Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 415 Is Lingge such a person?

Leticia stared at Linger intently. Her tense back and vigilant eyes showed that she had not completely let down her guard against the group of people in front of her. Or rather, because of Linger's words just now, her guard was even more serious: "How did you guess that?"

This indirectly admitted that her grandmother was the legendary immortal witch. In fact, everyone had expected this, so even Metien didn't show a very surprised expression. Only Alice opened her eyes wide, thinking that this was unscientific. It was agreed that Leticia was the immortal witch, so how could she become her grandmother?

Linger looked at the vampire girl in front of him quietly. He wanted to say, "I didn't guess it at all. You wrote the answer on your face." But when the words came to his mouth, they turned into another meaning: "Because you mentioned just now that your grandmother has many residences in the swamp, and she has to move to a new place every once in a while. This behavior is obviously to avoid something, right?"

For example, avoid those ambitious people who are greedy and desire eternal life.

In addition, there may be people from the united cult who wrote the legend of the "Undead Witch" into the archives of the Fang of Eternal Life, indicating that they had been eyeing Leticia's grandmother a long time ago. The recorder of the archives is even the saint of the Inquisition, His Majesty the Lord Scarlet, the Grand Inquisitor of the Balance of Order. This shows how much the united cult attaches importance to this legend.

However, the reason they are concerned about this matter does not seem to be eternal life.

"Is that why?"

Leticia still looked a little skeptical. It was obvious that Linger's words did not completely convince her. The young man was not surprised. He stretched out his left hand to her and said, "This is the second reason."

Leticia - including everyone else, all focused their attention on his palm, or more precisely, on something quietly lying in the center of his palm. It was a silver hair, about half a palm long, thin and hard like a needle, gleaming with a slightly cold luster, as if moonlight and water ripples were flowing through it.

Linger continued, "I don't mean to stop you from saving people, but you have to calm down first. Acting on impulse is likely to lead to regret, there is no doubt about that."

The vampire girl's struggles gradually slowed down. When Saint Shallia let go of her, she did not run away immediately. She just silently put her hood back on and seemed to have regained her composure.

"But if you die, who will save your grandma?"

"I can do it!"

"Let me go!" The petite vampire tried to shake off her hand without a second thought, but failed. He turned his head and glared at her, slightly opening his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs: "I want to save grandma!"

Leticia looked at him angrily and bared her fangs: "I'm not afraid of death."

Before he finished speaking, Leticia rushed to the door without saying a word. However, there were many people in the room, and the narrow space became chaotic after she bumped into it. Everyone subconsciously dodged to the side, avoiding this vampire girl with a strange temper. In the chaos, Saint Xia Liya was quick to reach out and grab Leticia's hood, pulling her back before she rushed out of the room: "Where are you going, Leticia?"

"..."

Leticia said something stubborn to her, then struggled hard to break free. But Saint Shalia was as still as a mountain, and she didn't let go no matter how hard the vampire girl struggled. For some reason, her method always reminded Ling Ge of the way she held the lamb... It would be impolite to think about it any further, so the young man quickly drove the idea out of his mind.

"I found this outside. If I'm not mistaken, it should be werewolf hair." Ling'er's calm voice echoed in the not-so-spacious wooden house: "Before we entered the swamp, we heard that the leader of Silver Moon, Gundaruf, invited the legendary Undead Witch to visit the Forloze Castle, and she would show the power of the Fang of Eternal Life to the aliens in the swamp, in order to tempt them to form an alliance to fight against the alliance of the cult..."

Saint Shalia shook her head slightly: "It's too dangerous. You can't do it alone."

He said to Leticia who was still struggling, "I don't know what the situation is like in the Forloze Castle, but the two leaders of Silver Moon, Gundaruf and Linsas, are said to be Sequence 2 Great Magicians. In addition, there are more aliens who are coveting the power of the Fang of Eternal Life. If you rush in rashly, not only will you not be able to save your grandmother, but you will also be discovered by them and lose your life."

Leticia hid her face in the shadow of her hood and said sullenly, "I'm calm now."

hope so.

Linger did not continue to dwell on this topic, but instead gave her a very constructive suggestion: "I heard from Metien that your last name is Valenhild, which means that you and your grandmother are both descendants of the Bloodfang family, right? In that case, why don't you ask other Valenhilds for help?" "Indeed." Alice pinched her chin, revealing an expression of deep approval: "To deal with werewolves, we have to find vampires, which is a very scientific and reasonable thing to do.

Science is just mysticism.

Everyone looked at her with contempt, but the golden-haired maid was thick-skinned and ignored them all.

After hearing this suggestion, Leticia still lowered her head, and her voice became even more dull: "No, those guys won't help us."

Metien asked in confusion: "Why?"

"Because they are all bad guys." Leticia pulled down the outer edge of her hood, covering her eyes so that her friends wouldn't see the anger and hatred in her eyes. "If it weren't for them a long time ago, my grandma and I wouldn't have to live in the swamp. Later, they were driven out of the Harbor of Sad Rain and came to my grandma, asking us to restore the glory of our family... My grandma killed many people and drove away the rest. Later, she told me to never get close to other vampires on this island. If humans become trustworthy one day, only these vampires with the same surname of Valenhild are the most untrustworthy."

At the end of her speech, she quietly raised her head and glanced at Lingge.

The barely trustworthy humans that grandma mentioned seemed to be in front of her now. Although Leticia was not completely sure whether they were really trustworthy, at least they were definitely more trustworthy than her own people.

Her words also helped Lingge solve a puzzle in his heart, that is, why did the Neoersu family know that the Valenhild family had such a treasure as the Tooth of Eternal Life? Perhaps the Undead Witch's fellow tribesmen deliberately leaked the news, luring the werewolves of Neoersu to hunt down the Undead Witch, while Lingge secretly watched and waited for an opportunity to seize it. But this conspiracy did not succeed. Perhaps the Undead Witch noticed the sinister intentions of her fellow tribesmen, so she took Leticia away from the Harbor of Sad Rain and fled to the Void Root Swamp to live. Later, a war between the two families was triggered by accident.

Even though they had the same race, the same bloodline, and the same surname, they still couldn't resist the temptation of immortality, and ended up starting a war, killing countless lives. Isn't it ironic that a treasure called immortality brought so many deaths?
Linger had no intention of discussing this kind of philosophical relativity. He frowned slightly, feeling that things were getting a little tricky. Valenhild's vampires were untrustworthy, but the werewolves of Silver Moon were too powerful and supported by other swamp aliens, making them invincible. Who else could help Leticia rescue her grandmother? We couldn't rely on the union of the cults, could we? The union of the cults would certainly solve the problem, but the only flaw was that they solved it too thoroughly. Anyway, both sides were aliens, so let them all die.

Even more extreme than Alice.

Just as I thought of the golden maid, she jumped out, patted her chest and said to Leticia: "It's okay, we will help you find your grandma!"

"You? Help me?" Leticia was not happy, but showed a suspicious expression: "Why?"

"Because you are still useful."

Alice approached the vampire girl with a smile, pretending to be very familiar with her. She pointed at Lingge and said in a whisper that was not at all quiet: "You know, this guy is the most cold-blooded and ruthless person among us. He doesn't care about anything unless it involves his own interests. So, he will only help you if you are useful. If you are not useful, he won't even look at you!"

It sounded like it was smearing Ling'er's image, but for some reason, Ovella nodded in agreement.

Leticia took a step back cautiously: "I don't know what you mean by value, and I don't have any reward to give you."

“Hehehe.” Alice laughed like an evil witch: “It’s okay, you can pay it back with your body. Our Lingge likes your loli-like body and teeth!”

"..."

Leticia instantly took at least ten steps back, huddled in the corner of the room, and looked at a young man who liked the loli body type with a perverted look.

The corners of Ling'er's mouth twitched constantly.

Blood pressure started to rise again.

　Thanks to the ghostwriter for the 1 reward.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)