Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 332 Chapter 15 Self-cultivation of a dog

Facing Alice's doubtful eyes, Arrodes displayed a line of blood-red text that was slightly lighter than before:
"Can you...can you stop asking such dangerous questions?"

Alice was lost in thought.

Although she didn't think about it carefully when she asked the question, after Arrodes's reaction, Alice still thought deeply about her question.

The most beautiful existence in the world is undoubtedly the deity who holds the authority of "beauty", but... regrettably, the authority of "beauty" seems to have been broken up just like "fate" at present.

Perhaps the powers such as "secrets", "mind" and "dreams" are also broken up, or in other words... everyone's power is actually sewn together with a pile of rags?
So... Alice's question can, in a sense, be understood as who has more authority in the field of "beauty".

Obviously, Arrodes didn't dare to say a word about it.

"Okay." Although he didn't get an answer, Arrodes' sincere attitude barely satisfied Alice, "I'll try my best."

The words on Arrodes shook and trembled, and then changed into new words:
"Thank you for your tolerance."

Ellie accepted the compliment without any guilt and began to ask more normal questions:
"Do you know a book... a book with an ocean blue cover that calls itself 'Cassandra' to the outside world... it seems to have a name, which is suspected to come from the extraordinary characteristics of a 'prophet'.

“Do you know what the hell this book is doing?”

Alice's description was vague, but Arrodes did not evade the question. Alice saw the image on the mirror shift, and a book with an ocean blue cover appeared.

The book was held in a pair of gloved hands, and the picture showed its full view. The owner of the hands was wearing a black robe, and under the half-hidden hood was the face of a young woman.

The woman had sharp features and a very obvious scar on her right eye - there was no doubt that this was Sylvia Marnie.

Alice recognized the face at once, and at the same time, she saw the faint silver runes on the book in Sylvia's arms condensed into a silver eye. This seemed to be a signal of some kind, and Sylvia reached out and opened the book.

Just as Alice was about to see what she would see after turning the page, the image on the mirror disappeared and a line of text appeared on the mirror:

"Is it this book?"

Alice nodded, and a new line of text appeared:

"It's playing 'prophet.'"

……ah?

Alice's mouth opened in surprise.

If you say that Sylvia is playing the role of a "prophet", Alice will definitely believe it - Miss Sylvia is so "prophetic" that she cannot be more "prophetic", and she perfectly fits Alice's stereotype of a "prophet".

But…that book is playing “prophet”?
What did it do?

Isn't it instigating Sylvia to play tricks?
No, could it be that the way you play the "prophet" is from the same series as the "instigator" next door?
Alice didn't try to ask this question. First, she was still too far away from being a "prophet". Asking about the rules of acting now would easily have a bad impact on her future acting. Second,...

It’s not like she won’t have the chance to see this mirror again.

But this did not prevent Alice from being deeply confused by Arrodes' answer. As revenge, she decided to make Arrodes confused with her:
"You obviously don't have eyes, so how did you see me nodding?"

At this moment, Anthony had learned to be a quiet background board, ignoring the strange questions that Alice asked from time to time. As long as Alice didn't ask questions like "How do I make the goddess transform into a demon wolf so I can touch her?", he should be able to stay calm.

Her question successfully made all the images and words on the mirror disappear. Then, Alice was surprised to find that Arrodes had become an ordinary mirror - it reflected the scene in the room.

Alice realized that she might have asked a stupid question. As she was thinking about how to cover it up, the image on the mirror disappeared and new words appeared:
“It’s a pity that I’m just a mirror and can’t have a pair of beautiful and wise eyes like yours.

"I'm lucky that I'm a mirror, so I can look into your eyes up close like this."

Alice opened her mouth in surprise. She swallowed hard, swallowing back the swear words and internet slang that she subconsciously wanted to blurt out, and forced out a sentence from her throat:

"You are good at talking."

"Thank you for the compliment." Arrodes remained calm. Well, of course a mirror doesn't have an expression. At least Alice doesn't think she can read a mirror's expression.

Alice shook her head, determined to avoid the subject: "What's your question?"

The words and images on the mirror disappeared. After a full minute, a line of words slowly emerged:
"Who stole the donation box from the 'Storm Church'?"

Yes, who was it?

Alice cautiously glanced at Archbishop Anthony next to her... uh, did he guess the answer?

Alice looked away guiltily.

It must be Amon who did it... No, no, I can't lie...

Alice gritted her teeth and said firmly, "It's Amon's clone!"

——Of course it was Amon’s clone. She stole the things under the guise of Amon’s clone. How could it not be Amon’s clone who stole the things?

If we round it off, that would be Amon... No, forget it, that's a bit too much... So, how great am I! I can come up with such a wonderful answer!

Alice's eyes flickered, and then quickly became complacent. She almost couldn't wait to find someone to promote her brilliant analysis. She looked around, looking at Archbishop Anthony and Arrodes, and decided to keep her mouth shut.

...I always feel it's not appropriate.

Arrodes didn't know what Alice was feeling, but at this moment, it showed its excellent professionalism. The text that popped up was not a dry "correct answer", but a sincere compliment:
"What a brilliant answer!"

It even showed a few matchstick figures gathered together cheering and clapping on the mirror.

——Now Alice can see the mirror's expression.

This made Alice's eyes light up, and she stared at the mirror and blurted out: "You can use emoticons!"

For the last word, perhaps because she felt that Chinese characters were too awkward to be used here, Alice used the word "memes". Arrodes obviously didn't understand this, and a line of text appeared on the mirror:
"Please forgive my stupidity and ignorance. I cannot understand your deep meaning..."

(End of this chapter)