Mystery: Lucky One

Alice lowered her head and reflected deeply, then raised her head and said:
“I remember now!

"Why don't I just kill him once too..."

Okay, that makes sense... Klein choked on these words and realized the crux of the matter:
"Alice, have you ever thought that after you killed Ince Zangwill once, he should really be dead..."

I know, but what does that have to do with me? His inability to be resurrected is his own problem... Alice objected in her heart, but she looked up at Klein and changed her words:
"Well... then, I'll give it to you?"

The alternative way of thinking made Klein a little silent. He watched Alice choose her words, thinking about how to make Alice understand the real point of the matter.

Alice, who actually understood what Klein wanted to say, looked at his hesitant expression and realized that playing dumb was not a good idea. She chose to continue the show:

"Just kidding... I know what you mean, but, if he's my enemy, I don't need to care about his feelings..."

Isn't that an enemy? Have you ever really cared about anyone... No, that's not right. She seems to really care about my feelings.

Klein glanced at Alice and suddenly felt a little uneasy when he remembered the name Miss Fate that he had called out as a joke before.

——Can this perhaps be called the favor of fate?
But they all know that there is no such thing as free gift in this world, especially when it comes to fate.

Fate's preference may not be a good thing.

The lingering uneasiness brought their communication to an abrupt end. It was not until they left the gray fog and saw the letter she had left on the coffee table that Alice remembered that she had almost forgotten about Winfred completely.

She actually had a plan to tell Klein... to reveal to Klein the two things: Winfred discovered that she might know Roselwen and that she left those eyes on the paper.

...Forget it, just forget it.

Alice shook her head and stopped dwelling on it, her thoughts returning to "Cassandra".

Alice didn't think about Cassandra's past, she was just thinking about what Cassandra said when she greeted her.

...die from his own prophecy?

Before reclaiming the uniqueness, she once told the story of the "prophet" who died from his own predictions at the Tarot Club, claiming that death from his own predictions should be the most perfect ending for a "prophet".

And after reclaiming the uniqueness...

The ceremony of advancement from the Prophet to the Mercury Serpent, and from Sequence 2 to Sequence 1, seemed to be a verification of this statement.

——Predicted his own death and realized it, taking the potion at the end of his life.

If the promotion is successful, then he will naturally get out of the predicament; if the promotion fails... wouldn't that mean he died from his own prophecy?
"Cassandra"...died in a failed promotion ceremony?

The speculation stopped here. The only clues were not enough for Alice to make a deeper guess, because the most likely guess in Alice's opinion had been ruled out from the beginning.

——Even if she holds the uniqueness, she cannot rewrite a promotion ceremony according to her own wishes.

After the whole thing went from clueless to clueless, Alice gave up thinking and picked up a pen to write a reply.

After writing down Winfred Gregory's name, Alice suddenly felt confused. She wanted to write a letter like a leader's speech, to achieve an effect that was incomprehensible but seemed to make sense, but she found... she found that she couldn't do it.

This was not Alice's forte. She found that she could only write ambiguous words that were full of mysticism, or in short, quotations from charlatans. As for official lines like leaders' speeches, she had no experience at all.

Oh, thinking of Amon... No, I was thinking of the wrong person!

Klein is busy and Amon's Alice slapped her head and felt that she should want to... Wait, has Klein ever been a leader?

Alice was lost in thought.

Is there? Klein Moretti has definitely never been a leader. His confidentiality level is not even as high as hers, but Mr. Fool has been one, and so has Gehrman Sparrow... How can playing Admiral Amyrius not be a leader!

Thinking of Klein secretly playing Go and drawing turtles on paper during the meeting, Alice shook her head and began to miss Lueran.

Apart from anything else, he is actually a very reliable secretary. Klein can do everything without any problems... Well, it seems that he is not that reliable. He didn't recognize any of his superiors even after they changed... Or is he too reliable?

Alice shook her head, gave up evaluating Secretary Lu Er'an's professional qualities, and began to think about new questions.

It seems that all big shots have their own secretaries, so should I have one too... Is this the same job that the Pope of the church does?
Alice suddenly realized something, sat up straight, and for the first time she felt enthusiastic about building a church.

But that was still a long time in the future, and now Alice still had to start thinking - how should she write this reply letter?
……

"How can you write a reply that will make you look more like an angel?" After hearing Alice's question, Klein Moretti, the child's mother, asked.

Alice nodded sincerely.

After watching Alice think for a few seconds, Klein asked doubtfully, "...Aren't you an angel?"

"But," Alice put her fist to her chin, "what does this have to do with this?"

“You don’t have to pretend!” Klein wanted to pat Alice on the head to fix the short-circuited wire in her brain. “Just say whatever you want to say!”

Alice looked at him suspiciously and asked:
“But when you were pretending to be the Fool, you were totally different from your usual self. You… uh, anyway, you acted really hard!”

Klein, who became a negative example, remained silent.

Alice looked at the silent Klein and blinked, trying to understand his words.

I am an angel... The fool is a god, he is a fool, but he is not a god...

Fortunately, Alice's long-standing habit of giving up thinking did not completely waste her idle brain. This time, she was able to use it smoothly, and she figured out the cause and effect:
"I understand!
“You are not a real god, but the fool is, so you have to act like one!
"But I... I really am an angel, I really existed in the past, and I left history...

"So there's no need for me to act, I just need to reply normally!"

She actually understood it, and it was a completely correct line of thought... For a moment, Klein was so moved that he wanted to cry. (End of this chapter)