Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 687: Is the protagonist’s bloodline important?
"From a human being to a demon?" This incredible plot suddenly perked up Alice, and she stared at Nevile with sparkling eyes: "Can humans also become aliens? What's the principle?"

"I don't know whether humans can become aliens, to be honest." The Countess shrugged gracefully. "Even if there is a precedent of Lord Pancras, it is just an exception. No one else can do this. As for how Lord Pancras became an alien, you have to ask Miss Shesta. Speaking of which, we came to this shelter because she has a deep friendship with Lord Pancras, so she should know what's going on."

This sentence successfully focused everyone's attention on the smiling and silent proprietress. Alice's bright eyes clearly said "update soon". However, the proprietress was indeed a travel fairy with three pairs of butterfly wings. She was experienced and was not afraid of such a situation. She just chuckled and said, "Although I know the truth, I'm afraid you won't believe it: It is said that after leaving St. Annville Cross Church, Lord Pancras saved many aliens who were homeless like him during his wandering. However, due to his human identity, these aliens were unwilling to trust him and always escaped when he was not paying attention. In the end, they often became the souls killed by the silver mad dogs."

"This situation made Lord Pancras very sad and guilty. Perhaps he thought of the innocent people who died in the conflict and attributed the deaths of these aliens to himself. For this reason, the kind-hearted elder fasted for seven days and nights and prayed sincerely to the great saint, asking for a chance to change his fate and save goodness. In the end, the saint responded to his prayer. When the old man appeared before the world again, he had transformed from a human body to a demon spirit body, proving his will and belief at the cost of abandoning the past."

"So, the aliens he saved finally put their unreserved trust in him, respected him, loved him, and regarded him as their mentor and best friend, willing to follow him to the ends of the earth. And Lord Pancras wandered all the way, collecting aliens along the way, and gradually formed a huge group. If there were too many people, it would be inconvenient to move around, and it would easily attract the attention of the church alliance. For this reason, he led his followers to the Three Mountains and established the current alien shelter - the Gospel Academy."

After saying this, Shesta looked towards the wall. Through the open window, she saw the quiet atrium, the solemn columns and the magnificent main hall in the night. She couldn't help but think: "Perhaps he built the shelter in the shape of a church to commemorate the days when he lived in St. Annville's Cross Church."

Such a huge scale could not be accomplished by Pancras alone, and it was obvious that the aliens he saved also participated in the project. They might not know why the old man they followed wanted to build the shelter in the shape of a church, but without exception they respected his choice and gave their all.

“It sounds like a fairy tale.”

Olvera curled up on the sofa, hugged her knees and whispered her thoughts.

Others also think so. This story is like a fairy tale. The first half is full of ups and downs and tears, but fortunately the ending is satisfactory.

"why?"

Olvera immediately raised her head and glared at her fiercely, "I don't allow you to do this, Alice!"

Ah, after listening to Fei'er's story, you not only hate the Witch Society, but also hate the other culprit? But young girl, what does the word "also" mean, and why are you talking to me? It's better to make such ambiguous words clear, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings, okay?
Avella was a little afraid of Alice's threat, but she didn't want to give in, so she snorted and turned away proudly, no longer looking at her. Saint Xia Liya was more gentle, and even in the face of the golden-haired maid's strange ideas, she could patiently ask: "Alice, do you want to become an alien? Why?"

"Because Saint Tumi is not a good person either!"

Alice didn't care whether the tone of the story was beautiful or sentimental. She was now thinking about one question, and she said thoughtfully: "Can I become an alien by praying to the saint? Should I give it a try?"

The answer given by the golden-haired maid was hilarious: "Because it's fun!"

She stood up and waved her fists, saying arrogantly, "A talented player like me might become the protagonist of a legendary story in the future? The protagonist's bloodline must be noble. The protagonists of other novels are either half-elf or descendants of divine blood. Only I am a human. Human sounds lame, okay?"

I didn't expect that there would be a theory of bloodline here. Everyone looked at each other tacitly, and then dispersed.

"I'll go see if Leticia is sleeping well." The countess stretched and walked slowly to her granddaughter's room. "Although she has become much better behaved since her last reincarnation, I don't know why, but I'm even more worried about her. Lingge, if you have time, you should spend more time with her and don't let her get too lonely."

What does this have to do with me? And how could she be lonely when she has Metien and Shemi with her?

"Then I'd better go back to Yunjingkong Island. I'm worried about leaving Xie Liya alone in the hotel." The proprietress walked to the door of the living room and waved her hand with a smile as a farewell: "Also, Ling Ge, you must remember to control yourself when living with so many beautiful girls. I can understand the young people's blood, but the girls here are still too young. If you really can't control yourself, you can come to the hotel to find me. I'm an adult."

Are you sure this is something an adult should say? And when did I lose control of myself? Aren't we supposed to live together in a hotel?

"Ovella, you should go back to bed. Girls can't stay up late all the time." Saint Xia Liya walked to Ovella's sofa, looked at her sister imposingly, and taught her as an elder sister: "Go to bed early and get up early, then your body will be healthy. I will sleep with you tonight and I will supervise you to sleep."

"Ah, this..." Ovella opened her mouth in embarrassment and looked at Lingge for help.

"Even if Ling Ge helps you this time, I won't sit idly by. Also, Ling Ge, you can't always spoil her. Avella has become so willful because of your indulgence."

When did I help her? Besides, I didn't condone her, at most I just helped her keep the secret.

Silently watching Saint Xia Liya dragging Olvera away with her ruthless iron hand, Princess Belmang's tearful expression looked as if she was about to be executed, but the young man pretended not to see it and did not feel any uneasiness in his conscience.

When he turned around, he found that he and Alice were the only ones left in the huge living room.

"Ah!" The golden-haired maid was overjoyed: "Lingge, you didn't leave. I knew you could understand me. Unlike those ordinary people, you don't understand the importance of bloodline to the protagonist. Let me tell you..."

"No." Ling Ge interrupted her talk coldly: "I'm just not sleepy yet."

"..."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)