Mystery: Lucky One

In fact, this is the truth that most "prophecies" can come true.

Facing a "prophet", facing a "prophet" with a firm attitude, as the protagonist in the "prophecy", who dares to say that he can be unwavering?

There are so few such people, so after the protagonist of the "prophecy" learns about the "prophecy", the "prophecy" will usually be realized.

Just like now.

Alice's determined attitude made him a little suspicious, but he took it more as a threat and struggled to escape without hesitation.

Alice chuckled lightly and said nothing.

This was normal. Alice had no intention of convincing him right from the start. In fact, the real wavering should come after the initial attempt failed. Unfortunately, his initial attempt would not go well.

The more unsatisfactory it is and the longer he struggles, the more doubtful he will be about it. The more doubtful he will be about it, the more difficult it will be for him to escape, and the more difficult it is, the more doubtful he will be...

Obviously, this is a negative cycle.

The realization of the "prophecy" does not happen overnight.

Alice watched the blurry figure sway twice, then solidified again. She arched her eyebrows and said, "Look, I told you, you can't run away."

Klein controlled his urge to look at Alice with shocked eyes - he always felt that Alice at this moment gave him an indescribable sense of strangeness.

He did not show any malice, and was even inclined to talk... The vague figure temporarily gave up the second attempt after pausing for a moment, and asked tentatively:

"you are?"

Alice blinked and asked, "When you come to visit someone else's dream, shouldn't you say hello to the owner first?"

After saying that, she took the lead to demonstrate, turned around and waved to "Emilius" and said, "Hello, Your Excellency, Admiral."

It seemed like she wasn't going to admit to knowing me...no, I should say she wasn't going to reveal my identity.

Realizing this, Klein maintained Amyrius's serious expression, nodded and said:
"you are?"

Alice blinked and said, "I happened to be nearby and felt some movement, so... came over to watch the excitement."

After saying that, she turned to look at the blurry figure happily, blinked and asked:

"What about you? What are you here for? Why don't you show your face?"

I'm not lying. I did come in after feeling some movement nearby. I didn't show any malice, but more out of curiosity. It was probably a passing demigod, possibly an angel...

The blurry figure quickly made a decision, looked at Alice and tentatively said:

"This...your highness?"

Your Highness is the conventional name for angels.

Alice touched her chin and said thoughtfully: "Although I think you should call me Your Majesty, it's not wrong to call me Your Highness."

...Your Majesty?
Compared to His Highness, His Majesty's meaning is obviously more special.

As a title for the agent of the gods' will, this is not a word that can be said casually in the mouths of high-sequence extraordinary people.

Of course, whether Alice lied or not, or which god she represented specifically, had nothing to do with him for the time being. The blurry figure just thought for a moment and then continued:

"Your Majesty, I am here to give you a warning."

"What warning?" Alice asked curiously. He is much more lively than the angels or even demigods I have seen. His humanity seems to be too active, and there is no trace of being influenced by divinity at all...

No, this is not necessarily human nature, it may also be...

The vague figure remembered the words just now, and did not dare to think deeply. He followed her intention and replied: "I am here to warn Spellweaver Aimilius not to get involved in Auston's affairs."

Alice blinked twice and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

The blurry figure choked, and before he could speak, Alice asked again: "You haven't said who you are yet...or, who sent you here?"

The blurry figure was silent for more than ten seconds before he organized his words:

"That's not important, Your Majesty.

"As an angel, you should know that everything has its destiny, and the same is true for every age.

"Go against the fate of the times, go against the trend of the times..."

"Wait a minute," Alice couldn't help but interrupt him, "are you talking about fate with me?"

The blurry figure hesitated.

"The trend of the times..." Alice looked at him with a surprised look and continued, "Did Adam ask you to come here?"

The blurry figure could not control his emotions for a while, and even his shadow fluctuated twice.

This is an answer. If not Adam, at least it comes from the "Twilight Hermits". Alice glanced at him thoughtfully and murmured to herself:
"I called out my name, Adam should be able to see here...Ah, am I so disrespectful to you? You just sent a saint over, and he actually talked about fate with me?
"Or, you are actually not paying attention to me at all..."

Alice's voice suddenly paused, and she quickly caught the fleeting inspiration:

"Or is it that you actually don't care about this matter at all, and that he and the people behind him came here on their own initiative?"

Adam is watching here, and Alice actually knows this.

Maybe it was because Adam didn't hide it deliberately, and the feeling of being watched was not hidden. From the moment he called out his name, Alice could clearly feel the gaze.

But after the quiet atmosphere at the scene lasted for more than a minute, Alice realized that Adam seemed to be just watching.

He had no intention of paying any attention to her.

So Alice could only vent her anger on this vague figure without even showing her face:
"roll."

These brief words were like a pardon to the vague figure. After all, his mission was just a warning. Since the warning had been left, there was no need for him to stay here any longer.

He rolled away obediently.

Alice was stunned for a moment before she realized that this was exactly what the other party was pursuing. She gritted her teeth and couldn't help but curse:
"What are you looking at, voyeur!"

The sight that fell on her still didn't disappear. Alice gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, recalled the look she had with Adam in her memory, imitated Adam's gentle smile, and at the same time made her eyes clear. .

After adjusting her expression, she imitated the priest's tone in her memory and said:

“God created everything in the world in five days and created Adam on the sixth day.

"Adam was the first human being and the first voyeur in the world. He huddled in the corner in darkness, peeping at the beautiful things in the world..."

The eyes that had been on her moved away. (End of chapter)