Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 174 Chapter 48 Waiting
The less than three months since arriving in Backlund have been extremely long for Alice.

Compared to the beginning, although she still lacks experience, she has learned to use her brain before doing things. It is really impossible to ask others to help.

Of course, this other person is not specifically referring to Klein, absolutely not.

Compared to the initial feeling of being wary of being out of place in this era, Alice has been able to accept this matter peacefully until today.

At least she's living here, and that's enough.

She also no longer rejects those different lives in her memory. Maybe those people in the past were not the same person as her, but they were already inseparable.

After gathering her thoughts and looking at herself in the mirror again, Alice sighed.

Although her temperament has almost undergone earth-shaking changes, and her body shape and other aspects have undergone certain changes, Alice's face and facial features still have shadows of the past.

...If I enter the Church of Night like this, will the goddess ignore me in anger?
This dangerous idea flashed through her mind, and Alice finally did not attempt it.

After all, the Church of the Night knows Brielle Rose, so they probably don’t know that she is the resurrected Alice Kingsley...

"An accident happened again. Trischik bumped into a wild Beyonder while escaping. For some reason, this wild Beyonder attracted the attention of the 'Mechanical Heart' team. Triss Chick escaped successfully, which is logical."

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At the moment when the incident broke out, Klein tried to stop her decision to come to the East District, and also tried to persuade her to find someone to go with her.

"It is impossible for the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery to arrest the third prince for a piece of news that is true or false. They accepted the report, but only intend to investigate first. This is reasonable."

"An accident happened! Trischik found another opportunity, escaped from surveillance, and met Sherlock Moriarty outside Red Rose Manor.

"After learning that Sherlock Moriarty had informed the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery about the matter, she prepared to pretend to escape, attracting the attention of the 'Heart of Machinery' team."

In the quiet room, the quill pen that was writing alone suddenly trembled violently, and ink dripped, covering up the next few lines of text.

"Brill Rose successfully left the 'Machine Heart' team and decided to go to the East Area alone to look for opportunities for her promotion."

"Sherlock Moriarty somehow learned the news that the common girl Edsac Augustus fell in love with might be a witch, and reported the matter to Steam before going to Red Rose Manor. With the Church of the Mechanical God, this is reasonable based on a certain logic.”

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After a while, the quill regained its composure and resumed what it had just written:

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Alice sighed, packed up the disguise supplies prepared according to Klein's instructions, put on the mask and Amon's monocle, and prepared to go.

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But Alice refused.

Alice came to the East End alone.

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At least not yet.

"The Extraordinary person Trischik met by chance was a girl named Brielle Rose. She was keenly aware of Trischico's difference, and..."

She had to go alone, something she knew from the moment she felt the revelation.

Close to the edge of the East District, Alice looked up at the fog that was getting thicker, and stepped into the legendary East District.

After disguising herself in the only cheap hotel in the East End, Alice once again stood on the streets of the East End. Alice blinked, following her instincts to find her target.

Where is it?

Alice's eyes glanced at the passers-by blankly. The New Year was approaching, and even the people in the East District had a lot of life on their faces.

They are looking forward to the New Year...

Alice suddenly felt a little sad when she thought that these people with joy and expectation might die soon.

"Ding Dong——"

Alice suddenly heard something, and she lowered her head subconsciously. It was a smooth and round stone. Although it could not escape the nature of the stone, it was much more beautiful than ordinary stones.

Alice knelt down and picked up the stone. When she raised her head, she saw a little boy standing not far away, looking at her timidly.

……timid?
Alice was slightly startled, lowered her head slightly, and realized a problem she had not considered.

There is something about her that girls of the same age in the East District will never have - that is the kind of ease that only children who are not troubled by life can have.

Alice was silent for a moment and decided to pretend she didn't know about it.

...She really can't act this!

"Is it yours?" Alice knelt down, raised a cautious smile, and stretched out her hand to the dusty child.

"Thank you, sister." She seemed relieved when she saw the child, quickly grabbed the stone from her hand, thanked her, turned around and ran away.

Alice looked at his back and was quiet for two seconds, then stood up and whispered to herself: "What are you looking at? Are you really planning to stop the plague?"

The answer to this question was firm from beginning to end. Alice pursed her lips and continued to move forward aimlessly based on her feelings.

...Where the hell is fate going to take her?
Just when Alice was about to lose her patience, she suddenly stopped, then accelerated to the entrance of the alley in front, and stopped blankly.

...Is there any difference between this alley and the surrounding ones?

Alice stood there and blinked blankly.

Near this alley, a homeless man with a sallow face wearing an old jacket was slumped on the ground. Passers-by occasionally passed by, but no one wanted to step into the alley.

- Even for a ghetto, this alley looks too bad.

Alice pondered for two seconds, and after confirming that no one was around, she walked up to the homeless man, squatted down, and said hello hesitantly: "Hi?"

The homeless man raised his head weakly.

No, no, giving him too much money is harming him...

Alice closed her eyes, took out a one-sule note from her pocket, handed it to him and said: "Here is a sole. Give this to me, and it will be yours."

Alice tried hard to keep a straight face and solemn tone to make herself appear more majestic.

She was not sure whether she succeeded or failed, because the tramp seemed to be afraid that he would not encounter a fool like her, so he grabbed the one-sule note and ran away dragging his weak body.

Alice looked at the rags that the tramp had left in place to pad the ground and fell into deep thought.

...How long has it been since this thing has been washed?
Alice hesitated for a moment, then gave up kicking the rag away and squatted down at a certain distance from the rag but within sight of the alley entrance.

(End of this chapter)