Mystery: Lucky One

"Uh..." The fat pharmacist paused for a moment. He carefully glanced at Alice and struggled to organize his words, "Yeah, it's not very scary either..."

Alice stared and said, "But you are obviously scared."

The fat pharmacist said in a tone that was almost crying: "I, I am timid..."

This attitude made Alice hold her breath inexplicably. She stared at the fat pharmacist for a long time, but in the end she did nothing, lowered her eyes and asked:

"Where's the medicine?"

The fat pharmacist was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up from the ground, pulled out two bottles of medicine and gave them to Alice, and said earnestly:

"It can be used within six months, please rest assured!"

Alice glanced at him sideways, but in the end said nothing, took the potion and left the herbal shop.

It wasn't until she was more than ten meters away that Alice stopped, turned around, looked at the herbal shop that had long been covered by the crowd, and murmured:

"anyway……

"The 'Dice of Probability' should be in the School of Life, right?"

If only he could steal the "Dice of Probability"... No, no matter what the reason is, it would be great if he could bring it out...

This thought flashed through Alice's mind, making her laugh out loud. She shook her head and said to herself:
"What are you thinking about? How can a low-sequence Beyonder come into contact with something at the level of a Level 0 sealed object?"

Thinking of this, Alice suddenly thought of a question:
"Speaking of which, Mr. Medicine Master should actually be a very courageous...very cautious Extraordinary, right?

"It's easy for official extraordinary people to find out if you open a store in one place for such a long time... But he..."

Alice frowned slightly, thinking of the herbs that seemed to have just been replenished in the Fat Pharmacist's shop, and felt confused for a moment.

...It seems like he had no intention of moving in the first place?

A trace of undetectable guilt flashed through Alice's mind, and she quickly looked straight ahead with a guilty conscience and went home without changing her expression.

Sitting in her study, Alice thought hard about what to write in her letter.

"What should I write to make Amon understand my feelings..." Alice held her chin with her left hand, pondered for a moment, and then put pen to paper.

……

After receiving Alice's request for sacrifice, Amon felt a little bit of anticipation.

I really want to know what strange things she will send again... Amon thought as he fished out... two bottles of medicine from the sacrificial passage. I don't know what they were used for?
After pondering for a moment, Amon opened Alice's letter.

She seemed to have carefully decorated the envelope and stationery—I mean, the envelope was pink and had a heart on the seal.

If Amon was more familiar with modern society, he would probably know... Well, yes, this is the stereotyped appearance of a love letter.

But Amon didn't know about this. In fact, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care about it. He just looked at the content of the letter curiously.

"

To the great Angel of Time Amon:
I haven't contacted you for a few days. Please forgive me. This is because I was preparing a return gift for you.

I loved the gift you left me so much that I carefully prepared a return gift for you.

During our last meeting, I observed that you were in great pain and could not accept the pregnancy, so I prepared a birth control pill for you.

It's made by a herbalist I know well, so rest assured it's quality can be trusted.

You can stop worrying about this.

Sincerely, Alice
” Amon crumpled the paper in his hand little by little with an expressionless expression, and then let go of his hand. The paper instantly aged into dust in his palm and fell into the soil.

This letter is different from the previous provocative letter. Alice carefully decorated the borders of the letter paper and drew cute illustrations around it. The whole letter looks sincere.

Sincere.

Amon gritted his teeth and looked at the two bottles of potion. After more than ten seconds, the corner of his lips suddenly raised a very friendly smile.

……

The tall trees spread out their lush branches and leaves, blocking the dazzling scorching sun, leaving only fragments of sunlight.

Alice was wearing a floral skirt, holding a basket woven with flowers and grass in her hand, and wearing a wreath on her head. She was humming a song and playing the game of stepping on shadows on the forest path.

Suddenly, an exquisite wooden house appeared at the end of the road, and Alice skipped over without thinking, carrying a basket.

"Is anyone here?" She knocked on the door twice and asked in a brisk tone.

"Come in." A relaxed male voice came from the wooden house. For some reason, Alice felt that this voice was not in line with this scene...

take.

Alice blinked blankly, realizing she was in a dream.

She looked stiffly at the wooden house in front of her, and the curve of her lips dropped quickly, leaving only nervousness and worry.

——The power that invaded her dream was in the wooden house.

Alice carefully reached out and slowly pushed open the door of the cabin.

Inside is the scene of her ideal fairy tale wooden house.

A huge round table with white-spotted red mushrooms, paired with tree stump-shaped stools.

There is a half-covered curtain going inside. The curtain is made of hanging vines growing from the top of the wooden roof. On it are scattered small flowers that emit a faint light, lighting up the room.

These flowers are not only on the curtains, there are also many such flowers scattered on the wooden walls and roof, making the light in the entire wooden house fairly even.

Inside the curtain is an exquisite wooden bed, decorated with flowers and vines, with a beige bedding on top. The overall color scheme is very harmonious with the wooden house.

But Alice had no time to care about that now.

On the tree-stump-shaped stool, a man was sitting on it, crossing his legs on the mushroom table in an unrestrained manner, with a playful smile on his lips, and wearing a familiar face that Alice was familiar with. Monocle.

Amon!

Alice's eyes widened in horror, and she subconsciously wanted to step back and run away from the door. Then she suddenly realized that she was in a dream, and struggled to...

Hey, what does she want to do?

Alice blinked blankly, and Amon waved to her, inviting: "Come, sit down."

Alice moved over hesitantly and looked around. After pondering for a moment, the wooden house disappeared with a crash, and they appeared in the open forest.

Then, a swing made of vines appeared. She threw herself into the swing, and then kicked the ground habitually. After the swing started swinging, she suddenly realized what she was doing and stopped urgently.

Alice cautiously looked up at Amon, who was looking at her with interest. Seeing her stop, she asked with a smile:

"Does my clothes not match the atmosphere here?" (End of Chapter)