit of the combined cults. As for 'Thirsty Blood Moon' Volkigan, he died together with a vampire earl in the battle with the Valenhild family. By the way, I also heard that Volkigan is Gundaluf's brother, and the two had a very good relationship."

Blood clan is the self-proclaimed name of vampires, a more obscure and elegant name; Earl is the bloodline level they divide themselves into by imitating the human title system, which has nothing to do with strength. The higher the title, the purer the bloodline. Moreover, in the territory of Metsosh, only the direct descendants of the Valenhild family can obtain titles above Earl; the dark purge took place in the middle of the 16th century, even if it was at the end, it was estimated to be close to the beginning of the 17th century. In other words, the proprietress should have been more than a hundred years old when she traveled to Metsosh; she even knew that Volkigan was Gundarov's brother. Where did she get the information from...

Such bizarre thoughts flashed through the young man's mind, but they were all ignored in the end. Linger keenly captured the most crucial piece of information: "Wait, died in the battle with the Valenhild family? You mean, even during the dark purge, the fight between werewolves and vampires did not stop? Is their relationship really that bad?"

Just like what is set up in some bizarre thriller novels, they are natural enemies and will fight to the death once they meet?

"This is indeed very strange." The proprietress frowned slightly, and even such an action seemed dignified and elegant. "Logically speaking, the combined cults are the biggest enemy, but the two families are at loggerheads, and there is almost no room for reconciliation... I once heard from the local demon spirits that they might have started the war to compete for a certain treasure? But this possibility is actually very low."

After all, what treasure could be more important than the survival of a family and race?

Ling also thought this was nonsense, but he couldn't think of any other more reasonable explanation.

"That's not the point." Shelia, who had been eating quietly, finally finished the last piece of fruit. She picked up the wine glass next to her and drank the water in it. She then picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth with reserve. Then she said to everyone, "The point is why the Silver Moon, which only has two leaders left and is weakened, dared to attack the headquarters of the Inquisition. I don't think it was the so-called Thirteen Hermits who gave them confidence. If that was the case, they should have done so a hundred years ago. So I do have an idea, which is - they are deliberately provoking the combined church."

She put down her handkerchief and continued, "The attack on the Sanctuary of Judgment is undoubtedly a provocation to the Inquisition and even the entire Church Alliance. Given the latter's character, they will never give up. Another dark cleansing may not be an exaggeration. And facing the menacing Church Alliance, if the aliens in the Void Root Swamp want to keep their last shelter, then there is only one thing they can do, and that is - unite."

"As for who will lead this alliance? There will be no other answer. After all, the people of Silver Moon took a huge risk to attack the Temple of Judgment, not to set up a ladder for others."

As she spoke, she looked at Metien, and the clear blue eyes that were not blocked by her side bangs sparkled with a calm and wise brilliance: "Isn't this what the vampire named Leticia mentioned about what is happening in the Void Root Swamp?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)