Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 502 Are You Awake?
Alice's words were quite simple, as if they would definitely feel better if she spoke. But we must know that human emotions are the most complicated things in the world. All life and death in the world are caused by them. Sometimes even the universe revolves around the emotions of living beings. Otherwise, why would the goddess leave such rich emotional changes to her children, and why would the young royal powers believe in Saint Tomi's words and fall into a chaotic and filthy vortex?
So sometimes, even the gods who control the laws of the universe cannot understand what the emotions of living beings are. However, Alice expects a mortal to enlighten the gods. If this were known by those fanatical religious lunatics in ancient times, they would probably regard it as the ravings of a madman and write it into a book of teachings to warn later generations not to cross the line and peek into the greatness of the gods.

Having said that, he couldn't really ignore it. After all, the girls' mental state was directly related to whether the next journey would be smooth. Besides, it wasn't too difficult to say a few words of encouragement and comfort. He had already known these words by heart when he faced those hungry and cold homeless people or the poor who had nowhere to go in Tianxin Church. The only difference was that in the past he was a pastor, guiding and enlightening those lost lambs, but now he was a partner and friend.

A companion who has walked with him all the way and fought side by side, as well as a friend who has gotten to know him a little better and is no longer so strange - at least, this is how Lingge understands the relationship between himself and the young royal power, and he thinks it is perfect.

Although some people may have different opinions, and Lingge also knew that these people would have different opinions, he always kept this idea in his heart and never revealed it to others, not even his closest sister, Medien.

After walking out of the forest, Lingge walked towards the flower field for a few minutes and met a group of silly stone guards. They were laying wooden boards on the road under their feet and fixing them with their innate earth and stone magic to prevent them from loosening due to wind, rain or years of wear and tear. Similarly, these wooden boards were also special wooden boards blessed by the proprietress Shesta and the bartender Xie Liya with fairy magic. In Alice's words, they were "buffed" and could effectively isolate insect bites and vine prying. It can be imagined that after the road is paved, its firmness will probably not be worse than the cement roads in human cities.

As for why the stone elf guards who were supposed to be working diligently in the herb garden were sent here to pave the road... that was of course a task proposed and assigned to them by the proprietress. She said at the time: "Although Miss Yieta's island is beautiful, it has many inconveniences as a place to live. We are residents of this island and are able to live here temporarily because of Miss Yieta's care. In this case, we should make corresponding contributions to it." So she proposed a plan to pave a wooden boardwalk on the island. Her ideological awareness and action were enough to make Alice ashamed - of course, she would never do that.

In the boss lady's vision, this road will connect various important places on the Sky Island, such as the Fairy Sleep Inn, the flower fields, Iyetta's windmill tower, the herb garden that has been moved to the forest, and even the pond where Lingge often stays. She also said that it would be more reasonable to make a good plan now, and if other buildings are to be built on the Sky Island in the future, it might be more reasonable to use this road as a reference.

Although Ling Ge always felt that she was thinking too far ahead, after all, if it was for living, even if all of them moved into the Fairy Sleep Inn, there would still be dozens of rooms left, so why would they need to build other buildings? Unless Alice came up with some new ideas one day, but she was a person who would get excited after three minutes, and she was afraid that she would not be able to persist in something as patient as building a house.

But the lady boss is happy, and besides, the island's owner, Yieta, and the stone guards responsible for road construction have no objections, so how can anyone else have a say? So in the past half month, Yunjingkong Island has been undergoing a large-scale construction, and stone guards can be seen everywhere carrying wood and planks, busy in the mountains and forests. It is said that because too many people were assigned to build roads, the daily maintenance of the herb garden has been somewhat slack. If it weren't for the help of the group of rotten wood monsters who joined earlier, I'm afraid those picky magic herbs would have collectively refused water and hunger to protest - they really can do such a thing.

Linger stopped a stone spirit guard and asked him about the location of Saint Shallia. The stone spirit, whose body was covered with moss and vines, seemed to have a hard time thinking. Linger had to repeat his question several times before he understood his question. Then he scratched his big round head and pointed to a forest on the east side of the island.

Perhaps due to the original valley terrain, the thing that this sky island lacks the most is forests. Except for the flower field area where Yieta lives, which is relatively flat, there are lush old trees everywhere: spring ivy, summer cherry, autumn cedar, yew, oak, wind cypress, white city sycamore, red maple... The youngest one is at least a hundred years old, and the oldest one needs at least ten people to hug it to measure its waist circumference.

Linger thanked the stone guard and walked in the direction he pointed. After bypassing two construction sites, he entered the forest from the edge of the flower field and went deeper along a winding path. Surprisingly, the forest looked dense from the outside, but the space inside was very spacious. The further in, the sparser the trees were. On the contrary, the density of shrubs, angiosperms, ferns and fungi on the ground increased significantly. New green weeds also stubbornly poked their heads out from the fallen leaves, dotted with small yellow and white flowers, adding a bit of vitality in midsummer to the forest that always showed the bleak autumn atmosphere.

Linger soon found Saint Shallia—or to be more precise, Saint Shallia's lamb. At the time, it was digging up tree roots with its hooves under a small hill, looking for food or just playing. When it saw Linger coming, it raised its head and opened its mouth to call out, but strangely, it made no sound, so it seemed like a silent protest.

Lingge ignored it and climbed the hill. Then he understood why it didn't make any sound. This small hill is actually located at the edge of the forest. If you go further, you will leave the forest and see the steep cliff edge and the white crystals floating faintly between the dense vegetation. Although it is high, the slope is not steep. On the other side, it forms a gentle slope, which is covered with lush green grass and unknown flowers swaying gently. When the wind blows, it sets off layers of green waves that make people feel happy. On the meadow, a beautiful and peaceful girl is lying in the grass and flowers, with her eyes slightly closed, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, sleeping peacefully, her breathing is slow and even, as if she has blended into the gentle wind and almost merged into one. The warm and bright sunlight falls on her body, covering her hair, which is as green as the meadow, with a layer of brilliant golden light.

So, the lamb doesn't make any sound because it doesn't want to wake up its owner?

Even a sheep was so tactful, so Lingge would not intentionally disturb Saint Xia Liya's nap. He subconsciously lowered his footsteps, but it was okay not to do so, because the soft and thick grass had absorbed all the footsteps, making the sound of pedestrians running become like the tiptoeing of rabbits, and it was impossible to disturb the girl's sleep.

When Lingge walked to her side, he hesitated for a moment, and finally chose a suitable distance to sit down, then retracted his gaze from the peaceful sleeping face, and looked out at the endless sky and the blue sea at the end of his sight. This small hill should be the location specially selected by Saint Xia Liya, otherwise the view would not be so good. If you look up a little, you can pass by the huge body of the whale, and see the scene below like a miniature sand table constantly passing by, and there are waves of white clouds surging over the huge fins on both sides, cut into narrow shapes by the howling storm, like white smoke columns rising from the volcano in the sky.

Lingge made a quick calculation and found that this was probably the back part of the whale's head, that is, located on the northeast side of the entire island. It was almost the highest place on the island with the sparsest vegetation, so it was not surprising to see such a magnificent sight - even if you stood on the top floor of the windmill tower in Yieta, the view would not be better than here.

How did Saint Shalia find such a great location?

The young man thought about it and couldn't help but look at the sleeping girl. Then he was startled because he saw that the girl's long eyelashes seemed to move. The next moment, she slowly opened her eyes. The slightly surprised face was clearly reflected in her clear and blank platinum eyes.

She woke up.

"Bah!"

That was the lamb's dissatisfied cry, blaming the young man for waking up his master.

Although, he did not expect this result, since he did not make any noise. Or was it that what woke Saint Shallia from her sleep was not a sound from the outside world, but a premonition from the heart?
It’s like, she can’t see, can’t hear, but… can she feel?
　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)