Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 137 Chapter 11 Corpse
St. Samuel's Church was quiet most of the time. Alice stepped into St. Samuel's Church and started praying as usual. Regardless of her getting up late, the only difference was probably the monocle on her right eye. .

I wonder if anyone in the church could recognize Amon’s monocle...

Alice suddenly thought of this problem. She raised her head and glanced around the church, but everyone was doing their own thing, and no one seemed to feel strange about her monocle.

Alice lowered her head in disappointment, making her expression more pious.

I always feel like coming to church is just like checking in every day...ah, what are you thinking!
After praying devoutly but absentmindedly, Alice stood up and walked back absentmindedly.

She subconsciously walked along the familiar streets, and didn't stop until she saw that the original stalls had been divided up by new vendors.

She watched silently for a while, then quietly turned and left, but in her heart she couldn't help but think of Will Asceptin, who she met that day when she was still in her mother's belly.

...I wonder what happened to the coachman that day?

This question was fleeting, and after Alice pondered for a moment, she boarded a carriage.

——If you are too lazy to look for the coachman's current location, it will obviously be easier for you to guess the situation of your fellow travelers.

Across the carriage, Alice couldn't see the coachman's expression, but she could feel the carriage shaking, and then the coachman's voice came in: "Stop joking like this, madam, it's not funny at all."

When listening to Klein using the identity of "The World" to describe the life of the poor, Alice was shocked and emotional, but she didn't really take it to heart.

"Because I'm just driving for someone else," the coachman sighed. "Not only do I have to share the income with the owner of the carriage, but if the carriage is damaged, I also need to compensate."

"Sure enough," the coachman seemed to laugh, but his tone was more emotional, "you must come from a family with good conditions and have never worried about life."

"But even if the carriage loses control, it doesn't mean you will definitely die..." Alice frowned in confusion and replied.

"You're here." The coachman stopped the carriage, but avoided answering the previous question.

"Madam, may I ask what you do?" asked the coachman.

To her, it was like a wonderful story, a world she had never heard of. After hearing it, she sighed and it passed.

Alice hurriedly tried to make up for what she had just said: "Sorry, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Alice was startled for a moment, realizing a problem she had never considered before. Something seemed to be coming out: "Why don't you buy a carriage of your own?"

Alice regretted it almost as soon as she finished speaking. She realized that it was impossible for a person who was struggling for life to have spare money to buy a carriage.

So Alice asked this question: "Suppose your carriage suddenly loses control..."

"Why do you guess so?" Alice asked doubtfully.

Alice quietly climbed out of the carriage and watched the coachman go away. After a while, she twitched the corners of her lips and tried to draw a smile on her face. After failing several times, she gave up and returned home with her lips pursed. .

"I..." Alice hesitated to formulate her words, "I'm collecting materials."

"This is not a joke," Alice said seriously, "I'm just curious...what would you do if something like this happened?"

"I will die," the coachman replied without hesitation.

Maybe she would put a few coins in the donation box when she had spare money, but her little kindness to the poor was not as good as to stray cats and dogs.

Of course, this is if the stray cats and dogs look like her.

——She doesn’t care at all whether the other person is pitiful or not, nor does she care about how the other person lives. That's why she was able to drag the innocent ice cream vendor and coachman into the fight between her and Will Asceptin without even thinking...

"The most fair thing about fate is that it is unfair to everyone..."

Alice whispered softly what she had said to Charlie King. She felt that she should remember something, but her brain had no reaction except tingling.

Alice's mood didn't last long, as a gray mist appeared in front of her.

"West End, Green Cemetery."

Klein simply left such a sentence. Alice blinked in confusion, a little confused about Klein's intention, but she still decided to go and have a look.

There was a birch forest outside the Green Cemetery, and carriages were not allowed here. Alice entered the forest on foot, then reached out to cover her mouth and nose, and began to regret that she did not wear a mask.

She covered her mouth and nose with her left hand and approached a birch tree that seemed to be intact. She stretched out her right hand and touched the bark. In an instant, her palm turned gray-white.

——The bark of the birch tree fell off into gray-white dust, which she wiped off.

Alice looked deep into the forest, looking at the gray-white soil under each birch tree, and fell into deep thought.

So, what's here?

After Alice pondered for a moment, she picked up a branch from the ground, stood it on the ground, and let go of her hand without using any divination ability.

She headed in the direction of the fallen branch.

After walking about ten meters, Alice picked up another branch and continued to move in the direction where the branch fell.

——Leave everything to fate.

Alice just followed the direction of the fallen branch. During this period, she went around detours and turned back, but she kept walking, and kept walking, until she reached the last branch.

——When she let go, she inadvertently exerted a little strength, and the branch stood in the soil.

Alice raised her head. The birch tree had peeled off a circle of skin around its waist. It looked like it had gone through a lot of things.

Alice lowered her head again and looked at the standing branch on the ground. After pondering for a moment, she tried to use dream divination to see what was here.

Looking down from the sky, the first thing is the canopy of birch trees.

Pass through the branches and leaves that are not lush, go down the snow-white trunk, skip the lower half of the trunk where the bark has almost fallen off, and then there is the soil.

Alice felt as if she could smell the smell of earth, hear the rustling sounds of insects in the soil, and...

The weird and disgusting smell made Alice alert.

Passing through the soil and reaching the depths of the soil, Alice saw a... no, a highly decomposed body of a child.

His skin has melted into the soil, and the tree roots are ready to move next to him, trying to pass through and turn him into nourishment for his own growth.

From this weird perspective, Alice could even see bugs crawling in and out of his body, entering and exiting through his mouth and nose.

Waking up from her dream, Alice held onto the tree trunk and retched violently.

(End of this chapter)