Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 874 Do you want to sleep together?
"Has your curse changed recently?" Ling asked Ovira.

"No." The latter looked at her strangely, not knowing about Bai Ye's dream: "Why do you feel there is a change?"

That’s why it is said that Princess Beman’s curse is the most troublesome type. If even Bai Ye is unable to do anything about it, how else can it be solved?

Linger stared at her for a long time, until Avella's cheeks turned slightly red, and she snorted at him twice in a threatening and annoyed manner, then he retracted his gaze and replied, "Nothing, just asking casually. However, as far as I know, the curses of other people have shown signs of weakening, and they are all achieved through some special methods, but it doesn't work for you, so, have you ever thought about what you should do in the future?"

The young man's tone was very calm, without any intention of forcing her, but for some reason, this made Avella feel a little guilty. She quietly moved one or two steps backwards, leaning her thin back against the wall, and said stubbornly, "Then, then what do you think I should do? This kind of thing is not something I can do just because I want to. How about you help me plead with the dark witch, maybe she will soften her heart and lift my curse?"

It's not impossible.

The more Avella thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea. She looked at Linge with ill intent: "After all, you seem to be very good at pleasing girls, Linge."

It sounded a bit like Alice's malicious slander, so Linger chose to ignore it and said lightly: "I am just reminding you. It is up to you to decide what to do. However, if everyone's curse is lifted and only you are still the same, I think Saint Shallia will be more worried."

"Ugh!"

Aoweila's expression froze, and she cursed Lingge in her heart for being mean and using Sister Xiaoxia to threaten her. But what he said did hit her sore spot. Princess Beimang didn't want to be the one who was left behind. She hated that feeling.

She looked at the young man with ill intent: "About that wonderful night we spent at the Evangelical Convent~"

Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had really thought of something.

Lingge thought: "In that case, why didn't you try to get some sleep?"

"So?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you want to say? I remember you couldn't fall asleep that night."

"I know you're anxious, but you can't be too anxious about this matter." She groaned, "Let me think about it first. There will always be a way. Just like Alice said, as long as your mind doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than problems... Eh?"

If she could think of a solution, Olivia would not be willing to stay in that dark castle for seven hundred years.

"What does it feel like?"

Even so, she had no other choice. At that time, countless scholars and sages in the Kingdom of Beman, and even experienced and knowledgeable big monsters like teachers, were powerless against her curse, and could only imprison the princess in the castle and barely survive.

However, Lingge was the one who couldn't understand: "I'm just making a reasonable suggestion, why are you so excited?"

"Hmm..." It seemed a little difficult to say. Avella hesitated for a long time before she spoke under Ling's silent gaze, and whispered: "It's like, as long as you stay with me... I can sleep peacefully and won't be afraid of the dark anymore... that feeling, right?"

"That's right." Olvera wrinkled her nose, looking a bit like an angry squirrel. "But when I said I was sleepy, I wasn't completely lying. I did feel that way."

Turning back, he looked at Lingge with a meaningful look, which made the young man feel creepy and had a bad feeling: "What... do you want to do?"

But after she said that, Lingge did recall the night when they were enjoying the night view on the bell tower of the Gospel Convent. Although the original intention was because he and Metien had a quarrel, and Ovira came out to change the subject, it was an indisputable fact that he and Ovira spent a night alone together. Especially later, Princess Beman leaned her head on Lingge's shoulder for some reason, and leaned on it all night, causing the young man's shoulders to be sore the next day. It can be said that it was an experience that he remembered deeply.

It can be seen that the lethality of this sentence is so great that she even revealed Alice's habit of speaking.

"Huh?" Ovella looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, and it took her a while to react. In a sense, Lingge was actually a very slow person, especially when it came to the emotions between men and women. He never seemed to think in this direction, so he often said some embarrassing things, but he didn't care, like now.

“Hehehe.” Olvera laughed strangely. She lowered her head, her bangs covering her eyes. She moved closer to the desk step by step, blocking the sunlight outside the window with her body. Linger was forced to be shrouded in a cold shadow. This composition made it look like a mastermind persecuting an innocent protagonist. “I just suddenly remembered one thing... I believe you still remember it, dear Mr. Linger.”

At the end, he added a questioning particle, as if he was not quite sure either.

How could such an innocent and beautiful girl be allowed to sleep in front of a man without any defense?
"You have no shame, you really have no shame!" Avella's face turned red, and she stretched out a finger and poked around in the air, looking unacceptable: "Don't you feel any shame when you say this, Lingge! I'm so disappointed in you!"

When Avella heard him say this, she immediately opened her eyes wide, as if she had heard something incredible: "You, you, you, do you know what you are talking about, Lingge?"

It would be terrible for Alice to hear you say that.

Although Ovilla said to Lingge in person at that time, "I'm so sleepy", she actually did not fall asleep in the end. She just leaned on the young man's shoulder and looked at the stars all night.

This kind of personality is sometimes reliable, but sometimes annoying. Ovella is facing the second situation.

The princess looked at the young man's face with no change in expression, and even felt that he was accusing her of making a fuss. She was immediately furious. She thought, I'm obviously discussing this topic with you very seriously, but you think I'm too excited, so I might as well just meet your request!

The princess puffed up her cheeks angrily, like an angry squirrel. "Okay, let's give it a try. You stay in my room tonight and don't leave. I want to see if I can sleep!"

"Oh." Linger nodded: "Okay."

"Ah?" Ovella opened her mouth wide: "You agreed?"

"What else?" Linger looked at her strangely: "Didn't you bring this up on your own initiative? And it's not like we haven't experienced something similar before."

He was referring to the time when the two of them shared a room in the city of Nimsher.

However, times have changed, so how can we generalize the two?
I disagree!

Olvera was about to say this, and she had to say it loudly to prove her determination. However, the words turned around at the tip of her tongue, and for some reason she swallowed them back. After hesitating for a while, she slowly lowered her head and squeezed out a voice from the depths of her throat: "Yes."

How come he was so excited just now but has calmed down now?
Lingge didn't understand, but he didn't ask. Anyway, even if he asked, Avra ​​wouldn't tell him.

"Oh, right!" Avella suddenly raised her head and looked around, as if she was on the lookout to see if anyone was eavesdropping outside the window. Then she stealthily told Ling Ge, "Don't tell anyone else about this, especially Sister Xiao Xia."

"why?"

"Why so many whys? Just don't say anything!" Avella said impatiently, but there was a hint of excitement in her eyes. This feeling of secretly doing bad things without telling anyone was something that Princess Berman, who was a good child in the past, had never experienced. "Whatever you want."

Her mysterious look made Linger lose interest in exploring. He simply responded, stood up, walked around the desk, and said, "Then I'll leave first and come to see you in the evening."

"go Go."

Ovella waved her hand, as if to drive away a troublesome guest: "I have to be prepared too!"

What to prepare?
Lingge didn't figure it out until he left Olvera's room and came to the lobby on the first floor, where a bartender asked him if he wanted a glass of his latest masterpiece.

……

"Haha!"

A light sneeze made the primrose petals floating in the wind swirl and then floated up to the higher sky. The white-haired angel lady leaned over and asked worriedly, "Xiao Xia, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"

"No."

Saint Shallia shook her head, gently rubbed her red nose, and said, "It just suddenly felt a little itchy."

"Maybe it's because the flower season is coming soon." Yieta looked out the window and saw the primrose field bathed in the midsummer sunlight, shining with colorful colors. "The primroses are about to bloom. I wonder what colors they will bloom in the environment of Yunjingkong Island."

The primroses in the Saizeriya Wilderness will bloom in many different colors, and may even produce new colors, depending on the growing environment and cultivation methods, but these colors are single and will not be mixed. Only in their place of origin can they be considered a "miracle of seven colors." Although Yieta misses the colorful flower fields in her memory, she also looks forward to their blooming with new vitality on the land of Yunjingkong Island.

"When the flowers bloom," Saint Shalia said to her, "remember to invite us to come and see them."

"Yes!" Miss Angel nodded vigorously.

"But," Saint Shalia asked again, "Are you really not going to try to get out of this windmill tower? I heard that you also had those strange dreams, so the curse should be weakened. Maybe it is not as terrible as you think."

"That being said, I'm still a little...scared."

Yieta lay on the windowsill, her head against the transparent glass, and whispered, "Even if it weakens, it doesn't mean it's completely gone, right? In other words, as long as I leave here, it will still bring disaster to everyone."

"It's okay." Saint Xia Liya said immediately: "No one will blame you for this, Yieta."

Yieta shook her head gently: "But my essence has not changed. I should be an angel who brings happiness to people. I don't want to see anyone suffer because of me anymore..."

An angel who brings happiness.

Ever since she set this goal, Yieta has been working hard for it. Every crooked but firm word in her handwritten diary, every gentle and warm hug from her companions before they set out, and the yearning and pursuit for happiness reflected in every word she said... Saint Shallia knew all of these things, so she couldn't say anything against it.

Whether it's Rorona or Ieta, every one of my sisters seems to be so stubborn.

Even if it was Xinuo, the sister he hadn't fully understood yet, who seemed cheerful and open-minded, she was actually a stubborn person at heart, right? If not, it wouldn't have given Ling Ge such a headache.

So, as an older sister, facing such stubborn sisters, it seems that I have no choice but to compromise.

Saint Xia Liya sighed softly, but Yieta didn't hear it. Then she reached out her hand, rubbed her sister's soft white hair, and said gently: "Just do what you want, Yieta. No matter what you think in your heart, I will support you. But remember, if one day you want to leave this house, please tell me, because I want to witness that moment with you."

"Of course!" Yieta raised her head, her face flushed. "Not only Saint Xia Liya, but also Ling Ge, Aoweila, the boss lady and others... I will tell everyone, because everyone is very important to me. Family!"

Just like those families in the village of Avignon.

Saint Xia Liya smiled gently, her hand slowly moved down, pinched her sister's cheek, and said: "What are you going to do next? Are you free? How about I stay with you? Anyway, Metien and the others don't have classes today, and I don't have anything to do."

"Okay!"

"How about letting me see your diary first?" Saint Xia Liya smiled and said, "I heard from Olvera that you wrote a lot of words."

"That's fine, but you're not allowed to laugh at me after reading this, okay, Sister Xiao Xia?"

"Of course. How could anyone laugh at your diary? It's really rude."

"Alice laughed!"

"Well, that's because..."

"because?"

"Because, she is just like that, right?"

"Oh~~~"

Although Saint Xia Liya did not say it explicitly, Yieta still understood something. This long "oh" seemed to have a special meaning.

……

On the other side, Alice, who had no idea that she was being slandered, walked out of Rorona's alchemy workshop with a refreshed spirit. She stretched her body to the sky, and thought of something wonderful. She laughed out loud: "Just wait, you guys who look down on others!"

"Ai-chan, I'm going to become famous in the tournament!"

(End of this chapter)