Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 117 Chapter79 Death of Charlie King

Charlie King paused suspiciously.

For a moment, he felt as if he had not opened the door and found an enemy squatting at the door, but just picked up a little girl who had nowhere to go in the middle of the night.

But...why does this hobby seem a bit familiar? Do people who are suitable for the "destiny" path like to eat ice cream?
How could it be possible to choose people like this? Isn't this too childish? Charlie King couldn't help but laugh at his idea. He shook his head and said to Alice, "Sorry, I don't have anything like that here."

Alice's facial features suddenly wrinkled. As she walked to the sofa, she made a hesitant choice: "Then... let's have coffee."

Charlie King felt a little confused when he looked at Alice who actually started to order.

He made the coffee, and after watching Alice add the sugar cubes, he naturally prepared to take a sip and taste it. Finally he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried about me poisoning you?"

……

Alice looked at Charlie King and laughed as if he had remembered something funny, and then said to her: "Sorry, I don't have that kind of thing here."

Alice felt a little disappointed because neither coffee nor black tea was her favorite. She hesitated, but finally decided not to be picky and chose coffee.

After Charlie King placed the brewed coffee with sugar and milk in front of her, she added two more sugar cubes to it before picking it up and getting ready to try it.

She heard Charlie King ask in confusion: "Aren't you worried about me poisoning you?"

Alice thought seriously about this serious question.

She had no doubts when Charlie King handed her the recipe for the "Priest of Disaster" potion because she really didn't expect it.

She had no doubts when Charlie King invited her in because there was no spiritual prompting.

Does she... believe a little too much in divination and spiritual warnings?
This seems to be a habit she has developed over the years, but trusting the reminders and warnings given to her by a being that she has no control over seems to be dangerous in itself.

Especially when there is a mercury snake waiting for an opportunity at the end of the road.

In the end, Alice did not take a sip of the coffee. She just held the cup in her hands, felt the temperature in her hands, and asked in the rising heat: "What do you want to do?"

……

Charlie King looked at Alice who was wary of his words.

She still held the cup of coffee, but ultimately didn't drink it.

He saw Alice looking up at him after thinking for a while and asking, "What do you want to do?"

What does he want to do? What can he do?
Charlie King finally sighed, looked at Alice and asked, "Can I choose a less painful way to die?"

Alice froze on the spot.

She carefully observed Charlie King's expression. The other person's expression was calm and tranquil. When he said this, he was even smiling.

Alice thought of Charlie King's expression when she first saw him - from the myriad of thoughts to the calm relief at the end.

Alice finally understood the other party's attitude from the beginning to the present.

Complex emotions surged in her heart, and Alice felt that she had a lot to say, but when the emotions came to her throat, she couldn't even form a complete sentence.

Finally, Alice put down the tea cup in her hand and asked him: "Why don't you struggle again?"

This question was asked to Charlie King, and it was also a reminder to herself.

She was afraid that one day she would be like Charlie King and ask others: "Can I choose a less painful way to die?" The way Charlie King gave up his struggle seemed to foreshadow her future.

Charlie King shook his head slightly, looked at Alice and asked, "Would you like to hear a story?"

Alice listened quietly.

From when he became an extraordinary person, to when he was evaluated as not suitable for the "destiny" path, to the three years when there was no hope of promotion, to the surprise and fear of finally being promoted, to when he tried to resist and reported her to the church The presence.

Finally, Charlie King asked, "Can you tell me how you found me?"

Alice pursed her lips, looked at him unbearably and said, "...I am the one favored by the night."

"...Haha, hahaha." Charlie King suddenly laughed, laughing so hard that his body arched unnaturally, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Finally, he sighed and said: "Fate, you are really... not fair at all."

"No," Alice shook her head and softly denied the other party's words, "The fairest thing about fate is that it is unfair to everyone."

"The fairest thing about fate is that it is unfair to no one..." Charlie King murmured these words, with a dazed emotion in his eyes.

Alice looked at him quietly, immersed in her own thoughts, until——

Charlie King pulled out a gun from under the coffee table, put the gun into his mouth, and pulled the trigger.

The gunshot was so sudden in the silent night that Alice's eyes widened in shock as she watched the gun fall to the ground as it lost its owner's grip.

……Is he crazy?
When a shining gold coin slowly formed on Charlie King's body, when she subconsciously stood up and picked up the gold coin, when the touch of the gold coin appeared on her fingertips, she finally understood the current situation. Condition.

"when--"

The gold coin fell on the floor, rolled forward for a certain distance, spun in place a few times, and finally stopped.

Alice stood there and pinched her arm again, forcing herself to look away and shift her attention to Charlie King's body.

...Don't come close, don't look.

She closed her eyes, let her breathing slowly calm down, and then softly recited in ancient Hermes:

"The fool who does not belong to this era,
"The mysterious master above the gray fog,

"The king of yellow and black who controls good luck,

"..."

Klein, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of prayer again. He climbed up into the gray mist cursing, but he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

Although Alice is indeed a bit noisy, she is not so ignorant... right?

When he saw the body next to Alice through the crimson stars, Klein wasn't sure whether he breathed a sigh of relief or a sigh of relief.

He looked toward the crimson stars and heard Alice's voice: "...I want to sacrifice Charlie King's extraordinary characteristics to you, please help me preserve it."

Is there anything wrong with this thing? Is she so eager to sacrifice to me in the middle of the night?
Klein frowned and responded to the crimson star: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)