Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 653 Don’t I need your company?

The debate about "whether human cities are dirty or not" has come to an end. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, we must keep moving forward. Therefore, after dinner, Saint Charia immediately set off for the windmill tower room to ask Ieta to turn around the direction of the Whale Sky Island and fly to the capital of the Great Britta Kingdom, Lunweiting. As for the others, they also had their own things to do and soon dispersed. It is worth mentioning that Alice did not immediately run back to her room to play games, but went to her alchemy workshop with Rolena, probably to perfect the "interesting idea" she mentioned before.

Lingge could only pray that she wouldn't do anything bad again, although the possibility of this was very low.

The young man stood in the corridor and knocked on the door. The sound of his knuckles gently touching the dark brown wooden door echoed in the dim light. The second floor of the hotel was the living and resting area. The lights here were always on. Sometimes candles burned on the brass lamps, and sometimes small light balls were created by a trivial magic trick. The former was often during the day, and the latter was late at night.

It’s not that the traveler fairies don’t know how to be frugal, but after they turn off the lights, there will always be someone else to light them up again. That person’s activities are all over the entire Yunjingkong Island, so theoretically you can find her anywhere; similarly, her activity times are also spread throughout the entire timetable, so theoretically you can meet her at any time period, whether it’s midnight when everyone is asleep, or dawn when the sky is slightly bright.

She stayed up even more late than Alice, and her high energy surprised everyone. Although she was sleep deprived every day, she was still alive. It was a miracle of life. After learning about the situation, Saint Shallia rarely put on her sister's airs and taught her a lesson, but it didn't seem to work. According to a bartender who did not want to reveal her name, from midnight to two o'clock every morning, the girl could still be seen wandering around the island like a ghost, which was very creepy.

Of course, so far, only Lingge knows the real reason.

The door opened from the inside, revealing a confused little face. This confusion became more obvious after seeing Ling Ge: "Ling Ge... why did you come to see me?"

Lingge replied: "I have something to discuss with you."

"Oh." Olvera muttered, "I knew you always come to me when you have something to do."

Unlike Sister Xiaoxia and Yieta, I would go to chat with them no matter what.

"What did you say?" Lingge didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing, nothing!" Avella quickly shook her head to deny it, then slowly opened the door wide enough for one person to enter, and said reluctantly, "Come in."

Lingge had no intention of delving into the reason for her dissatisfaction. He nodded and walked into the girl's room. It was still as clean and tidy as before. The cabinets, hangers, display cabinets, and decorations such as hats, silver combs, and potted plants were all neatly arranged. The only difference was that more than half of the grids on her bookshelf were filled, which was completely different from the last time she saw only a few books. It seemed that she had not been overwhelmed by the vacation during this period, but had been working hard silently.

Maybe in the near future, we will have two more bookshelves here.

On the desk near the window was Olvera's lantern, which was said to be a relic left to her by her father. In the past, the girl always kept it with her because she felt insecure and only the light from the lantern could make her feel at ease. But as she gradually got used to life on the Whale Island, the lantern was used less and less. In the end, Olvera simply left it in the room. Whether she went to the first floor of the hotel to eat and rest, or walked around the island to relax, she no longer needed it to accompany her.

It's hard to say whether this is the girl's way of saying goodbye to the past, but at least it's a good change. In addition to the lantern, there is an open notebook and a fountain pen on the desk. The ink-colored words on the paper present a warm texture under the light. It seems that before I knocked on the door to disturb her, Ovella should be working on her creation. I just don't know if she has made any progress compared to before.

There was nothing wrong with her writing style, but what needed to be improved were her ideas and narrative rhythm. Linger could point out the problems, but he couldn't help her solve them, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he got straight to the point and stated his purpose: "You should know that our next destination is Lunweiting, Avra, I need some information about that city for reference for our next itinerary and plan."

This has always been Linger's habit. Every time he goes to a new area, he must learn about the information of that place in advance, whether it is the local customs, natural geography, or even various ancient legends and folk anecdotes. He must have the most basic knowledge. Only in this way can he calmly deal with various emergencies.

Many people think they know Lunwitting well enough because the name of the city always appears in every aspect of their lives. In fact, it is just a stereotype. Their understanding of Lunwitting is limited to the prosperous illusion of the kingdom's capital or the arrogance of Lunwitting people, but they have no idea how prosperous and arrogant it is.

What Ling wanted to know was the city's topography, landforms, administrative planning, political situation, iconic city buildings, residents' living conditions, ancient city legends, secret folk rumors and other information, and even some information that could only be described as confidential: the personnel distribution and operational efficiency of the police departments on each street, the number of troops stationed in the capital area and the weapons and equipment, the sphere of influence and radiation of the Order in Lunwitin, and even the attitudes of the dignitaries in the Crimea Palace or the bigwigs in the North Suris Field towards the Order. This was information that ordinary people could not access, but in Olvera's [Book of Truth], as long as you were willing to have a little patience, it was not a difficult task.

"So that's it."

After listening to Ling'er's request, Avella nodded slowly: "No problem, I will organize the information you want and give it to you, but it may take some time."

Currently, the [Book of Truth] can only retrieve information by three keywords, and the amount of text searched is often too large, so Ovilla needs to manually screen it. This is a very tiring job, but the princess of Beman does not need to sleep and is on standby 24 hours a day, so she doesn't feel anything.

"It's ok."

Linger said: "Just give it to me before you arrive at Lunweiting - or, do you need my help?"

"No need." Aoweila glanced at him, then slowly lowered her eyelids and muttered, "Just keep your time and go accompany Sister Xiaoxia or Yieta. Anyway, I don't need anyone to accompany me."

Ling Ge: “?”

Why do I feel like her words have a hidden meaning?

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)