Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 883: Do I need to wait patiently?
After completing the registration, according to the previous agreement, Xinuo took everyone to the Blue Arc Restaurant to have a meal and chat with old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. Perhaps it was also to recall her long-gone college years, because the restaurant was near Sumiyya University. When Xinuo was still in school, she often visited it with her friends. For her, it was a place full of memories.

Walking on the busy street, Shino and Leila were talking and laughing, teasing each other about their embarrassing moments in college, while Alice and Gloria were listening beside them, occasionally interjecting a word or two, and the atmosphere seemed to be very enjoyable.

Lingge and Saint Xia Liya deliberately stayed at the back and talked in voices so soft that only they could hear each other.

"It seems that Xino's situation is more complicated than we thought." Saint Xia Liya said softly: "Just curing her grandfather's injury does not seem to be enough to make her change her mind."

Linger nodded gently: "Yes."

Although this simple reply was in line with the young man's character, Saint Shallia couldn't help but look at him a little more: "You don't look surprised at all, Lingge."

"I had anticipated this when I was in the carriage." Linger explained, "Didn't you notice that when Xino received the bottle of potion, although he had a smile on his face, he didn't actually look happy."

Saint Xia Liya was stunned for a moment. She really didn't observe Xino's expression at that time, so she didn't notice this subtle difference: "You mean, she still doubts us?"

"No, I don't think she doubted us. She believed in her heart that the potion could really cure Mr. Van Indrew's old injury, but to her, it was meaningless, so she just thanked us politely, but she was not happy in her heart."

Ling'er's explanation made Saint Xia Liya a little unbelievable: curing his grandfather's injury is meaningless to Xino?

Why? Doesn't Xinuo care about her grandfather's injury at all? She doesn't look like someone who is so indifferent to family affection.

Her sigh brought Ling Ge back to his senses a little. After also looking at Xino, the young man lowered his voice and said, "It's still wrong, Saint Xia Liya."

He didn't speak, and Saint Charia didn't ask any more questions. She looked up at Xino, who was walking in the front, and watched her and Leila talking and laughing as they walked. She looked sunny and cheerful, and didn't look like she was carrying a heavy past. She couldn't help but sigh, "Xino is a very strong person, but maybe she still hasn't completely walked out of the shadow of the past. I should remind Gloria and Alice not to force Xino to play a training match next time. That kind of victory or defeat is definitely not a good experience for her."

Faced with Saint Xia Liya's doubt, Lingge did not continue to explain. He lowered his eyelids, with deep thoughts hidden in his eyes: If the process is correct but the result does not change, it is naturally meaningless.

On the contrary, it would only bring back memories of her championship and extend to the death of her partner.

Perhaps, the girl's desire to win began to disappear from that moment.

"Huh?" Saint Shallia blinked in surprise, not realizing how she was wrong again.

"Xino didn't lose her competitive spirit because of Claire's death." Linger said calmly, "According to Miss Leila, she has always been humble and low-key since she first entered school, which caused a lot of misunderstandings. But do you remember that Xino once told us that she was a competitive child when she was young, and she accidentally fell from a tree in order to win over a playmate of the same age?"

Saint Xia Liya exclaimed, and some memories emerged in her mind. It was a small matter that Xino mentioned when they first entered the Xiaduoli Manor and showed them around. Because she just said it casually, no one paid much attention to it. They just thought that she was emotional and recalled her childhood. Unexpectedly...

"I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly." Saint Xia Liya looked at Ling Ge with a strange look. The young man seemed not to notice the hidden meaning in her look and continued, "From being competitive as a child to being humble and low-key after entering college, a person's personality cannot have such a drastic change, unless she experienced something during this period of time and thus changed her personality. I guess that thing is very likely related to her mother..."

A legendary player in the history of Kazehana, the creator of a miracle, but a name that rarely appears in my daughter's mouth: Ms. Mistian.

Saint Shalia also reacted.

Shino said she was afraid of seeing other people die, but she had witnessed at least three deaths of her loved ones in her life, including her father Reynard, her mother Mistian, and her best friend Claire. Reynard died on a starless and moonless night when the knights charged at the windmill; Claire died in the aftermath of winning the college championship, sentenced to death by lung disease.

But she had no idea how her mother died, nor could she ask. After all, that was a very impolite thing to do.

"So," Saint Shalia asked, "what are you going to do?"

Linger responded calmly: "I plan to do nothing."

"what?"

"Because if you think about it carefully, you will find that there is nothing we can do at the moment." Linger said, "Finding a way to cure Mr. Van Indrew's injury is the limit of what we can do. As for the rest, we can only wait."

Saint Charlena found it a little unbelievable at first, because in her mind, there was almost nothing that Lingge couldn't do. Even if someone as autistic as Iyeta or as rebellious as Leticia joined him in the end... Pah, did they land on the island smoothly? But they encountered a setback in Shino, which made her feel absurd: Could it be that the sun rose from the west today?

But she thought about it carefully according to what Lingge said and found that it was true. At least they had done what they should do. The success or failure of the matter no longer depended on their efforts, but on whether the parties involved could figure it out.

I can only say that she is worthy of being the last girl king. According to the Alice strategy game, the last one is always the hardest, so it is not surprising that Lingge was stumped.

Despite this, Saint Shalia couldn't help but ask one more question: "But what are we waiting for?"

Are they waiting for Shino to suddenly change his mind one day and decide to join their righteous cause to fight against the Witch Society together? It sounds a bit like imitating the old story of White Knight Hiberton and the Saint.

Lingge didn't seem to hear the hidden meaning of Saint Shalia's words. His eyes were always on the white-haired girl, obscure and restrained, and she didn't notice it. The Gostave family, the White Knight Hiberton, Joan of Arc, the oath with the alien, "Paranoid" Reynard, the Windmill Cross, the ruins of the ancient battlefield, Ms. Mistian, the college championship, Claire, and Miss Leila in front of him... one name after another flashed in his mind, gradually piecing together a vague outline.

He spoke in a low voice, as if answering Saint Shalia's question, but also as if talking to himself: "Wait, an opportunity."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)