Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 835: Doesn’t quarreling bring happiness?
Afterwards, Metien went to find Shemi again. The little goblin, who was helping to water and fertilize the herb garden and was exhausted and despised by the magical herbs, immediately dropped his work and flew over to her as soon as he saw the pink-haired girl. "Metien! Are you here to play with me? Hey, why are you here too?"

The last sentence was said to Leticia, and the little bat glared back at her without any hesitation: "I was here first!"

Upon hearing this, Shemi snorted coldly, landed on Metien's head, found a familiar spot to sit down, and then puffed out his chest proudly: "Humph, this is called catching up from behind!"

"Shameless guy." Leticia gnashed her teeth in anger: "I'm going to tell the boss lady that you are lazy!"

"Then I will also tell Miss Nevile that you haven't studied hard at all!"

The two glared at each other, their relationship was so bad that the pink-haired girl had to step out to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, stop arguing. Why do you always have to quarrel every time you meet? We are all friends, we should get along harmoniously!"

"Who is friends with this guy!" X2
The two said in unison, and then glared at each other at the same time: "I am Metien's friend!"

Metien, who became the fuse, could only laugh dryly. He didn't know whether to say that they had a strong sense of competition or that they had a good understanding. Sister Livia, who watched the whole scene, was also a little speechless. She felt that the relationship between the little girls was too complicated and unpredictable.

After a few words of banter, they finally got down to business. Metien told Shemi the purpose of her visit and invited her to participate in the Seven Days Ceremony scheduled to be held this weekend to add some popularity to the reopened Tianxin Church. Shemi of course agreed to the invitation from a good friend and vowed to bring her eldest and second sisters with her. If the goddess didn't mind the noise, maybe Mr. Rabbit in the hotel, the magic herbs in the herb garden, and the stone guards and rotten wood monsters would also want to join in the fun?

"That's not necessary."

Metien took out his notebook from his pocket, opened it, crossed out two names from a long list with a pen, and said to the nun beside him: "We have already recruited two people, Miss Livia, let's keep up the good work! Let's go and find Sister Xiaoxia next, she will definitely agree!"

"No one told me." The pink-haired girl said as a matter of course: "I guessed."

Saint Xia Liya paused for a moment as she stroked the lamb's back. She subconsciously lowered her head, using the shadow cast by the sunlight on her face to cover up the slightly drunken red. "You... why do you think so, Metien? Who told you that?"

"Wait, wait for me!" X2
……

At the end of the conversation, a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes. The combination of Metien, Shemi and Leticia was not new, and could even be said to be a classic combination on the Cloud Whale Sky Island, but how did Miss Livia join in? Could it be that she still had a childlike heart, so she could play with the little girls?

Just now, Saint Xia Liya was indeed thinking about Ling Ge, or more precisely, thinking about the strange dream that Bai Ye had given her. At the end of the dream, she rested her head on Ling Ge's legs and fell asleep in the shade of the sycamore tree. When she woke up, she saw the young man smiling at her. This dream always made Saint Xia Liya feel strange. First, she wondered why she fell asleep with her head on Ling Ge's thighs in her dream, as she clearly did not have such thoughts normally; second, she wondered why the young man actually smiled at her, which did not seem to be in line with his character at all.

"Ah?" Metien tilted her head: "Absolutely nothing, Sister Xiaoxia?"

Metien then remembered the business and quickly explained her intention to Saint Xia Liya. As expected, she got a reply of approval. After all, Saint Xia Liya was the easiest person to communicate with on Yunjingkong Island. She felt that as a sister, she had always tried her best to meet other people's requests, but the premise was that they should not be too excessive. Too excessive requests would not only not be approved by her, but would be taught a lesson. Of course, so far, there is only one person who is so ignorant of the times on the entire Yunjingkong Island. I will not criticize him by name here, and everyone just needs to know it in their hearts.

Sister Livia was dragged away before she could answer. Leticia and Shemi, who were still staring blankly, felt something was wrong. They turned around and found that they had been robbed. They had actually ignored the most threatening target. Damn it, that guy actually tried to win her favor by reviving the church with Metien. He must have ulterior motives!
You must not be fooled by her, Metien!

"nothing!"

But when the three little ones dragged Sister Livia to Saint Shalia, the girl was sitting on a sunny and flowery hillside, combing the hair of her lamb. But she looked a little dazed, and no one knew what she was thinking. She didn't even notice that they were approaching. It was only when the lamb bleated a few times that she reacted and looked up to meet Metien's gaze.

After all, the church is a very serious place, not a noisy amusement park. Although the goddess may not mind this kind of thing, Ling Ge will definitely mind it. What if he uses this as an excuse to question that I didn't do the seven-day ceremony well and wants to deprive me of my status as the orthodox successor of Tianxin Church? Wouldn't all that effort be wasted?

"Leticia, and Shemy, cross it out."

Metien rejected the proposal.

Then your intuition is too sharp.

Bai Ye said that dreams are the language of the soul. Since I have such a dream, it means that I am expecting something in my subconscious mind, right? Although Saint Xia Liya is still unable to accurately express those expectations, she has been using the method taught by the old wizard Moriya to try to interpret the true meaning of this dream recently. There is absolutely no other meaning.

Saint Xia Liya denied it flatly, and then immediately changed the subject: "By the way, Metien, what do you want to talk to me about? You brought Shemi and Leticia, uh, and Miss Livia?"

"Absolutely not." She said to herself.

"what!"

The pink-haired little girl speculated about her brother's various sinister intentions and felt that they were all very likely to happen, so now she was walking on thin ice and dared not make even the slightest mistake.

"What are you thinking about, Sister Xiaoxia?" She blinked her eyes: "Are you thinking about Lingge?"

"This is a good thing." Saint Xia Liya said, "In the past, we who had not yet lost our memories founded the Goddess of Creation, but we failed to guide it to a better future, and perhaps we failed to live up to the expectations of many people. The Holy Goddess is the legacy of the former, and it is also the inheritance of our mother's teachings. If someone can pass it on, I think not only Mr. Yang Ke, but also those believers in the past, and our mother, will be happy about it, right?"

"kindness!"

In fact, Metien didn't think so much, she just didn't want to disappoint her father's last wish. But now that Saint Shalia pointed out the deeper meaning of this matter, she felt even more responsible.

"I won't let you down, Sister Xiaoxia!" She clenched her fists and promised seriously, then her face changed and she put on a pitiful expression: "But, Lingge doesn't seem to think so..."

Saint Xia Liya nodded slightly, which was considered as an approval of her promise. It was also an attitude, implying that she would help her put in a few good words to Lingge in the future. That was enough. The pink-haired girl was satisfied and put away her pitiful expression. The two friends beside her looked confused, wondering when Metien had learned Alice's unique skill of changing faces.

"However, Metien is still young after all, and may not be able to think through and do things thoroughly." Saint Xia Liya raised her head and set her eyes on the blonde nun, and said sincerely: "When the time comes, Miss Laulivia will take care of her more."

"Please leave it to me." Livia also replied seriously: "I will definitely protect Metien."

The pink-haired girl always felt that this sentence had a deeper meaning, but she didn't think too much about it, because Shemi and Leticia often said such things, so she happily waved goodbye to Saint Shallia and planned to find the next target. "Oh, right." Before they left, Saint Shallia suddenly remembered something very important, so she stopped Metien and asked, "Since Tianxin Church is going to be re-operated, can I still use the church's venue to teach you in the future?"

When Shemi and Leticia heard this, they were shocked and winked at Metien frantically, hinting or indicating her refusal. However, the pink-haired girl seemed not to notice her friends' gazes and smiled brightly: "Of course, Sister Xia, there are not many believers now anyway. Except for the seven-day ceremony, the church should be free at other times. You can borrow it anytime!"

"That's good."

Saint Shallia breathed a sigh of relief, while the goblin and the little bat looked pale, as if they had seen their own bleak future.

Then the pink-haired girl turned around and noticed something was wrong with the two of them. She was immediately shocked: "Wow, what happened to you guys!?"

"Nothing, haha, it's just, it's just... I really want to go back to the hotel and be a maid."

"Grandma, I also want to... forget everything..."

The two people's distraught looks were the best interpretation of the word decadence. Sister Livia knew the reason, but like Metien, she couldn't understand it. She tilted her head slightly: Is studying and attending classes a very painful thing?

……

The next day, Livia was dragged by the three little ones to look for people everywhere. She basically visited the entire Yunjingkong Island. Thanks to them, she got to know everyone on the island.

"Seven-day gift?" In the alchemy workshop, Rorona casually put a bottle of strangely colored reagent into the cupboard, then turned around and gave Metien a meaningful smile: "Does Linger know about this? Ah, you don't have to answer, I understand from your expression, I didn't expect that you would do such a bold thing one day, Metien. Don't worry, I will definitely go to show my support when the time comes. By the way, do you need me to help you refine some props to liven up the party, such as - super cool celebration fireworks or something like that?"

"How cool is it?" Leticia's eyes lit up: "Is it cooler than when the castle of those stinky werewolves was blown up?"

Rorona didn't know what she was referring to, but she was confident in her alchemical tools, so she said shamelessly: "It's even cooler than that! Not to mention one castle, it's not a problem to blow up ten castles. But it's still a bit conservative. If it's me in the dream, I think I can refine more powerful tools. I don't know when I can reach that level."

She was fascinated and the object of her admiration was not someone else, but herself in her dreams.

But is that a firework? It's clearly a bomb, right?

The remaining three people looked terrified.

"Good! I want this!" Leticia was very satisfied and gave Rorona an admiring look: "You are a good witch."

I don't know when Leticia started calling Lorena a witch. Maybe it's because in fairy tales, witches can always come up with all kinds of incredible props to advance the plot, such as the poisonous apple that makes people fall asleep but not die, the mirror that only repeats Snow White's most beautiful words, the magic potion that can help mermaids grow legs, etc., which are very similar to Lorena's alchemical props.

Rolena smiled and didn't care about the name: "Then come to me to get it. Remember not to let Miss Nevile find out..."

"No, that's not necessary!!!"

Metien quickly shouted to stop her plot to seduce the child.

Rorona expressed regret.

……

"Seven Days' Rite." Olvera in the room closed the manuscript, thought for a while and said, "It seems very interesting. I think this plot can be written into the book. Then I will go and have a look. By the way, Metien, have you seen Ling Ge recently? He hasn't come to see me for a long time. I want to ask him to help me revise this part of the manuscript. If you see him, remember to ask him if he is free?"

"Yeah!" Metien nodded vigorously.

"Also, I've been feeling a bit... uh, insomnia lately? You see, I've always had dark circles under my eyes. It was nothing, I've been used to it, but recently something has suddenly become wrong, as if someone is secretly staring at me. At night, I feel that the prying eyes are everywhere. Could it be a ghost? I thought so at first, but Shelia told me it was just an illusion, and persuaded me to drink a glass of her latest masterpiece, called Eternal Darkness or something like that, saying that this would solve my troubles, but the name sounds very weird, so I didn't drink it in the end. As a result, the feeling of being spied on still exists. Do you think it would be better for me to drink it at that time... Hey, where is the person?"

When I looked up, I found that Metien had already run away with his friends.

Olvera blinked her eyes, and after a while, she sighed rather melancholy.

Who is spying on me?
……

"Seven Days Ceremony?" In the windmill tower room, Yieta put down the telescope in her hand, looking a little hesitant: "I really want to go, but I can't leave this room. Although Linger has been telling me that the curse is weakening, what if it is not? I don't want to bring misfortune to everyone, Metien, so I'm sorry... However, although I can't go there in person, I will be here to cheer you on!"

She raised the telescope in her hand and said, "This telescope made by Rolena is very powerful. It allows me to see things far away from the room. So I will be here to watch you, Metien, just think of me as being there too!"

Metien felt a little regretful, but she also knew that she couldn't force it, so she nodded her head vigorously: "Yes! It's settled then, Sister Yieta!"

She took her friends to find the next target. After watching their backs disappear at the end of the primrose field, Yieta slowly raised the telescope in her hand and prepared to continue observing the pair of squirrels quarreling in the tree. At this time, she suddenly remembered something and said belatedly, "What should I do? It seems that I forgot to ask her if Lingge is free."

She had been having some strange dreams recently and wanted to find someone to talk to. The first person she thought of was Lingge, but unfortunately he seemed to be very busy recently and had not shown up. She asked Shesta and Shelia, but there was no news either. But if it was Metien, he should know where he was, right?
Forget it, it’s never too late to ask next time.

Anyway, Lingge is there and he won’t run away.

Thinking of this, Miss Angel's mood became cheerful again. She raised the telescope and watched the squirrels quarreling with great interest, muttering softly, "Quarreling is wrong. Everyone, don't quarrel. It won't bring happiness."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)