Mystery: Lucky One

Cattleya suddenly froze.

She was suddenly a little unsure of what the other party meant - did he want her to keep it a secret, or did he really want her to forget what had just happened?

Cattleya wasn't sure, but no matter which one it was, it didn't seem to be a good thing for her. After all, only the dead could keep secrets.

At this time, Cattleya heard the figure sitting in the first place chuckle, as if she was amused by these words.

After that, the figure stopped Alice's nonsense: "'Destiny,' don't make such a joke."

Cattleya did not dare to relax until the figure asked with a smile: "Are you a member of the Moss Ascetic Order?"

Fortunately, it seems that I am still valuable for the time being... Cattleya finally breathed a sigh of relief and said softly "Yeah".

"Wow," Alice exclaimed, "Is this the unlucky organization whose god they believe in suddenly came to life?"

Cattleya nodded hesitantly. She suddenly felt that it was not a good thing that there were only three people here - because Miss Destiny seemed to dare not go too far with Mr. Fool.

She subconsciously glanced at the empty seats around her, and finally did not speak first, but waited for the mysterious figure to finish asking the question.

Klein then asked: "What did you do just now to provoke that guy?"

Cattleya was silent for a moment and said:

“No, I didn’t mess with Him.

"Members of the Trappist Order of Moss believe that all things are numbered and pursue knowledge itself.

"But Emperor Russell once said that we are not chasing knowledge, but knowledge is chasing us. The 'Hidden Sage' is knowledge itself. He is chasing us, chasing every member of the Moss Ascetic Order. When many When the knowledge is poured in but cannot be digested and mastered quickly, the situation just now will occur. Either let go of the spiritual defense and accept the transformation of the 'Hidden Sage', or rely on perseverance to hold on. If you cannot hold on, you will lose control. "

While she was explaining, a trace of subtle doubt flashed through her mind: the members of the Moss Ascetic Order suffer from being chased by knowledge. This is an almost open secret. Why doesn't Mr. Fool, a god-like existence like him, know about it?
She subconsciously glanced at the restless Alice, and suddenly had a bad guess.

Klein didn't know that he was almost exposed. He continued: "If you encounter something like this again, you can recite my name."

Cattleya's lips moved twice, and she instinctively wanted to refuse, but after glancing at Alice who was staring at her, she quickly made up her mind, stood up, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and bowed. asked:
"How can I help you?"

——If she refuses, Mr. Fool’s attitude is uncertain, but she always feels that Miss Destiny is not the one to deal with easily... Even hesitation may bring danger to her.

Klein laughed and said in a nonchalant tone: "I will provide some help to my beloved in the future."

Alice gave Klein a meaningful look.

"Follow your wishes." Cattleya sat down again and asked cautiously, "Does the honorary name provided by Mr. Z belong to you?"

She immediately repeated the honorable name of "The Fool".

Klein nodded slightly, indicating that he was right.

After realizing that the other party was no longer speaking, Cattleya asked the question she wanted to ask just now: "Dear Mr. Fool, is there anyone else here?"

Klein smiled and said:

“Someone like you.

"They established a regular gathering and I was a witness."

Cattleya rationally resisted the desire to ask Miss Destiny about her role in this party, and after careful consideration asked, "Can I attend?"

Klein leaned back on his chair leisurely and said:
"Okay." It cannot be leaked without my permission. "

"Okay!" Cattleya responded without hesitation.

Klein tapped his left index finger to make the remaining tarot cards appear on the bronze table:

“They took the tarot deck as a codename and that’s what’s left.

"You pick one."

It’s about to begin! Alice, who was at the scene for the first time, sat upright excitedly and watched Cattleya draw cards expectantly.

Cattleya, who originally just glanced at the card, paused for a moment, reached out and pulled out the Hermit card and replied: "Hermit."

Alice withdrew her gaze with satisfaction.

After the first session of joining the club as a newcomer, Klein cut off Cattleya's network cable, turned to look at Alice, and said tactfully:

"Can you please consider other people's mental capacity before making a joke next time?"

Alice pondered for a moment and then asked: "Does this other person refer to her or you?"

"...Both." Klein replied with a complicated mood.

Alice humbly accepted the education, then waved the Poseidon scepter in her hand and asked curiously: "What ability does it have?"

Klein pondered for a moment and then replied: "This is the 'Poseidon Scepter'."

For Alice, having this name was enough. She guessed along the name: "If you get it, you can become a 'Poseidon' in a sense?"

Klein nodded, but found that Alice's eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly interrupted: "It can't bring down the gray mist!"

Alice let go of her hand in disappointment.

Klein, who stopped a disaster in time, couldn't help but ask again: "Are you really not considering going to class?"

Alice glared at him fiercely.

Such a fierce look on Alice actually lacked any deterrence. After briefly looking at Alice for a few seconds, Klein became more determined to find a way to get Alice to go to school - otherwise he would feel that she was getting more and more... More and more presumptuous.

At this time, Klein didn't know that Alice had given the goddess a "surprise".

For Klein, the most important thing at the moment is to find something to divert Alice's attention, such as:
"The 'Poseidon's Scepter' can answer prayers, do you want to try it?
"Maybe this can help you get back some of your memories."

Alice suddenly fell silent. She understood what Klein meant - if she had really existed as a deity, perhaps she should have had the experience of answering the prayers of believers? The familiar scene might remind her of some memories.

But at this time, Alice suddenly felt a little uneasy - those vague memories told her that although she was the same person at that time and she is now, they seemed completely different in some aspects.

In the past, she might have been an evil god whose reputation was not much better than Amon. As a mortal, she was just a little more interesting to play...

and many more.

Alice suddenly paused. She stretched out her hand to hold her chest in confusion, recalling her previous behavior, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes:
When did she start to care less and less about other people's feelings?

Are they... really any different? (End of chapter)