Mystery: Lucky One

Alice took the subway to Pulitzer Harbour.

This was not the first time she had come to Pulitzer Harbor, nor was it the first time she was preparing to go to Bayam, but her mood was completely different when she went there.

After taking a carriage to the Pulitzer Harbor Ticketing Company in the White Rose District, when Alice walked in, she habitually glanced at the notice board to see if there were any updated notices.

The wooden sign posting the announcement was written in the same handwriting as in Alice's memory:

"Precautions:
“1. Observe order and line up strictly;
“2. Do not urinate or spit anywhere;

"3. If you have any disputes, please go to the guard in the hall;

"4. Cans of wolf fish cannot be opened in any room!"

Canned wolf fish... Alice's eyes flickered suspiciously.

Of course she knew what it was - a biochemical weapon from another world. It was easy to understand why the port had this rule. Someone must have done this before, just like the Church of Storms prohibiting the entry of monocles.

Alice walked away from the notice board with a guilty conscience and went to check the passenger ships that still had tickets for today.

How about holding a ceremony on the ship to ask for Amon's blessing?

People who make a living on the sea will believe in the "Lord of Storms" to some extent. The name St. Fern, at first glance, is taken from the saint of the Church of Storms. Maybe it is also the ship of the church, so...

……

Not surprisingly, Alice set her sights on the passenger ship the next day.

Alice looked at this line of text on the newspaper and fell into deep thought.

Let's sleep a little longer, it's still early...

"Saint Fern..." Alice looked at the name thoughtfully, and suddenly had a strange idea.

The biological clock is such a nasty thing!

The next morning, Alice opened her eyes from her sleep. After staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while as usual, she grabbed her pocket watch and glanced at the time, then closed her eyes and pulled up the quilt again.

Opening the newspaper with bread in her mouth, Alice rummaged through it to find interesting information.

After imagining that scene, Alice silently bore a non-existent grudge against Amon in her heart.

As the largest port in Loen, tickets to Pulitzer Port are very popular. It can still sail on the same day, and the passenger ship arriving in Bayam... is of course no longer available.

Alice closed her eyes and warned herself like this, trying to get herself back to dreaming.

After struggling for half an hour, Alice opened her eyes expressionlessly, sat up from the bed and got dressed.

Alice's impatience only lasted for a moment, and soon disappeared - she didn't want to bring Amon to see Klein!
If Amon's goal is Source Castle, what's the difference between taking Amon to see the current Klein and putting food in Amon's mouth?
In that case, she might really become Amon's favored one... Alice was very suspicious that Amon would definitely remind her by doing this - look, my success today is all because of your help.

"In addition to the Church of Storms, the Church of Night, the Church of Steam, etc. have also successively added new regulations, prohibiting people with monocles from entering..."

Alice got up angrily, washed herself, and then started to eat breakfast.

...Are you okay, Amon?

Of course - it's not a word of concern.

In fact, Alice really wanted to laugh at Amon or something, but when she thought of Amon's question that made her nervous yesterday, she thought it was best not to do that first. There are plenty of opportunities to laugh at Amon, but if she really attracts Amon now, the next time she sees the dice, she won’t know whether it will be...wait a minute, she actually still has time, right?
The spirit was still very quiet, as if silently encouraging her to do something bold.

Alice hesitated again and again, and finally gave up - she still didn't know how to use the power to get rid of Amon's clone. If she really lured Amon here, she couldn't send him away.

"This is probably the so-called 'It's easier to invite gods than to send them away'..." Alice murmured to herself and suddenly laughed, "Hey, if this were the case in the past, I would definitely give Amon a banner with a banner on it. Just write...'If you want to accuse me, there is no excuse'!"

Alice rolled her eyes and suddenly said thoughtfully:
“I don’t know which country Amon’s father, the ancient sun god, was from, or what language he mastered…

"He... no, does he keep a diary like Emperor Russell? Has he taught Amon his mother tongue?

"Probably not...after all, Amon can't even play cards. He only learned how to play cards through Emperor Russell."

Alice made a decisive assertion, and then seriously began to think about the feasibility of giving this banner to Amon:
"Theoretically, you can ask a tailor to make it... I have noticed before that Lun's clothes also have embroidery technology. As long as you give the pattern and embroider a few words, it won't be a big problem...

"Then there are the pennants...the gold and red colors, and the tassels and stuff...well, it seems that this is the difficulty."

Alice silently remembered this.

……

Ten o'clock in the morning, Rose Pier, Pulitzer Harbour.

As expected, the flag hoisted by the St. Florian had the holy emblem of the "Lord of Storms" on it. Obviously, this was indeed a passenger ship under the church.

It has unique features of this era - chimneys and sails, and of course there is no shortage of cannons to guard against pirates.

But... is this thing really useful to extraordinary people?

Alice glanced at the cannon, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

The Sequence 5 Beyonders have ushered in a qualitative change. Even if the "winner" still does not have the ability to fight head-on, Alice is confident that if she accumulates enough luck, even if the entire ship is destroyed, she can catch whatever floats. Wait for rescue on the sea.

As for injuries - luck certainly helps her stay out of range.

However, for Alice, there is something puzzling about the "winner's" ability to accumulate luck.

From the moment she was promoted to "Winner", she could feel that her accumulated luck was increasing continuously and steadily. However, after she decided to go to Bayam, the increase suddenly stagnated after a small spike.

The increasing luck seemed to have some uneasy foreshadowing. Alice had been feeling uneasy, but after making up her mind to go to Bayam, she suddenly calmed down.

It's like the outcome of something has been decided.

Before stepping onto the deck, Alice glanced softly and nostalgically in the direction of Backlund, and then in the direction of Tingen City, which was very far away from here.

After that, she retracted her gaze from the distance inch by inch, firmly fixing every frame and scene in her mind.

"Is this going to be a good ending?" Alice lowered her head and asked herself softly, but a coin flicked up in her hand.

She didn't use any divination skills, she just watched the coin being tossed high, spinning under the sunlight, and finally falling back into her palm.

It's king noodles.

is a definite answer.

Alice smiled and walked onto the deck. (End of chapter)