Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 662: Do you feel happy when being praised?

Chapter 662: Do you feel happy when being praised?
In this way, in order to complete the first commission in his adventurer career, Linger began to work as a history teacher in the newly built Tianxin Church, explaining a few historical stories to the immature little girls every day, and answering all kinds of strange questions. This process is actually a process of mutual learning, because the aliens have a different perspective on human history, and they can always come up with all kinds of refreshing or eye-opening views.

Historical issues are essentially issues of stance, and young people now have a deeper understanding of this statement.

During his lecture, Whale Cloud Island had flown over the Plainta Plain and Tyburn Valley, and continued westward along the mighty Waterwheel River, pursuing the remnant of the ancient city in the vast land of Lunkwell. However, as time passed, on May 5, they suddenly found that they could not move forward.

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Airships with a length of more than 150 meters slowly cruised over the city, like giant deep-sea whales roaming in the dark deep sea, projecting searchlight-like beams from the huge single eye on the top of their heads, breaking through the bleak clouds one after another. Their number was more than hundreds or thousands, almost gathering into a storm or tide, submerging the city's sky.

Occasionally, flocks of black crows fly under the sky, flexibly soaring beside those huge and bulky airships, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing, but always maintaining a seemingly loose but actually tight formation, not giving the expected enemy any chance to take advantage. If your eyesight is good enough, you can also see the cloaks covered with a thick layer of steel feathers on the black crows, and then you will understand that they are not real crows, but soldiers who have gained the ability to fly with the help of special magic equipment, and are on patrol.

"There are so many airships and soldiers." Miss Angel stood on the balcony, holding the telescope made for her by Rorona in one hand, observing the sky of the ancient city from afar, and couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.

Linger, who was also standing on the balcony, listened to her description and analyzed calmly, "That should be a special force jointly established by the Kingdom's military and the Order, responsible for guarding the capital's security. The publicly announced number is the 13th Dragon Riders Corps. What you saw should be the airship unit and wingsuit mobile unit directly under the unit. There were rumors that they strictly blocked the airspace below 3,000 meters in the capital. I thought it was just nonsense in the past. After all, today's airship technology has not reached such an advanced level. I didn't expect it to be true."

Civilian airships and even ordinary military airships naturally cannot reach such altitudes, but the Union of Cults also possesses the most advanced and widely used magical technology in the world. Therefore, let alone airships, they can even send soldiers to the same altitude in the sky, allowing them to soar and cruise like birds, just like the Death Bird Unit that was glimpsed in the city of Nimsher.

"Oh." Yieta nodded as if she understood, but in fact she didn't understand what these words meant. She only knew that those airships and wingsuit soldiers were from the combined forces of the Order. Since they were from the combined forces of the Order, they were enemies, right?
"Then how can we get through?" Miss Angel looked troubled. "Their blockade is too tight. I can't find a place for Yunjing Sky Island to land. If we forcefully break through the blockade, we might be discovered."

It's not that you might be discovered, but you will definitely be discovered.

It was definitely not possible to force a breakthrough, so they could only find a place to land far away from the city and then go to Lunweiting by land. Although there was a risk of being discovered by the spies of the cult, it was better than rushing in without hesitation.

Having said that, where to land is also a problem. Lunweiting is not a small city like Rostin or Port of Desolate Rain. Leaving the city is a vast and sparsely populated suburb, with large areas of remote areas for docking and hiding. As the capital of the kingdom, the oldest and most prosperous city in the West Continent, the world's economic and political center, the suburbs here are even comparable to the urban areas of some cities. Not only do farmers, craftsmen, merchants, farmers, company clerks, government employees, and the middle class live here, but there are also hostels, inns, carriage shops, markets, ancient ruins, castles, and villas where nobles go hunting or cool off in the summer.

Although the people of Lunwitin have been committed to cutting off the area outside the city, in a broad sense, this place is still part of Lunwitin, and in some ways it is even more prosperous and bustling, and the population is more densely populated. If Yunjing Sky Island lands in such a place, it will be seen by others if it is not careful, and then at the latest one day, the news will spread to the city, becoming a rural anecdote among farmers who come to the city to sell vegetables or newspaper boys, and then spread to the ears of the united cult, and they will know it.

Ling never doubted the strength of the church's control over the grassroots. Their tribunes were sometimes even more diligent and conscientious than government officials, so they would never let go of any suspicious rumors and intelligence.

It is too difficult to find a secluded area to hide next to a bustling metropolis like Lunweiting. Lingge was silent in thought. Yieta put down the telescope, looked at him carefully, and suddenly said, "Do you want to go and discuss it with Miss Shesta?"

"Xiesta?" Ling Ge was obviously stunned when he heard this: "Why?"

If he were to ask Saint Shalia, Rorona, or even Alice for advice, it would make sense, but why the landlady? She didn't seem to have any outstanding performance except running the hotel and hosting banquets? Was it just because the landlady had a good relationship with him that Ieta recommended her?

"Hmm!" Yieta seemed to see the suspicion in Linger's eyes. She couldn't help but puff up her cheeks and said angrily, "Have you forgotten that Miss Shesta went to many places during her pilgrimage in the past? Didn't she provide very important information when we were in the Siqilia Peninsula last time? I remember she also mentioned the story of Renwitin to me. It seems that when she was still young, the first stop of her pilgrimage was Renwitin. So, maybe she will have some way?"

It turned out to be the case.

As a traveling fairy who has completed the pilgrimage, the proprietress Shesta's experience and connections are indeed a valuable asset.

"I understand." Linger nodded slightly: "Then I will go to ask Miss Shesta. Thank you for your advice. It is very useful, Yieta."

"Hey hey hey."

Yieta's anger suddenly turned into joy. She wrapped her body with white wings, leaving only her little face exposed. She smiled shyly, as if she was not used to being praised.

However, when she lived in Avignon Village, the villagers must have praised her a lot. Why haven't she gotten used to it yet?
Lingge left the windmill tower room in a confused mood and walked towards the Fairy Sleep Inn. After he left, Yieta quickly returned to her room on the first floor, took out her treasured notebook from the drawer, turned to a blank page, and carefully wrote down her personal experience: "I feel very happy when I am praised by others..."

Her pen paused here for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, she crossed out the previous content and revised it to: "Will you feel happy when Lingge praises you?"

There is a question mark at the end, not a period.

 Give me some meow
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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