Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 197 Chapter71 Spicy is a kind of pain

The atmosphere that had just relaxed for a long time cooled down again. Amon looked at Alice with a dangerous look, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

——Probably laughed angrily.

"Alice," He called out slowly, "It's a shame that you didn't become the 'provocateur'."

Alice looked at Amon, and after pondering for a moment, she couldn't help but ask:
"Why don't you hit me?"

Amon's eyes widened incomprehensibly, but he saw Alice covering her mouth with her hands. Then she felt something was wrong, so she held her head and screamed:
"I did not do it on purpose!"

Amon was silent for a moment, frowned and asked: "...Did I force you to speak?"

"No," Alice put down her hand, raised her head and said with a very serious expression and tone, "Actually, my mouth has its own consciousness."

"...Okay," Amon reluctantly believed this statement that was obviously nonsense and smiled, "Alice, what kind of death do you prefer?"

"Huh?" Alice blinked blankly.

Although he heard a completely unfamiliar word, Amon still barely understood what Alice meant, looked at Alice in confusion and asked:
"Why do you think so strangely every time?"

Alice rolled her eyes, leaned forward slightly and asked, "So... Lord Angel of Time, before you kill me, can you fulfill my last wish?"

Alice held her chin and continued to think seriously. She replied seriously: "I don't know. I haven't seen a doctor specifically, but I don't think there is anything wrong with me."

Amon leaned on the sofa in a relaxed posture and said with a smile: "While I'm in a good mood now, you can pick the one you like."

As expected, Alice stretched out her hand to hold her chin and thought seriously. She quickly came to the conclusion: "I will ask the other person if he is sick."

Alice thought for a moment, took back the insulting words such as "Are you m", and asked a fairly neutral question with a curious look on her face:

After Alice pondered for a moment, she looked at the somewhat familiar ice cream truck and asked with confirmation: "Did you steal this last time?"

Amon fell into deep thought again.

"What?" Amon asked doubtfully.

"Why do you still feel better after being scolded?"

Alice nodded and suddenly realized: "That's why you don't dare to kill me!"

Alice blinked and reminded: "Put chili sauce in the ice cream..."

Amon looked at Alice, his eyes fell on the monocle on her right eye, he smiled and said, "Okay."

Alice suddenly became happy, and then she thought of another question: "But, where are we going to find the ice cream truck and chili sauce..."

Amon fell into deep thought, and decided to learn Alice's strategy. He frowned and asked, "Normally, what would you do in the current situation?"

"...Alice," Amon called her with a complicated mood, "The point of this sentence should be that I want to kill you."

Alice's eyes widened in amazement, and she sighed:
"Wow, you have backpack compartments!"

Alice couldn't finish the question because an ice cream truck appeared out of nowhere in the open space, causing the living room to lose all the extra space.

So Amon adopted this strategy: "Are you sick?"

Amon nodded.

Then, Alice let out a second sigh: "Your backpack compartment can still be kept fresh!"

Amon fell silent. Alice then said thoughtfully: "But it turns out that the backpack compartments of your different clones are the same..."

"Yes," Amon replied nonchalantly, "Let me see where there is chili sauce..."

Alice was just about to say she was going to buy it when Amon took out a jar of chili sauce out of nowhere. Alice stared at the jar of chili sauce and asked hesitantly:

"...Did you just steal it?"

Amon nodded matter-of-factly.

Alice hesitated for a moment between morality and gold pounds, choosing to study ice cream with chili sauce first.

She had long forgotten the fear she felt when she first saw Amon at home, and the fear and hatred she felt when he was attacked by Amon, and looked at Amon expectantly.

Amon did not disappoint Alice. After thinking for a moment, he made a very beautiful ice cream drizzled with chili sauce.

After thinking about this veritable dark dish for a moment, Amon stretched out his hand to Alice who was standing nearby and asked, "Try it?"

After Alice stared at the ice cream for a few seconds, she really stuck out her tongue and took a lick. Then she took two steps back, covered her mouth and looked at Amon.

Amon looked at Alice's expression with interest and asked, "How is it?"

Alice put down her hands, showed a sad and angry expression, and replied in a painful tone:

"have no idea.

"I didn't taste it at all, I just knew...

"Spicy is a pain."

Such a lively expression and tone successfully amused Amon. After confirming that this recipe was indeed a dark dish worthy of the name, Alice bravely pulled Amon and asked:
"If I tell you Will Asceptin's home address, can you take me and teleport there directly?"

Amon didn't pay attention to Alice's actions, looked at her thoughtfully and said, "Actually, I originally thought you would consider using a more human way to get there."

"...Isn't that an adjective?" Alice questioned while explaining, "Besides, riding in a carriage costs money!" Note ①

"..." This was an unexpected and reasonable answer. The corner of Amon's mouth twitched suspiciously, and he stopped pursuing the topic.

After knowing Will Asceptin's home address, Amon showed Alice what conceptual theft was, and successfully caused Alice to exclaim:

"Wow!"

This time, Alice's fuss failed to elicit any response from Amon. He glanced at Alice and suddenly raised a nasty smile, making Alice subconsciously nervous.

But nothing seemed to happen next - or so Alice thought, until she realized that no one could notice her.

After Alice pondered for a moment, she asked Amon: "If a person who is possessed by such an unnoticed magic is very unlucky, will he be accidentally killed?"

Amon didn't have time to answer this question, because the person Alice wanted to wait for arrived - Velma who was pregnant with Will Asceptin.

"I'd like an ice cream stick," Velma asked who didn't seem to notice anything was wrong.

Alice stared at Velma's belly, wondering whether Will Asceptin had noticed something was wrong.

She couldn't think for too long, because Amon, who had fulfilled her "last wish", looked at her with interest and asked:
"You haven't said what kind of death you prefer."

(End of this chapter)