Linger felt that he could not let their conversation continue. He reasonably suspected that the girl who was talking to Mettyn ​​might not be in normal mental state. For the sake of his sister's safety, he pushed the door without hesitation. The old door shaft creaked and the remaining light of the dusk poured into the dim chapel with the dust from the street.

The chapel was not completely dark. A white candle was lit on the altar where Linger usually presided over the ceremony. The flame was swaying gently, releasing a warm light, driving the shadow to remote corners such as the base of the wall, and reflecting the goddess statue's compassionate and loving face.

At the edge of the flames, the two girls sat on the oak bench and talked. The goddess's eyes were quietly watching them, watching the slender shadow stretched to the wall and swaying with the flames. Occasionally, the wind blew in from the windows above, and the shadows were shaking even more violently. The weird atmosphere seemed to be watching a silent doll drama in an empty theater, or the ignorant villagers gathered in the tavern in the tavern to listen to the bard telling the weird legends about witches or vampires.

Hearing the movement behind her, the two girls turned around and looked down on Linge. The girl with pink hair and green eyes was Metien, with a bit of surprise and fear in her eyes, and subconsciously pinched the rolling pin in her hand. As for why she held the rolling pin in the kitchen, it was a question worth pondering, but it was not the key now.

Linger's eyes only stayed on her sister for a short time. After confirming that she had not suffered any harm, she slowly turned to another girl present. With the faint light of fire, she saw her with a long golden ponytail, ruby ​​eyes, wearing a silver-gray hoodie and shorts of the same color, which was very cool. The exposed part of her thighs was enough to make any gentleman and lady shake her head and sigh; sword-shaped pendant, fire-patterned ring, silver bracelet tied to her ponytail, and of course, more eye-catching rabbit ear decorations hanging around her neck, whether in dressing or style, are different from ordinary people.

Even the divination master who is the most strange in character among the Moluya and who likes to be with cloaks, hoods, and crystal balls is more like a normal person than her.

The figure he saw in the Municipal Square flashed through Linge's mind, a girl who called himself St. Charlie, and gradually overlapped the images of the two, because he found that they had a common characteristic: they were not like people who should appear in this era, and they could simply say...living in another world?

"Hello." The girl didn't mind Linger's gaze or scrutiny at all, and greeted her friendly: "My name is Alice, I'm very happy to know you."

Linge did not show much enthusiasm for her friendliness, but nodded in response, then looked at Mettyn ​​and asked calmly: "Is this your new friend, Mettyn? If I remember correctly, there was no girl named Alice on the Stone Street."

Actually, there are some. Alice is a very common name in the Great Britta Kingdom, but Ringer is sure that those "Alice" are not Alice in front of him.

"This..." Metien's eyes dodged, and did not dare to look directly at his brother's gaze, and hesitated: "She, she actually fell from the tree, uh,..."

"No, I've actually said that I came from the earth and was playing games." Alice's voice inserted into the conversation between the brother and sister, and she also took out two strange things as evidence: "Here, this is this thing, a limited edition Super Lever Player game console, referred to as SLP game console, and the supporting cassette."

The SLP game console she mentioned is a silver-white cube full of metal texture, but not big. It can be held up with the palm of your hand. The surface of the simple and clean shell has mysterious dark gold patterns spreading, outlining the letters of G and I; the overall smooth and no gaps, but there is a slender slot on the upward side, which seems to be inserted into some kind of external device.

Another item called "cassette" is a delicate craft that is well protected by a brass-colored shell, only revealing the metal-inlaid interface, which is just the shape and size that can be inserted into the slot of the game console. There are eight cassettes, all of which are stored in a silver-gray metal box. The shape is full of peculiar beauty, and the appearance, specifications and materials are almost the same, and the slightest difference cannot be distinguished by the naked eye.

"It's a limited edition." Alice's tone seemed a little proud: "The whole earth is unique!"

Linger didn't know what was so proud of this, so he frowned: "What ball is the earth?"

He has only heard of cricket, wild ball, polo and football, and has also been invited to attend community competitions in these types of ball competitions. As for the earth, is it a new type of sports from other countries?

"The earth is not a ball, it is the world where I live." Alice blinked her big ruby ​​eyes and explained patiently: "The so-called ball is not the ball you think, but the planet. By the way, you should have the concept of a planet? I think the architectural style is similar to the British flavor of the 19th century, and it should be the first industrial revolution? I remember what the slogan was when the game was released, and enjoy the Victorian steampunk fantasy journey?"

"It's indeed the 19th century." Linger interrupted her nonsense: "But the first industrial revolution in history began in the 12th century, which seems to be somewhat different from your speculation."

"How is that possible!?"

Alice's first reaction was to question: "If your industrial revolution began seven centuries ago, then it was long time since it was time to enter the era of electrical and even new energy, how could it be so backward?"

"Because the steam jihad that lasted nearly two hundred years completely stagnated the production of science and technology in the Western continent, the social and economic development has been directly reversed by a hundred years, and the subsequent impact of it is even more difficult to measure by numbers. Until now, some historians still believe that all the achievements we have made on the road of science today are essentially repaying the tragic war five hundred years ago." Linge paused slightly, then glanced at Alice: "Of course, it is normal that you don't know, because this is what only teaches in university textbooks."

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"Two hundred years of steam war?" Alice muttered strange nouns and fell into deep thought.

But Linger didn't give her much time to think and said calmly: "At your age, this history is obviously too obscure and complicated. Let's study it in depth when you get into college. Miss Alice, by then I will be happy to discuss the allusions and secret history with you. But now, it's time to go home, and young girls should not wander outside, even if this is the goddess' church."

Alice was not angry or otherwise unhappy when he was expelled from the hospital, but was just curious: "So, you didn't believe me from the beginning?"

Linger's answer was very decisive: "Not at all."

"Woo!" Metien next to him covered his eyes with both hands and couldn't bear to look at her. She had known that her brother was a serious person, but she didn't expect that he was so confused when facing the beautiful and lively girl. It really made people worry about his future.

"Is it because I didn't provide convincing evidence?" Alice signaled the game console and cassette in her hand: "These two things are not enough?"

"It's not enough." The answer was still very decisive, which made the candle's flame tremble: "Your words are too ridiculous, and no one with a little rational person can believe it. It reminds me of some widely circulated scams. However, your thinking is much newer than those scammers who claim to be descendants of the handsome man or the reincarnation of the German Emperor."

Alice was very depressed: "Then I really thank you for your praise, but I'm not a liar!"

"I also believe you are not a liar, because you have not tried to ask for anything from me or Metien, so I think it was a prank on a whim by the little girl and didn't intend to call the police."

"Then I really thank you for the second time." Alice rolled her eyes: "Also, I am eighteen years old this year, an adult who can drink legally, not a little girl."

"Drinking alcohol is not good for your health." Mettyn, who was sandwiched between the two, persuaded weakly. After receiving Alice's answer, "I'm just a joke", he looked at his brother, with a slight determination in his emerald and clear eyes: "Linger, I, I believe Alice is not lying."

She was questioning her brother for a stranger. Alice pretended to wipe her tears and exclaimed that she was moved. Linge ignored her and was not angry. Instead, she asked her sister seriously: "What's the reason? What's the reason for you to believe her?"

Mettyn's cheeks flushed with excitement, as if he had thought of something interesting: "Because, because she told me so many incredible things: a building built of steel, a huge iron bird flying from one end of the sky to the other end, a headphone that could hear music, a TV that accommodates all the bizarre things, and... in another imagined world, experience another game of life. Don't you think these things are magical, Linger? If, if it weren't from the alien world, where else could you find it?"

Linger was silent for a moment. He wanted to tell his sister that people with rich imagination could create things that do not exist in the world, just like the weird novels that have been popular in recent years. Could it be that vampires, werewolfs, and even witches, and wizards all exist? They are just objects imagined by novelists.

However, looking at the longing and yearning that appeared in Metien's eyes, these words could not be said anyway. He pursed his lips slightly, and the tone of the words changed: "Language."

Eh?

Both girls were stunned and didn't understand what it meant.

Only Linger, her eyes still calm, fell on Alice's face: "If you say you are from a completely different world than us, then why can you understand the language of our world and even communicate with us smoothly?"
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