Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 409 Do you have anything to say to me?
Is the vampire Leticia the legendary immortal witch?
This possibility is not impossible, but it is very low. After all, for more than 700 years, every magician or alien on the Siqilia Peninsula has tried to track down this witch, but all ended in failure. How can a newcomer like Metien run into the real witch directly? The pink-haired girl seemed to be so concerned that she was confused. She was too worried about her new friend's situation that she lost the ability to think calmly.

Having said that, Ling Ge did not blame her. Instead, he reached out and ruffled the little girl's hair, and said softly, "Maybe."

Although the probability is very low, it cannot be said to be 0. After all, Leticia and the legendary immortal witch have one most obvious thing in common, that is, they are both vampires.

Shesta said distressedly, "If that's the case, then the situation is not good."

Metien raised his head and asked anxiously, "Why?"

"Because Gundaruf claimed that he had invited the owner of the Fang of Eternal Life, the legendary Undead Witch, to visit the Forloze Castle, where he would show the guests the power and secret of immortality. In other words—"

In other words, if Leticia is really the Undead Witch, then she has fallen into the hands of Silver Moon and is in a very dangerous situation.

As for the "invitation" mentioned by Gundaruf, it was just a high-sounding rhetoric. How could the owner of a magical treasure like the Fang of Eternal Life, which was related to eternal life, voluntarily share it with others? Therefore, "coercion" might be more appropriate.

"What should we do?" Meidian became even more anxious when he heard this: "Let's go and save her quickly, Lingge?"

"Don't worry, Metien." Linger gently helped her tidy up her messy bangs and said, "I know you are worried about your friends, but at times like this, you need to stay calm."

The golden-haired maid scratched the back of her head in confusion, and at the outermost edge of the crowd, a bartender, under the gentle and kind gaze of the eldest sister, quietly took two steps to the side, without saying a word, trying to reduce her presence.

By the way, the group of rotten wood monsters who brought them valuable information decided to settle down on Yunjingkong Island at the invitation of the proprietress. After all, the natural environment on the island is very superior. If they leave here, it will be difficult to find other more suitable habitats. The hotel garden also happened to lack excellent gardeners like them who can deal with dead branches and rotten germs and recycle them. The two sides hit it off and it can be said that they each get what they need.

It's Shelia.

"Anyway, we're all here. If you have anything to say, just say it quickly, Yieta." Alice rubbed her hands together, "After you finish speaking, we're going to enter the Virtual Root Swamp, find that arrogant and presumptuous werewolf, and beat him up!"

Just as everyone was about to leave the island and enter the Xugen Swamp, a figure suddenly appeared at the door of the hotel and stopped them.

"Yieta, we're here!" Alice walked in front of everyone and greeted them carelessly. Angel, who was pacing back and forth in the room, heard her voice and trembled slightly. Then she raised her head and forced a smile: "Love, Alice, and everyone, are you all here?"

Linger asked, "What?"

Afterwards, Lingge asked about some other things, such as what should be paid attention to in the swamp, which aliens should be avoided, which ones can be tried to contact, and in which direction the Arc of the Quadrature mentioned by Gundarov and the Castle of Froze are... After asking all the questions clearly, he officially made up his mind to set off.

Since she had emphasized this, Lingge and the others naturally had no reason to refuse. Anyway, there was no rush to enter the swamp to find Leticia, so it would be better to go and listen to what Yieta wanted to say first.

When we arrived at the windmill tower room beside the flower field, Miss Angel had been waiting there for a long time, but she looked a little strange. She put her hands behind her back, twisted her fingers restlessly, and kept walking back and forth in the room. The silver chains on her ankles rubbed against the floor, making a rustling sound. Her expression was sometimes nervous, sometimes expectant; sometimes hesitant, and sometimes determined; the six wings behind her also changed with her mood, sometimes rising up powerfully, and sometimes drooping down decadently, making it difficult to understand what she was thinking.

With her brother's comfort, Metien managed to suppress her inner anxiety, but there was still some uneasiness in her eyes. For some reason, she and Leticia had only met once, but she felt a natural closeness, so she was very worried about her current situation.

"I can't tell you now, but you'll know when you get there." Shelia said seriously, "This is very important to Yieta."

"But, but, I haven't made up my mind yet!"

"Of course." Alice asked curiously, "Didn't you ask us to come?"

"What do you mean by not making up your mind?"

The bartender in a black and white uniform shrugged when she saw everyone's puzzled expressions. This slightly masculine gesture showed that she was not stopping them on purpose, but had a reason to do so: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, everyone. Before that, Yieta wants to say a few words to you."

Are you sure you weren't beaten by the other party?

and.

"We are going to look for Leticia, Sister Alice." Metien reminded quietly. "It's all the same." Alice waved her hand nonchalantly, indicating that you should not care about these details, otherwise you will become as petty and expressionless as Ling Ge sooner or later.

Lingge who was right next to him: "..."

Yieta listened to their conversation, and a hint of envy appeared in her eyes. She also wanted to go on an adventure with everyone, to fight against the evil enemy, and then help them win. The girl believed that her power could definitely help everyone, just like she helped the villagers of Avignon blow away the mountains. But she couldn't do it, because there was a curse that restricted her freedom, so she could only be a bystander, worried and anxious about everyone's adventure, but powerless.

This was the second time in her life that she hated the curse on herself so much. The first time was when she saw the disaster befall her closest family and friends hundreds of years ago, and even made the innocent shepherd boy a captive of desire and power. There was no difference in degree between these two kinds of hatred, only in time, because Yieta valued her companions in front of her as much as she valued her relatives long ago.

If only there wasn't this curse.

She couldn't help but think this way, but she couldn't change what had already happened. Perhaps after opening the door to the Holy Temple of Heaven and meeting the mother who created her and gave her the name of "Maiden Kingship", He would lift the curse for her, but that was a very distant thing and would not help her now.

So, do I have to keep experiencing this feeling of just being a spectator?

We were partners in this adventure, but I was the only one who couldn't help.

Or do you want to lend them your power?
……

Miss Shelia's words flashed through her mind, and Yieta's eyes gradually became firm. The uneasiness and insecurity that had once appeared on her face disappeared, leaving only a kind of sincere determination.

"Um, Saint Shallia." She raised her head and called her elder sister's name in a soft but serious tone: "Can you please come a little closer to me?"

The blue-haired shepherdess was slightly startled, but she quickly reacted, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she nodded: "Okay."

Although I don't know what Yieta wants to do, as a sister, isn't it normal for her to fulfill her sister's little wish? No reason or explanation is needed.

"What? Didn't you tell me?" Alice muttered and complained a few words, but she still stepped aside obediently to make way for Saint Shallia. The shepherdess took two steps forward and stopped just a few steps away from her sister, then asked, "Can you tell me now?"

"Not yet." Yieta shook her head in panic: "Please, come closer."

Saint Shallia took two more steps forward and then asked with her eyes: Is this okay?
"Well," Yieta swallowed her saliva, stretched out her thumb and index finger, and made a very small gesture: "Can you, come a little closer?"

Saint Xia Liya did not lose patience and took two more steps forward, getting closer to Yieta. However, she could not go any further because if she went any further, she would be face to face with Yieta.

From this distance, she could already smell the warm breath that was so close to her, blowing on her scattered hair and white neck. An itchy feeling made Yieta feel inexplicably flustered.

She swallowed again: "Okay, it's okay!"

Saint Xia Liya looked at her with gentle eyes, quietly waiting for what she had to say. Her clear golden eyes reflected her sister's panicked, uneasy and thoughtful face.

Everyone kept silent and acted as a qualified audience.

Yieta took a deep breath to calm her heart which was beating non-stop in her chest. She found herself unexpectedly calmer when the time came, perhaps because she knew she couldn't retreat. Since she couldn't retreat, she could only rush forward bravely and fearlessly.

After making up her mind, Miss Angel no longer hesitated. She suddenly took a step forward, and before Saint Shallia could react, she rushed into the warm atmosphere lingering around her sister, stretched out her hands, hugged her sister's waist tightly, and buried her head in her arms.

So warm.

This was the first thought that came to the girl's mind.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)