Chapter 757 Storm Kingdom
The persecution paranoia in Storm Kingdom has reached a terminally ill level, but it is not incomprehensible.
Suppose that one day, human beings walk out of the earth and the solar system, and suddenly discover that the universe is actually very lively, with starships of all sizes flying everywhere, and humans themselves, compared with them, are like country boys who have just left the village and entered the big city. City.
I'm afraid that at that time, humans will also have a very big sense of crisis, always feeling that aliens will come to trick us.
The Kingdom of Storms has the same mentality. From their king to the citizens, they all have very serious persecution paranoia.
But the good side is that this sense of crisis has greatly stimulated the enterprising spirit of the Storm Kingdom. Their technological level has developed by leaps and bounds since entering the interstellar era. Currently, there are very few people who can build behemoths like starships. one of the forces.
Of course, because of this sense of crisis, the management of outsiders is very strict. When everyone got on the tram, someone had already carefully inspected the Manta to see if there were any contraband.
You can't be as flamboyant here as in Guest City, where no one cares about murder and arson. But here, if you tap a local on the shoulder and ask for directions, you may be arrested by the police for assault.
Alyssa specifically asked everyone not to run around, and everyone must move within their respective fields of vision. We will leave as soon as we finish our work, and we will never stay here for a long time.
It sounds like a tiger's den, but the locals are actually quite friendly. As long as you don't do anything to arouse suspicion, there will be no misunderstandings.
After riding the tram for almost an hour, everyone left the station rubbing their buttocks that were almost flattened from sitting.
There is no need to take a car here. Alyssa remembers the surrounding environment and it is not far from the destination.
They walked around the street for a while, walked into a residential area, and stopped in front of a two-story villa.
Alyssa pressed the doorbell, but no one responded for a while.
"Could it be that no one is home?"
"I hope I am only out temporarily. If I move, it will be difficult to find him."
Since the last time I came here, it has been several years since there was no contact, and Alyssa was a little unsure.
Thinking about this, I suddenly felt a little anxious.
"Who are you looking for?"
Maybe Alyssa and the others stayed at the door for too long, so the old lady who lived next door quietly poked her head out and asked.
"Auntie, we are here to see Mr. Wright. Do you know where his family members have gone?"
"Alas...it's unlucky for you to come here. Mr. Wright just passed away last month."
Alyssa's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, this trip was in vain.
Mr. Wright and Alyssa's grandfather have been friends for many years, but they are really not young and may indeed pass away at any time.
When I was worried about what to do, the old lady next door wiped her glasses and suddenly said:
"Are you...Alyssa?"
"You know me?"
"How come we don't know each other? I hugged you when you and your grandfather came to see Mr. Wright when you were young, but you didn't give me any face and peed on my hand."
"..."
I don’t know how this old lady recognized Alyssa, but she casually mentioned a dark history.
But since they were acquaintances, the old lady provided new information:
"Mr. Wright's cemetery is behind the house, next to the Lady Grave Church. Villania should be there at this time. Go find her."
"Okay, thank you auntie."
Sofia asked in a low voice:
“Who is Villania?”
"Mr. Wright's granddaughter. I met her a few years ago."
Trying to get a boat through Mr. Wright's connections is not 100% sure in itself, let alone his granddaughter. But now that I’ve come, I can’t come in vain. I have to give it a try.
So everyone turned around and walked towards the back of the house. Soon they saw a small church poking through the residential area.
In China, living next to a cemetery was considered unlucky, but here it was not. Living next to a cemetery meant being blessed by your ancestors, and this was still a very sought-after land.
So you will see that there are cemeteries in residential areas.
In front of the church, several Pharazma priests wearing black robes and white masks were presiding over the funeral. They should be among the priests least affected by the fall of the gods.
The main job of the priests of Death is to look after the dead and do not provide healing services like other priests (although they can). In any case, people will always die, and the dead will need funerals.
Alyssa and the others did not disturb the funeral scene, but entered through the side door next to the cemetery and walked along the gravel road while searching.
When they turned over a hillside, they saw a little girl standing in front of a relatively new tombstone wiping tears not far away.
Visually, he was less than one meter tall. He looked about six or seven years old. He was crying very sadly.
Fang Lanyin's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the words 'Mr. Wright Hunter is buried here' engraved on the tombstone. It seemed that he had found the right person.
There were no adults around, only a child standing in front of the tombstone wiping tears, which instantly touched the soft spot in everyone's heart. It looked so pitiful.
However, the next moment he turned around, quickly took out a pipe and held it in his mouth.
"Stop your sympathy. I'm twenty-seven this year. What's wrong? Have you never seen a halfling?"
"..."
Indeed, halflings are half humans in the literal sense, but they just look like children.
She lit her pipe with a long match, looked at the speechless crowd, and said a little uncertainly:
"Are you... Alyssa?"
"It's me, long time no see, Villania."
"It didn't take long, but you suddenly shaved off your hair and installed an implant on your head. I almost didn't recognize you."
The last time I saw Vilania was four or five years ago, but halflings live longer than humans. Four or five years to Vilania is like one or two years to humans, which is indeed not a long time.
"You are here to see grandpa, but unfortunately, he is inside."
Saying that, Villania was also a little puzzled:
"Didn't Mr. James come with you?"
"It's also unfortunate that my grandfather passed away two years ago."
"They are all old men. They may fall into the arms of the grave lady at any time. Don't be sad."
She said don't be sad, but she cried so hard just now.
Villania is such a person, very strong on the surface, but actually very fragile and soft in her heart.
At least that's the way Alyssa knew Vilania.
"Let's go, come to my house. You won't come here for free. If you have something to say, come to my house. As for the old man, just let them be alone."
After speaking, Villania took the lead and walked back. Fang Lanyin looked at him and said with emotion:
"What a cool person."
"But she is not as easy to talk to as her grandfather, Mr. Wright. Villania adheres to the principle of giving for what you get. I'm afraid it won't be easy to get a boat from her."
That being said, you still have to give it a try, it can’t be in vain.
(End of chapter)