Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 444: A vampire who can’t fly?

After destroying the knight golem guarding the underground secret room, Alice wanted to say that it was time to collect the spoils. However, both Leticia and Nevile turned a blind eye to the wealth accumulated by the Neoesu family over hundreds of years that was so close to them. They quickly found a way to leave at the other end of the secret room. There was also a gray-white stone door. After pulling open the copper ring on the door, there was a spiral staircase that went up, as if it was looping in an endless tower.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Alice was so anxious that if she had a physical body, she would have started to show her teeth and claws. “Open the treasure chest! Open the treasure chest! So many things have dropped, and you guys won’t pick them up? Turn back and take something at least!”

She could not accept the behavior of ignoring the treasure chest and leaving the copy directly after defeating the BOSS, and thought it was a great insult - not only an insult to the game, but also an insult to herself as a game developer.

Leticia rubbed her red nose and replied dryly, "There's no time for this, Alice."

The explosion countdown in the prompt box is less than three minutes left. Is the loot more important or life more important? I believe that any humanoid creature with normal intelligence can make the right judgment.

"What are you afraid of? The worst that can happen is that you will die once!"

Only Alice can't do it.

Leticia ignored her yelling and walked up the stairs with her grandmother, quickly leaving the secret room where the Neoesu family hid their treasures. She soon left the broken knight golem half-kneeling on the ground far behind her, until she could no longer see its huge shadow when she looked back.

The two climbed up the stairs faster than they did down, perhaps because they knew time was running out and instinctively quickened their pace. About half a minute later, they reached the end of the stairs. On top was a thick stone slab, blocking the way, but on the wall next to it was an iron chain with a copper ring, which seemed to be used to open a mechanism. Leticia tried to pull it, and heard a rumbling sound from inside the stone wall. Then, the stone slab above her head slowly moved to both sides, allowing the blood-red moonlight from the outside to fall, illuminating the last section of stairs leading to the ground.

This cemetery looked like it had not been taken care of for a long time. It was a desolate scene. The iron carved railings were twisted like thorns, the moon-white courtyard wall had long collapsed, and the scattered bricks and stones were mixed with the bones dug out by wild beasts. A few old and skinny swamp red pines were growing desolately, and the dead branches stretched out like the strange claws of corpses, cutting the night sky into pieces, and presenting a weird and cold temperament under the bloody moonlight.

"Uh."

"fake?"

Nevill was startled when she saw the blood-red full moon in the sky, and then she turned her head and looked nervously at the girl behind her. But Leticia seemed to have guessed her thoughts and shook her head calmly: "It's okay, grandma, it's a fake full moon."

Nevile didn't quite believe it at first, but then she saw Leticia looking calm, and knew she wasn't lying. She couldn't help but sigh, "Who could create such a real full moon? Could it be a true God? No, even if it's a true God, he can't affect the state of the stars in the sky..."

The cold wind blew by, like the whisper of the dead, making people shudder. In the thick fog, a huge blood moon was looming, it was falling every moment, and now it seemed to be closer to the world than before, so that people felt as if they could touch its temperature with their hands, it must be very cold, like solidified blood.

Nevi walked in front, holding an oil lamp to lead the way, and Leticia followed closely behind. After leaving the passage, they found themselves in a dark and gloomy cemetery. There were gray-white tombstones everywhere, some of which were still intact, while others were broken and the other half was buried deep in dense weeds. The two of them walked out of a dilapidated open-air tomb. The heavy stone slab that blocked the exit of the secret passage was not a coffin board, but the base of a statue guarding the tomb. However, the statue on it had disappeared and was thrown into some dark corner.

It's the spirit behind my mind.

Leticia wisely kept this to herself and gently tugged at her grandmother's sleeve, indicating that there was not much time left and that they should not worry about these details and should just leave quickly.

There is only one minute left before the explosion. …

After leaving the cemetery, Leticia found that the surrounding terrain was somewhat familiar. The jagged rocks, the bleak weeds, and the withered and bleak trees growing on the steep cliffs seemed to be exactly the same as the cliff she climbed when she came here? In this way, the cemetery should be located directly behind the castle, not far from the back garden.

"Does this mean we have to go back the same way?" Alice complained.

"How can we get back the same way?" Leticia stood on the edge of the cliff, looking out in a very dangerous posture, and saw the darkness and depth below, like an abyss with no sight of the bottom. The arc of the circle turned into a huge whirlpool in the naked eye, like the open mouth of a monster, lurking in the dark night to choose someone to devour. The wind from high above whistled past, making her thin body tremble, and she felt shaky. She quickly took a step back and shook her head repeatedly, her little face paler than the exposed rock formation next to her: "No, impossible!"

She felt very relaxed when climbing up, because her eyes were always looking up, and she didn't need to pay attention to the situation below, so she naturally didn't realize how dangerous the height she was at was. And the firm belief in her heart would support her to ignore the surrounding environment and focus on her goal. But climbing down along the original route is a completely different concept. Experienced climbers and rock climbers know that the way down the mountain is always more difficult than the way up.

"What are you talking about, Leticia?" Nevile noticed the girl's timid expression and asked in confusion: "Although it is indeed a bit high, you are a vampire."

The ancient Sikilia Peninsula was full of legends and poems about vampires flying gracefully in the cold dark night and the quiet moonlight. For ordinary people and even ordinary aliens, such as werewolves, the cliff where Froze Castle was located was indeed a dangerous place, but for vampires, it was just a little higher. As long as the altitude did not make the air so thin that it was impossible to breathe, they could fly freely.

As a vampire, is it necessary for Leticia to be so afraid of cliffs?

After she finished speaking, the girl's body seemed to stiffen for a moment. After a while, she slowly raised her head, with a sad face, and said to Nevile, who looked confused: "Grandma..."

"kindness?"

"actually, I……"

"what happened?"

"I can't fly anymore, woooo!"

"???"

In such a moment, the degree of shock and fright Nevelle felt was even ranked second in her life which was too long to be summarized in her memory. The first was the night when she thought she had died long ago but opened her eyes and resurrected in a girl's arms.

She thought that nothing could disturb her mind after that night. However, it was the same girl who taught her a lesson with her actions, telling her a truth that has long been a consensus in human society but she was learning it for the first time: if you live long enough, you will see all kinds of strange things.

This includes those who have come back from the dead, and also vampires who cannot fly.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)