Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 86 Isn’t this human land?
"Black Death?"

Linger mused, “It doesn’t sound like a positive comment.”

Shelia snorted, "At least not for us."

"What about humans other than you?"

"Then you can rest assured that you won't be surrounded by a group of fully armed magic knights when you are sleeping in the middle of the night. Those guys are very determined and never show mercy. Any alien who encounters them will die."

She looked at Ling Ge deeply and said, "Although humans are not absolutely safe, you are not within their law enforcement scope at the moment."

Lingge was silent for a moment, then asked, "What are their criteria for selecting targets?"

"It's very simple."

Xie Liya stretched out her slender fingers and drew a circle in the air. "This is a human city. All creatures that appear in the city and are related to the mysterious and extraordinary world are within their law enforcement scope, whether they are harmful vengeful spirits or harmless fairies, whether they are fellow magicians or alien monsters... There are usually many results of law enforcement. In short, it is crusade, extermination, obliteration and purge."

It is said that there are many results, but in fact they all mean the same thing.

Ling suddenly asked, "You mentioned 'law enforcement' just now. Is the Night Watch a government agency?"

His palm unconsciously clenched the transparent wine glass. The smooth and cold body of the glass occasionally reminded him of the cold moon in Linville City, but in fact, only three days had passed since he left his hometown.

Lingge became even more silent, as if he was thinking of the right words to express his feelings. Xie Liya glanced at him and thought he was frightened, so she softened her tone: "However, they are quite tolerant of ordinary people. Even if you encounter them now, maybe nothing will happen. The worst case scenario is that you just sign an agreement and voluntarily accept their control."

"Half of it, but the other half is more authoritative and cruel than the government you humans fear. All the law enforcement and other powers they have come from this, and are given a meaning beyond reason."

Xie Liya raised her eyebrows, like a sharp and slender sword being unsheathed: "That's why I said that they are quite tolerant of ordinary people."

Xie Liya smiled, and there was an inexplicable mystery in her heroic smile: "I think you should have guessed it."

"If they both possess extraordinary powers, then this agreement seems meaningless," Ling said.

Maybe he is a person who easily misses the past.

They can clearly keep you in the dark, but they still insist on making you sign an agreement and ask you to "voluntarily" accept control. Isn't this considered tolerance?
This style of behavior always made Lingge feel very familiar, as if he could see the shadow of a giant in it.

The cold tone, combined with the content of what was said, gave people a gloomy and cold feeling.

"The union of religious orders." Lingge's tone was not one of questioning, but of affirmation.

Because this puzzle is not very difficult. In the Sigiriya continent, there is only one behemoth that can override the national power.

"To be precise, it is the Night's Habitat in the alliance of religious orders." Xie Liya corrected him: "The seven major orthodox churches each have their own directly affiliated institutions, which are affiliated with government departments to form a cover, and the Night's Watch is just one of them. In addition, there is the Scales of Order of the Inquisition, also known as the Silver Rabid Dogs; the Death Birds of the Death Prayer Society, the Scourge Messengers of the Scourge Mission, etc.... I am not sure about the specific situation. After all, we have only dealt with the Night's Watch many times." Night's Habitat... Lingge vaguely remembered that this church that believed in the "Quiet Queen" had the doctrine of "obtaining eternal tranquility" and advocated that believers abandon meaningless struggles and devote their lives to the struggle of personal careers or the return of social charity. Whether it is the satisfaction of material life or the enrichment of spiritual life, it will help individuals gain peace of mind.

At the same time, they are also very rich, extremely rich, with sufficient liquidity to sponsor the Western Continental United Army to launch a colonial war against the Eastern Continent, while fully investing in the huge and grand "Ouroboros" plan. At the same time, they also manage countless charitable funds and social welfare projects...

Unexpectedly, its direct agency, the Night Watch, has such a radical style of action, which seems to contradict the teachings of Queen Serenity.

Linger asked again: "Why do they do this?"

"who knows?"

Shelia turned the wine glass in her hand upside down to let the remaining water stains slowly drip down, then picked up the tablecloth beside her and wiped it carefully, making sure to keep it in perfect condition, because this is where the soul of a bartender lies: "Perhaps, it is to protect the city that belongs to you humans? To them, aliens are invaders and must be completely eliminated. But what is the reality? The connection between human cities and aliens has always existed and has lasted for an extremely long time. Take us as an example."

She held up the cleaned wine set and examined it carefully. The eye that was not blocked by her bangs reflected a blue afterglow behind the transparent glass wall. "One hundred and fifty-eight years ago, my eldest sister established the Fairy Sleep Inn here. At that time, the activities of the night watchmen were not as frequent as they are today, so No. 13 Scherer Street could be openly opened for business. The hotel's business was very prosperous. Guests came from all directions. Those who wanted to enter the Thorsen Mountains or wanted to leave the Thorsen Mountains would stay here for a short rest."

"Both the inn and the guests follow the ancient precepts and keep a cautious distance from humans, but not completely isolated. Sometimes when monsters in the mountains attack villagers, or when nearby residents get lost in the fog, we will come forward and secretly repel the monsters or guide the lost back to the right path. When we do these things, we don't make a fuss, because the purpose is not to gain anyone's gratitude, but just to fulfill our obligations."

"In other words, we are also residents of this land and have the same responsibility and sense of mission for it, especially for the traveling fairies, because this is the natural habit of our race. If we leave this land, we will feel lost and helpless just like humans leaving their hometown."

"For hundreds of years, the two sides had been living on the same land. They could have coexisted peacefully, but at a certain moment, they were unilaterally denied and even evolved into fierce annihilation and obliteration, as if those black death gods silently declared: aliens like you are not worthy of living in human cities. Although your origins with this land are longer than those of everyone living here at the moment, the difference in race is enough to determine the innate hostility."

The bartender put the cleaned wine utensils on the counter. Her blue eyes were no longer blocked. She looked directly at the silent young man and asked word by word: "Do you think this is appropriate? Or reasonable?"

"..."

Linge couldn't answer that question.

He shifted his gaze slightly, and for some reason, asked a question that even he found ridiculous: "Didn't you try... to negotiate?"

"Negotiation?" Shelia seemed to recall something. "Of course. About six years ago, there were indeed some aliens who tried to negotiate with the Night Watchmen, expressing their goodwill and their wish to coexist with humans. But it was not us, but another tribe that lived near Rostin City at that time."

"They are also a kind of fairies, born in the breath of the sky, riding with the wind, the same color as the sky, light, agile and gentle, and the freest creatures in the world. They have lived in this land as early as a thousand years ago, when the craze of the pioneering era had just sprouted, and the ancestors of Rostin City had not yet driven the first wooden wedge here to declare their sovereignty. Therefore, it should be okay to say that they are the original inhabitants of the South Foothills Wilderness, earlier than humans, right?"

"And their identities are the wind fairies of Rothwild."

At this moment, the last name on the registration book came to Ling'er's mind.

The wind fairy elder named "Anges".

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)