Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 692 Do you want to accept the punishment?
"hey-hey."

Olvera looked at Lingge with a smug look on her face, as if to say, "You've revealed your flaw."

Ling Ge didn't expect that she would be so cunning, and couldn't help but feel speechless, but he didn't take it to heart, and casually replied: "I guess so, but it's okay now."

"Really?" Olvera looked at Ling Ge with suspicion: "Why do I feel that Metien is still in a bad mood? It doesn't look like there is no problem at all?"

"That's because she rarely quarrels, and it was just a little awkward after she calmed down."

"Rarely quarrel? Have you never quarreled before? I think so, after all, you and Metien have a good relationship." Olvera asked and answered by herself. It was unknown what her mood was. She was talking to herself: "But why did you quarrel? You are so close, did you steal Metien's snacks? No, that's what Alice would do. Ah, I see, are you against her continuing to be friends with Shemi because it will affect Metien's IQ, just like the parents of the eldest lady in the novel who don't allow their daughter to marry a poor boy from the countryside?"

The more she guessed, the more outrageous it became. Ling Ge had to come out and clarify the rumors: "It has nothing to do with what you think. It was just some differences of opinion. Now it has been...resolved."

When talking about solving the problem, Ling'er's tone was obviously paused, because he couldn't tell whether the problem had been solved or not. From the actual situation, it would be more accurate to say that it was shelved. Because Metien failed to convince his brother to restart Tianxin Church, and Ling'er failed to convince his sister to give up this idea, both sides tacitly avoided this matter in an awkward atmosphere.

But escaping can't solve any problems. One day, they still have to reach a consensus, which may be Metien's compromise or Ling's concession. Apart from this, is there a third possibility?

"That's great..."

At the end of her speech, she puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction and looked angrily at the young man who tried to discredit her, like a squirrel with acorns stuffed in its cheeks.

They are not my sisters!
The words almost came out of her mouth, but they got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them. Olvera was stunned, and she realized that no matter how reluctant she was, the facts were facts and would not change: a long time ago, she and those witches were sisters and had a good relationship. But later, due to some reasons, the two sides had different ideas, so the sisters had to confront each other to death.

"They are not—"

"No." Ling Ge suddenly realized that something was wrong. He frowned slightly and said, "I remember that you did have a quarrel with your sister, and your attitude was very firm, right?"

As for quarreling with her brothers and sisters? Although she does have some sisters now, they have a good relationship with each other. She respects and relies on Saint Shalia, has pity for Ieta, and regards Rorona as a good friend with whom she can talk about everything. Her feelings towards Leticia are more complicated. After all, the little bat will forget about everyone every once in a while, but she will still try to build a good relationship with her. Therefore, it is not to the point of quarreling - the only person who can quarrel with the princess is probably a golden maid, but the actual situation is that Alice unilaterally blamed Olvera after she died suddenly while playing games.

"Eh?" Olvera looked confused. "Have I ever quarreled with my brothers and sisters? When? Where? With whom? Sister Saint Charia? Ieta? Rolena? Or Leticia? None of them. Lingge, you can't slander me!"

She sighed again, her tone melancholy and her eyes sad.

She slowly curled up her legs, hugged her knees, and murmured softly: "Lingge, you are so annoying..."

If this is considered a quarrel, it is too serious.

"In the last level of the game, you had a quarrel with the witch named Carabosse, right? And you also had a quarrel with Fei Er after she appeared in the Virtual Root Swamp, right?" The young man pointed out bluntly, "Aren't they your sisters? And they have been your sisters for a long time."

Apart from people like Alice who are born argumentative, there are actually people who like to argue, simply because they have never experienced it?
But think about it, the princess of Bemang has been weak since childhood, and she is cursed with darkness. Her life is like a tiny flame, and it may disappear at any time. Under such circumstances, who dares to quarrel with her? I am afraid they dare not even speak loudly? Her parents love her, her teachers pity her, the servants and soldiers in the palace respect her, and children of the same age avoid her at the same time... So quarreling is indeed a very precious experience for her.

But Lingge never talks nonsense, and this time is no exception.

Ling Ge: “…”

When the young man was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a deep sigh from the side. He turned his head subconsciously and met Avella's eyes. He couldn't tell whether it was envy, resentment or some other emotion. In short, it was very complicated: "It feels so good to quarrel with your brothers and sisters, and then make up with them. I have never experienced this. No one has ever quarreled with me, let alone made up with me. Oh, I really want to have this feeling once!"

It's a really confusing request.

"It's not my business?"

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have remembered it."

"It seems that you were the first person to mention this matter, Miss Avella?" "That's why I said you are annoying."

"I can't understand your thoughts."

"Then don't understand!"

Avella was so angry that her teeth itched. She hit his shoulder hard with her head, not caring that they were on a building several dozen meters high and on the edge without any protection. If she was not careful, she would fall down. Maybe the princess never had the concept of danger in her mind, or she felt that she would be safe with Lingge?
Yes, it's safe.

Although there are many dangerous situations during the journey, no one has been hurt so far, right? Just like the plot in a fairy tale, the exciting adventure is always accompanied by crises and defeating powerful enemies, but no one will be injured, let alone die, and at the end of the story, everyone will get a happy ending.

What kind of character is she in the story? A princess who is not familiar with the world? A mountain elf who is curious about the human world? Or a literary rookie who aspires to become a great writer? It may be important or not important, but no matter what, following the protagonist and witnessing the happy ending together is her mission, right? I vaguely remember that a long time ago, or not long ago, on a rainy night in the Sosen Mountains, she once said to the protagonist: I want to be one seventh of your destiny.

Looking back now, it was a very shameful statement. At that time, she had just left the castle and returned to the world, so she didn't know what it meant to say such a statement. Now she somewhat understood it, but she would rather have never understood it.

Does he still remember?
Is he happy?
Will he care?

Aoweila stared at the young man in front of her in a daze, muttering: "Lingge..."

The latter did not notice that her face was getting closer and closer, and he continued to stare at the starry sky above his head quietly, and replied casually: "What's the matter?"

"What should I do? I feel like my curse is about to be discovered by Sister Saint Shalia."

"That's because you are too careless."

"But didn't you promise to keep it a secret for me?"

"So I wasn't the one who leaked the information."

"Ouch, that's too much."

"You were the one who said that you didn't want others to worry about you."

"So what? Anyway, Lingge, you are really too much, so I have to punish you."

"What do you want..."

Before he finished speaking, Lingge suddenly felt his shoulders sink slightly, and then a faint floral scent came from the tip of his nose, accompanied by the itchy feeling of hair scratching his cheeks and neck. Is that the scent of violets? But the seeds of Mrs. Tree have not bloomed yet, why can he smell their scent in the girl's hair? Or is it that they bloomed from a faraway place, a long time ago, and have not withered until now?
"Lingge, I'm so sleepy..."

"Then get some sleep."

"kindness."

The girl completely relaxed herself and leaned all her weight on the young man. Her chest rose and fell slightly and even breathing sounds came from her nose.

Is she asleep?

Lingge gazed at the brilliant starry sky above his head that stretched between the mountains and the suburbs, and thought to himself: How beautiful.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)