Mystery: Lucky One

Klein finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Bilt did not notice the confused mood of Mr. Mad Adventurer, who remained calm-faced. Facing Alice who suddenly appeared for the second time, he calmed down a lot and explained in a natural manner:

"Previously, 'Vice Admiral of Disease' Tracey's 'Black Death' uploaded a message that the adventurer Gehrman Sparrow can transform into anyone, just like the previous 'Vice Admiral of Hurricane' Qi Lin Same as Gus.

"It is said that he used this to sneak into the Black Death and assassinate Vice Admiral Disease Tracey..."

Bilt's voice stopped, and he suddenly realized that Alice was looking at Klein with bright eyes, filled with uncontrollable excitement, as if she was sizing up a rare treasure.

Bilt suddenly felt that he and Sotos were a bit redundant. While he was hesitating, Alice turned to them and asked:
"Do you have anything else to say?"

Birt hesitated for a moment and spoke quickly: "The Admiral will hold a dinner party the day after tomorrow. I have an invitation..."

"Then...see you the day after tomorrow?" Alice interrupted Bilt.

"See you the day after tomorrow." Bilt swallowed.

Alice smiled at him and nodded. After thinking about it, she smiled back at Sotos and nodded. Then she stretched out her hand to hold down Klein, pulling him and disappearing together.

……

"No one will come in now." After leaving the spiritual barrier behind, Alice looked at Klein with bright eyes, "Miss Elaine."

Klein weakly held his forehead.

Alice looked at him expectantly for a while. After finding that she could not get a response, she lowered her head with a look of disappointment and said in despair:

"I thought I was special to you, but I didn't expect that you would rather become Elaine to please Tracey than fulfill such a small wish of mine..."

"Shut up," Klein interrupted her unbearably, "Where did you learn such lines?"

Alice put away her fake acting skills, thought about it seriously, tilted her head and said, "A TV series? Or a novel?"

After a pause, she added:
"Maybe it's little...Song Shu."

Klein felt that he suddenly understood why there were parents reporting TV series, cartoons, and games.

However, this also reflects that the main problem does lie with the children...

Klein looked at Alice, pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and remembered the sentence that shocked him, "The taste of the original witch is really good."

...Forget it, at least it feels good not to be a fool.

Klein comforted himself a few words, took a deep breath, and tried to reason with Alice:

"I can't really turn into a woman, I can't even have the same figure... So, when I can really do it, I will change it for you, okay?"

Alice stared at Klein for more than ten seconds before showing a bright smile and said:
"I remember it, Mr. Fool.

"Can this be regarded as your reward for this commission?"

Klein felt his heartbeat pause for a few beats, and he realized that he might not be able to afford it now.

...Two days later, at six o'clock in the evening, Klein came to the "Sweet Lemon" bar again.

After meeting the adventurer as promised, Bilt breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked around nervously. Before he could speak, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

"Are you looking for me?" a light girl's voice asked.

Bilt suddenly froze on the spot. He watched the girl that day escape from behind him. After being stunned for a moment, he still couldn't help but ask:
"Your clothes...?"

... Even if you are an angel who behaves like a child, is it the custom somewhere to put a sack on your body?
Alice reached out and tugged on her school uniform, and replied seriously: "It feels more like doing something important when you wear it this way."

"Ah..." Bilt nodded subconsciously. Although he didn't understand what Alice meant, he still chose rationally not to comment on it.

"You can pretend she doesn't exist," Klein once again made his previous suggestion, "Can we set off?"

……

At 7:30 pm, Governor’s Palace in Olavi.

Klein transformed into Sotos, wearing a black tuxedo and a tie of the same color, and followed Birt into the dinner hall.

It was as warm as spring inside, with huge crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome, flickering with countless candlelights, illuminating the entire venue as if it were daytime.

In the right corner, band members wearing vests and bow ties played a brisk melody, while on the left were long tables with roasted chicken, pan-fried foie gras, braised lamb, and Backlund-style roast goose. , creamy cheese and baked Oravi lobster and other delicious dishes.

Even though they were far away, Klein seemed to smell the fragrance emanating from them, and was about to go over to get a plate and fill it with food.

At this time, Bilt pulled up his cuffs slightly restrainedly, turned his head, and lowered his voice:
“Remember the etiquette of this banquet.

"Our purpose now is to observe the behavior of His Excellency the Admiral, so just grab a glass of wine.

"There are misty champagne, Ormere wine, and Southwell red wine. They are all famous wines that are rare outside. You can drink a little, but not too much. We must stay awake enough. Well, try to just pretend when drinking. "

Klein looked away and nodded, and then they heard another voice: "Can't I eat it too?"

Bildt had given up trying to find where the elusive crown prince was now, and he calmly replied: "Can you not let others notice you?"

The owner of the unknown voice asked: "In other words, as long as no one notices me, I can do anything?"

Before Bilt could speak, Klein shouted in a warning tone: "Alice!"

A few seconds later, Alice appeared next to Klein with a dissatisfied look on her face, holding a plate of Backlund roast goose in her hand and a glass of champagne with an attractive golden color and fine bubbles like mist in her mouth.

She opened her mouth, and the glass of champagne fell from her mouth. In an incredible way, it landed steadily on the edge of the plate containing the roast goose. Even the bubbles were not disturbed.

Under Bilt's shocked eyes, Alice turned her head and asked Klein: "Can I drink?"

I can do it too... Klein admired Alice's acrobatic performance and made a self-assessment with satisfaction. Then he looked at the glass of champagne and asked in an uncertain tone:
"You just want to drink?"

"You know," Alice blinked, "underage people can't drink." (End of Chapter)