amaotonovel Chapter 156 Thousands of Lights
Chapter 156 Thousands of Lights
"Mayor, tell me, what do you see from here?"
On the top floor of the Hilla Continent Hotel, the 656th Hilla Port City Council election has concluded, and a young man has unexpectedly ascended to the mayor's seat: Aitesco Miao, a half-elf, a hybrid of demon and elf.
Alice stood before him, and behind her, the maid-knight Rafis was dressed in a proper black and white maid outfit, while Vera, finally freed from the heavy work at the Amelansi National Academy of Sciences, was dressed up and brought to the banquet to enjoy the long-awaited feast.
After becoming president, Alice traveled from north to south and from winter to west. Everything she considered important passed through her hands. Although her team of state worked very hard, she ultimately had to make the final decision on certain matters.
The Continental Hotel Hilla is nine stories high, which was quite a spectacle for the Old World. However, it is no longer the tallest building in Hilla. Nevertheless, the skyline of Hilla Harbour is still clear from the top floor of the Continental Hotel, with only a few buildings obstructing the view.
The biggest change came from electric lights. After 655 years, the central government of Amelansi has been allocating funds to the city of Shira to popularize magical and electrical equipment throughout Shira, including the magical lights that are widely used in Trian.
In the past, darkness descended upon the earth, and without the sun, people could only stay at home. Even for the noble Sheila, only the harbor area had scattered lights.
Now, the entire city is covered with lights like a nebula in the sky. In their eyes, it is a scene of thousands of lights, flowing water through the city, and the harbor is filled with lights. More and more high-rise buildings are rising from the ground. The widespread use of lights has extended people's lives beyond the sun for the first time.
"Hila City?"
“Look again, Mr. Mayor, what do those lights represent? And what do they represent to you?”
Those in power must first and foremost consider the people of their region. Alice could not tolerate a high-ranking official treating the people like dirt, or the common folk like ants.
Alice had hinted at it so clearly that Etisko Miao couldn't possibly be unaware. People were talking about this person who had single-handedly unified the country. Some thought she was a master of strategy, some thought she was a brave and skilled warrior, and some thought she was just a puppet pushed into the open.
Some people think she is just a delicate doll, while others think she is a goddess.
But you have to see for yourself what kind of person she really is. Aitesco Miao comes from a family that combines the two sides of the continent, and this special environment has given him rational thinking.
Alice's words to him today were definitely not so simple. He looked at the star-studded port of Hilla, at the points of light, and then turned his head slightly to look at the sea on one side, which was faintly illuminated, but appeared to be silent in the darkness of the night.
Amidst the bustling traffic, he saw people rushing about under the lights, some striving for a living, others for enjoyment; the lights of carriages, cars, and flashlights intertwined.
He seemed to have found a slight answer, an answer that was both simple and complex. In the past, he had also been one of them, and his family was not well-off.
Alice leaned against the railing, her face expressionless, her eyes sharp enough to peel back his skin and see what his heart truly was.
He thought of many ambitious words, but they all paled in comparison to Alice's gaze. He glanced again and saw a little boy in a drab shirt hawking his wares from a box in the lamplight.
He suddenly realized that the identity of mayor was as heavy as a thousand pounds to them, and that his single order could make them change.
Will it bring disaster or benefit to one side?
The president's question only had these two answers; it was a test, and for him, a reminder.
He finally began to see a glimpse of the president's character.
"Amidst the lights of countless homes, only responsibility remains."
Alice then smiled slightly and nodded. She raised her glass. The new mayor had passed the test. He raised his glass, but in the dim light, he could still see that the president's glass contained cola. He said nothing, clinked glasses, and drank it all down.
“Miss President, in my hometown, there are four lines in an old legend. In my opinion, only you are worthy of one or two of them.”
"tell me the story?"
Alice, intrigued by his gesture, relaxed and leaned against the railing, handing her empty wine glass to Raffis, then snatching the cherry tomato from Vera's hand, which still had a few drops of water on it.
"Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."
"Hahaha~ That's too kind. We're just holding on to our dreams."
Alice popped the fruit into her mouth, clapped her hands, and said, "Well then, I'll wait for the people of this region and for your future. Your Excellency Mayor, please excuse me."
It was only then that Aitesco Miao realized his back was soaked with sweat. He wiped the sweat from his brow and decided to change his clothes. The night was still long, and the councilors of Hilla City Council were all cunning old foxes. How to get the maximum support while doing good deeds would not be easy.
"Teacher, you took my things again!"
"Tsk, Vera, why are you being so stingy? It's not like I'm asking for your money."
Alice took Vera's hand and realized that the little girl had grown quite a bit, and that part of her body was so impressive. Rafis was the same; her maid outfit was bulging at the chest, with the fabric stretched and wrinkled.
But as for herself... well, all I can say is that when she puts on this British suit and ties her hair up, she looks no different from a little boy. But Alice isn't envious at all; she simply doesn't have that kind of look.
"Stop eating, you little glutton, or you'll turn into a pig."
Alice snatched the chicken leg from Lavie's hand. She hadn't expected there to be fried chicken at the banquet. She was planning to talk to someone about developing a chain of fried chicken restaurants.
"I only ate two!"
"Alright, stop. Lavie, you must be getting moldy from spending so much time in the research institute. I think the Ministry of Truth doesn't really need people to copy things by hand anymore. If you're free and have some time, we have a scientific expedition tomorrow."
"Hmm? Go dig up a grave or dig up some dirt?"
"Tsk, it's archaeology!"
"But teacher, didn't you say back in the capital that archaeology is just digging up the graves of the dead and exploring the secret chambers of the ancients?"
"Tsk, alright, alright, Vera, shut up. You still remember what we entrusted to you, right? You haven't forgotten it, have you?"
"Is the teacher referring to the lesson content? Of course, it's been revived ever since the teacher died, hmm~"
"Tsk, when did we die?"
"But you left Vera all alone before... and then you became a young lady again. In Vera's eyes, it's no different than if you died once."
Vera moved closer and closer. The fragrance emanating from Alice was very, very similar to that of her former teachers, with only a slight difference. He leaned against Alice, his once-resolute body now soft and yielding, his rough hands replaced by smooth, delicate white hands.
But she still had the habit of writing on her hands. Vera turned her palm over, and there were blurry ink marks on it. She slowly rubbed them away with her hand.
"The teacher hasn't made amends to Vera yet~"
"Okay, Vera, what kind of compensation do you want?"
"I want to live with my teacher."
"Tsk."