Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 125 Chapter 87 Both you and your brother are

Alice pondered for a moment and then said: "I have something very offensive that I don't know whether to say or not."

"...Have you offended me a few times?" Amon asked doubtfully.

"So, I said you won't kill me in anger, right?" Alice confirmed again.

"I'm a little unsure now." Amon frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

Alice blinked at Amon.

Although reason told Amon that he had better not ask any more questions, in the end he was defeated by curiosity: "So, what do you want to say?"

Alice pondered for a moment and then asked: "...You and your brother are both gay?"

"?"

Amon glared at Alice and asked, "Do you really think I won't kill you?"

"I asked...you asked me to say..." Alice defended herself in a low voice.

"Huh?" Amon glanced at Alice threateningly.

Alice immediately sat upright and said sincerely: "You are a great angel of time, how could you make a mistake!"

"Ahem," Amon coughed lightly, with an obvious smile in his eyes, "I'm really reluctant to kill you. After all, interesting humans like you are rare... Why don't you think about it? Will you be my favored one?"

"...Do I need to wear a monocle?" Alice tilted her head and asked sincerely.

"Well... you can be the kind of favored person who doesn't wear a monocle," Amon said with a smile, "So, what's going on with those paintings?"

"My friend... well, you have seen her," Alice organized. "She has read a book. That book tells the... love story of you and the Fool."

"?" Amon finally couldn't control his expression.

"So... is it possible that this is a book written by an 'author'?" Alice asked sincerely.

"If you are the 'writer', then it is very possible." Amon thought for a moment and replied.

"Well..." Alice thought about this possibility seriously, "If I were a 'writer', I... I would write a biography of a famous person!"

"Huh?" Amon looked at Alice, waiting for her follow-up answer.

Alice began to describe in more detail:
“I want to write about the entire process of a person becoming famous and interview him or her after he or she becomes famous.

"Then, I will publish what I have written, in the form of a biography or mark at the end that it is adapted from a real case or something..."

"Bah, bang, bang," Amon applauded Alice, "Interesting idea, but not an idea that a 'writer' would have."

"What do you mean?" Alice blinked.

"Leaving traces deliberately is something that a 'provocateur' would do." Amon smiled and threw the bottle of "provocateur" potion to Alice.

Alice subconsciously caught the potion, and then looked at Amon blankly.

"As a souvenir for you," Amon said with a smile, "So...the people you mentioned...well, the people who like me, like me because of that book?"

Alice nodded.

After Amon looked at Alice for a while, he asked thoughtfully: "The book you mentioned...existed before the First Age?"

"...you know?" Alice pursed her lips. "After living for such a long time and having such a father, do you think I don't know that there was a history before the First Age?" Amon chuckled.

"...Well, do you know that your father may have copied the teachings and creation myths of the religion he believed in before?" Alice asked sincerely.

"...This is indeed what I just heard from you." Amon replied without meaning.

Alice nodded thoughtfully, and then replied: "I don't know - maybe this is exactly the world in that book? It's similar to... the kind that wakes up and comes to the book that you have read. , such a story..."

"Who knows?" Amon replied noncommittally, "If that's the case... I wonder how those who like me will react when they see me in person? Will they be surprised?"

Alice watched Amon think seriously for a moment, then shuddered and asked: "...Have you ever heard that Mr. Ye is fond of dragons?"

"A person named 'Ye' likes 'Dragon'?" Amon repeated this literal translation in confusion.

"This is a story," Alice shook her head and explained, "It's probably about a man named 'Ye' who likes 'dragons' very much and fantasizes about seeing dragons with his own eyes every day, but when the dragon really comes When I met him, he..."

"What happened to him?" Amon asked curiously.

"He nearly died of fright," replied Alice.

"But doesn't he like 'dragon'?" Amon asked doubtfully.

Alice shook her head and said softly:
"He likes pictures of dragons, things made in the form of dragons, and legends and stories about dragons, but he doesn't like real dragons.

“Just like in that long-lost civilization, mortals believed in gods, but did not hope that there would really be gods in the world.

"Because compared to gods, there are so few things mortals can do - just like you can kill me at any time just because you're in a bad mood."

Amon listened thoughtfully to the whole paragraph, and finally commented: "The previous ones are fine, but do you really realize that I can kill you at any time?"

Alice blinked twice.

"Forget it about being a fool, after all, it sounds like he is still some distance away from the gods," Amon looked at Alice's expression and smiled, "You don't seem to have much respect for the night?"

"...I respect the goddess." Alice defended.

Amon nodded and came to the conclusion: "In other words, you are indeed not afraid."

Alice opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"And it seems that he doesn't even respect me..." Amon said with a meaningful tone, "When I first saw it, I almost thought that it was really a revelation given to you by fate."

"Why not?" Alice tilted her head, "Maybe that was really a revelation given to me by fate? Maybe you really..."

In Amon's threatening eyes, Alice's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Amon looked at Alice who was a little calmer and said with a smile: "There is something I forgot to tell you... You said that my paranoid brother is the same as me... That sentence may have been heard by Him. "

Alice's eyes widened.

"How do you feel?" Amon asked with a smile.

"Then, He may become the third Sequence 1 who wants my life." Alice replied thoughtfully.

"The third one?" Amon asked in surprise.

"You're the second one." Alice shrugged.

　I don’t know how Adam felt when he saw this scene (…)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)