Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 490 Is that her curse?

“That’s too much.”

Standing on the top floor of the windmill tower, looking through the windmill blades slowly turning in the wind, everyone can clearly see the sea of ​​fire that is spreading wildly on the top of the mangrove forest, and see all the grass, trees and living things turning to ashes in the burning flames. The flames that shot up into the sky illuminated the night as bright as day. Puffs of black smoke shaped like giants' arms reached towards the sky and grabbed the edge of the heavy cloud land, as if a beast lurking under the swamp had stretched out thousands of arms, and was about to pull its body out of the sea of ​​fire and smoke and descend again on this charred and filthy dusty earth.

Even though they were far away, everyone could vaguely hear the wailing and sobbing of the creatures now in the swamp. The mansions and castles of the ancient families were reduced to ashes in the crimson disaster, and the homeless would also perish. When the fire was extinguished, only the embers in the firewood would remember that they had once existed.

Metien couldn't help but cover her mouth, fearing that she would be frightened by the nightmarish cries. She could hardly bear to watch such a tragic scene, and murmured: "How could they do such a cruel thing..."

The fire burned so fiercely and vigorously, and it was located in the dense mangroves, so it was impossible to extinguish it in a short period of time. Moreover, the combined forces of the cult had blocked all escape routes, which meant that all creatures in the swamp would die in the fire - all of them, including not only those aliens who had always been enemies of the cult, but also those aliens who just wanted to live in a corner and survive, and even those indigenous peoples who were older than the five major families, from the mangroves rooted in the swamp mud to the other animals and plants that relied on their protection to thrive... no one was spared.

It can be imagined that even if the fire is extinguished, the once lush Xugen Swamp will become a purgatory of charred ashes and dead soil with no vitality.

In order to achieve a resounding victory, could the people of the cult be so cruel and ruthless?
Metien couldn't imagine it, she silently withdrew her gaze, the little elf Shemi was sitting on her shoulder, and at this time he had no interest in talking, he just stretched out his hand and gently stroked his little friend's cheek, conveying his silent comfort.

The flaming beast was reflected in Never's silver eyes. Its huge shadow raging in the swamps and forests was probably not much different from the legendary terrifying constructed mecha, the Earth Witch. As if the scene had triggered memories of the past, the Countess sneered, "Those guys are still the same as before. During the dark cleansing period, all the cities ruled by aliens that were conquered by them would be burned with this flame for three days. This is the end of the fire, which relies only on magic to burn. They will burn until there is no magic reaction in the city, and then they will extinguish the flame. By then, all the aliens in the city, whether alive or dead, will turn into ashes. With the end of the dark cleansing, I thought I would never have the chance to see this kind of fire burning on the land of Motosh again in my life. I didn't expect that I would see everything after living for a long time."

She said it lightly and even sneered at the end, but everyone's mood was not relaxed, but rather heavy. When they looked at the fiery beast still wreaking havoc on the earth, they always felt a chill, as if burning not only the creatures now in the swamp, but also those noble surnames and prominent families who had been plucked out one by one by the minions of the cult and thrown into the fire and burned to ashes in the darkest times of the past hundreds of years. Their souls are still suffering in that crimson sea of ​​fire, unable to escape this horrible purgatory.

Thinking of this, everyone lost interest for a moment, silently watching the flames burning in the swamp, gradually engulfing everything, until the raging flames surged into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds like wildly growing vines, and a faint red light of destruction appeared between the dark clouds, as if it was going to burn the sky to ashes. But at this time, the flickering flames in everyone's eyes dimmed a lot, because they had already followed the cloud whale away, gradually leaving the virtual root swamp, drifting aimlessly in the cold and lonely night, not to go anywhere, just to leave this peninsula full of sin and blood.

Looking at the flaming beast gradually being swallowed by the lush forests and winding mountains on the horizon, Ling Ge suddenly recalled the time when the group first landed on the Shiqilia Peninsula. At that time, it seemed that a rain welcomed their arrival, and now a fire sent them away. But the meaning of the two is essentially the same. What was born in the rain and died in the fire are nothing more than some cold things. Just as people say when they evaluate the Shiqilia Peninsula or the people of the Rainy Harbor say self-deprecatingly, this is a place that is always ruled by cold rain, cold nights or other colder things.

……

When the burning shadow of the Hollow Root Swamp could no longer be seen, a slight snoring sound suddenly came from the side, calling everyone's attention. They all turned around and saw that it was Leticia curled up in her grandmother's arms, her hands tightly wrapped around Nevile's neck, sleeping soundly.

Alice couldn't help but be speechless: "How can she sleep like this? She is so careless."

I thought I was optimistic enough, but I didn't expect that there was someone who was better than me.

"She's just too tired." Nevile said, gently tidying up the messy hair on Leticia's forehead, and then quietly looking at her peaceful sleeping face. The depths of her silver eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight, which was unusually bright and clear: "She has experienced too many things tonight, so it is inevitable that she feels tired." Everyone thought she was referring to the two experiences of sneaking into the castle to rescue Nevile and escaping from the siege of the Order's troops. Only Ling's expression moved slightly, remembering Leticia's sudden death and the subsequent even more sudden resurrection. Of course, the amnesia was also indispensable.

He then asked Nevill, "What are your plans next?"

"You make it sound like I have many choices." Nevill glanced at the young man calmly. "I don't really understand what those crazy people in the Order are thinking, but if the Chief Judge didn't lie to us, Leticia, as the so-called Girl's Kingdom, must be their main focus. Although there is a sisterly relationship in name, I don't think these people will show mercy. It's obvious that they can do anything for their ideal careers. Since they killed their sisters with their own hands hundreds or thousands of years ago, why not do it again today?"

At this point, Nevill suddenly stopped talking, took a deep breath, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "This is really hell, Leticia became a sister with that lunatic for no reason. I have lived for so long, but this is the first time I have heard of such a ridiculous thing. It is even more ridiculous than Gundaruf's ambition to restore the Metosh Empire!"

The darling granddaughter whom he had raised for so long suddenly became a sister overnight with the enemy whom he feared and hated the most in his life. What happened tonight was so magical that even the Countess, who always maintained her aristocratic elegance and dignified manners, lost her composure and did not care whether her words contained any vulgarity of a country man.

Alice thought silently: Is this the only thing you are surprised about? Why don't you mention that Leticia is the ancestor of mankind? She once gave her royal power to mankind and helped Saint Tumi establish the initial supernatural system? She even fought with her own sisters, causing the continent to split into two parts... No, this blame should not be shared with the young royal power, it is all Saint Tumi's fault.

Lingge asked, "Does this mean you want to leave with us?"

"I guess so." Nevile said noncommittally, "Anyway, there's nothing worth staying in this peninsula. If I stay here, I'll be annoyed to death by those mad dogs of the Balance of Order sooner or later. It's better to just leave and save a lot of trouble."

Alice said nervously, "Maybe if you go with us you'll get into more trouble?"

Nevile glanced at her and said, "That's also related to Leticia. I can't just ignore it."

The silver-eyed Countess saw clearly that as the young queen, Leticia had no reason to withdraw since she had been drawn into this vortex. Even if she wanted to, the witches of the cult alliance - or in other words, the witch association would not agree.

"In that case," Linger said, "I have something I need to confirm with you first, Your Excellency the Countess."

"Just call me by my name. I think it will be more convenient. What do you want to ask, Mr. Ling?"

"Regarding the fact that Leticia came back to life and lost her memory." Linger looked directly into her eyes and asked word by word: "Is that Leticia's curse?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)