Mystery: Lucky One

"Witch?" This was obviously an unfamiliar word to the brown-haired woman, and she repeated the word in confusion.

Alice ignored the brown-haired woman as she recalled the face of the woman she first saw lying in the room.

In the first glimpse, the woman had long black hair, a pair of blue eyes hidden under her open eyes, and her facial features revealed a sense of familiarity. Alice searched through her memory and a slightly familiar face appeared.

—Selwyn Muggeridge.

The man with black hair and blue eyes was once defrauded by Sylvia. At the end of Sylvia's story, he took the "Assassin" potion.

Although Sequence 7 "Witch" of the "Assassin" pathway can indeed cause a person to change their sex, isn't it a bit too fast? It's only been a short time... and he... how did she get together with "Cassandra"?

Alice frowned as she tried to remember when Selwyn Muggeridge might have taken the potion.

It should have been at the end of February... Yes, February 2th. I saw him that morning. He should have just taken the magic potion and his spirituality hadn't been restrained yet...

It’s been almost two months, just a few days, a little fast but not too fast... Is it really not too fast?

Logically speaking, she should have come here earlier...

Alice's smile gradually disappeared from her face, and she vaguely realized that Selwyn Muggeridge might be the "protagonist" of the new story.

She raised her eyes to look at the brown-haired woman with yogurt pimples standing beside her. She was in no mood to pay attention to her wet clothes. She just said coldly:

"Let's go."

Having said that, she stepped past the brown-haired woman and headed towards the door.

Let's quickly resolve this matter, and then come back to take a look... Although it sounds strange to say this, "Cassandra" might have left me some message... After all, its behavior is like fishing, so there must be bait, right?

I remember Arrodes said that it was playing the role of a "prophet"... but to play the role of a "prophet" there is no need to keep getting closer to me, right? It can't be the influence of the law of aggregation?
The law of aggregation cannot just focus on one aggregation!

Moreover, it seemed to know me...it also had a name referring to me...

Alice thought as she walked away, the brown-haired woman following behind her, responsible for turning off the lights and closing the door.

She didn't seem to have any intention of running away, so Alice led her down two streets and finally stopped in front of an ice cream stand and licked her lips.

Several ceremonies and promotions took up too much time. Now it was already bright, various stalls were set up, and people who got up early were on their way to work or had already started working.

Despite the lack of local specialty foods, Backlund, as the capital of Loen, gathered delicacies from many places. Alice was surrounded by the tempting aroma along the way, which healed the trauma she experienced in the "God-forsaken Land" very well.

But it was a little too strange to take Ella Sylvan out for dinner, and most importantly, she had no money on her - she forgot to ask Crane to send her some down.

But, ice cream...

Alice couldn't help licking her lips again and looked pitifully at the ice cream on the stall.

"...Do you want to eat this?" the brown-haired woman asked tentatively.

Without a doubt, the answer is yes, but Alice swallowed her saliva, took a regretful look at the ice cream on the stand, then looked away with difficulty, shook her head, and said to the brown-haired woman:
"I didn't bring any money."

The brown-haired woman looked at her hesitantly.

Is she wondering why I am so well-behaved... Alice blinked and glanced quickly at the ice cream stand, then quickened her pace away from there - after all, she couldn't really steal or rob an ice cream from me.

She is not Amon... No, Amon stole the entire stall that time.

Speaking of which, can Amon steal the chef's skills... steal all the cuisines? In this way, raising an Amon is equivalent to raising an all-round top-class chef...

Alice lowered her head and thought seriously while continuing to move forward.

It was very easy to make people not notice them. In fact, the quickest way was to grab the brown-haired woman and appear directly in front of the police station. Moreover, Alice had plenty of ways to prevent people from being surprised by their sudden appearance.

But Alice hadn't been in such a popular place for a long time.

She could walk for half a day in the "Land Forsaken by Gods" without seeing a single person. If she was unlucky, she might run into Amon. The residents of Moon City and Silver City were full of awe towards Alice. In the "Land Forsaken by Gods", she had no way of blending into the crowd.

Alice asked casually as she walked along the road with the brown-haired woman:

"By the way, what's your name...or rather, what should I call you?"

What I mean is, do you mind me using a pseudonym? No, never mind. Let’s not take the risk.

The brown-haired woman paused for a moment, glanced at Alice, and gave her name:

"Ella Sylvan."

"Ella Sylvan..." Alice repeated her name and started a new topic. "You said you've seen people like me... You mean you've seen extraordinary people?"

"Yes," Ella Sylvan said without hiding it, "that gentleman is as elusive as you are, and he can tell whether what I say is true or false just by flipping a coin."

“Eh?” Alice looked over curiously. “Divination and mobility… However, these conditions are not enough to determine the route… Is this why you don’t run away?”

"...Well," Ella Sylvan responded honestly, "You should be able to find my location - that's what the adult revealed."

This was true. For Alice, she had enough contact with Ella Sylvan, so it was not difficult to find her.

However, Alice was not sure whether the person Ella Sylvan mentioned could be found, after all, she was not involved in the matter.

"Very cautious... well," Alice praised him halfway without any sincerity, then suddenly frowned, "I feel like I should be wearing a monocle and applauding you right now... that kind of slow, one-by-one applause."

Ella Sylvan looked at her with a hint of confusion.

Alice shook her head, turned around and muttered as she walked away, "Anderson should be fine... I remember... I'll get his monocle back when I get back."

Alice habitually skipped Klein's name.

She obviously didn't speak to get a reply from Ella Sylvan, and in fact, Ella Sylvan didn't know what she should say. They walked the rest of the short distance in silence.

Alice pushed open the door and entered the police station in charge of the northern district of Backlund. According to custom, it might be called a police station. Ella Sylvan followed closely behind her.

As soon as she entered the door, Alice frowned and looked surprised.

The police station in the other world was very different from what Alice remembered. Although Alice had never set foot in a police station before, she believed that it was impossible for her to see the police on duty playing Landlord when she stepped into the police station one day.

Oh, yes, there were three policemen standing in front of the reception desk, playing the "Fight Evil" slogan, with documents scattered all over the place, as if this was not a police station but some kind of entertainment venue. When they entered the room, they attracted the attention of the policemen. One of them looked up, frowned, looked at them impatiently and asked:

"What?"

"Uh," Alice paused instinctively and moved one foot back, "I...I'll call the police."

This aroused the interest of the other two, but they did not stop fighting against evil. They just looked up at Alice, and the policeman who had just spoken asked:

"Call the police? What's going on?"

His tone suggested he should get out of here right away.

Alice swallowed her saliva and said:

"I, I was out for a while, and when I came back, I found that someone came to my house and stole things..."

She was choosing her words, ready to tell the story of Ella Sylvan and conceal everything about "Cassandra", but her pause seemed to be misunderstood by the police, who continued to ask:

"What was lost?"

His tone seemed to soften a little, and the other two policemen put the cards in their hands face up and finally began to listen attentively.

What was missing…did she not have time to steal it?
"Uh," Alice was confused for a moment. She really didn't think of checking this question. She turned her head to look at Ella Sylvan, and only answered after she shook her head, "No, nothing is lost."

"If nothing was lost, then what are you doing here?" The policeman who spoke suddenly became impatient again.

The other two policemen looked at them. The one sitting closer to the inside suddenly laughed and stopped his colleague:
“Wait, Reid.

"She seems familiar..."

So Reed and another unknown policeman looked at him, and Reed asked:

"Have you seen her, Brooks?"

"I'm not sure...well, let me look for it," Brooks replied.

After he finished speaking, he gathered the scattered documents on the table, as if looking for something. Alice watched him flip through the pile of documents for a while, then he pulled out a document from the middle, opened it, and took out a sketch from it.

He walked out from behind the reception desk, holding the sketch, and stood in front of Alice. After looking around, he whispered:
"Bryer Rose, 36 Welsh Street... is that you?"

He showed Alice the portrait.

It was a sketch, and Alice recognised at once that the face in the drawing was the one she had created, and she suddenly had a very uneasy feeling.

"What's wrong?" she asked cautiously.

Brooks didn't say anything. In Alice's blank eyes, he pulled out a pair of handcuffs, put one end on Alice's wrist, and gently buckled it. With the sound of "click", he smiled and said to her:
"You are under arrest, miss."

"?" Alice's eyes widened instantly, "Why!"

It wasn't difficult for Alice to break free from the handcuffs, and it certainly wasn't difficult to escape. She could even make no one remember that she was here today - but she wanted to know why.

What do you mean she was arrested…?
"Oh," Brooks glanced at Alice with a half-smile, flipped through the document and said to her, "The owner of 36 Welsh Street reported to us that her tenant was in arrears with the rent. We went to look for the house and found that no one had lived there for several days. After we investigated, we came to the conclusion..."

He paused before continuing, "You might have run away to avoid paying the rent."

"...Ah?" Alice looked at him blankly.

"But we have received direct orders..." he continued, "All decisions regarding 36 Welsh Street need to be made first with... well, with the people from the Church of Evernight first."

Alice blinked.

Brooks smiled and continued to recount the subsequent developments:

"You know what I mean - we reported it and the conclusion was that you ran away to avoid paying the rent."

"?" Alice felt a question mark slowly appearing above her head, "I... your mother's."

In her extreme consternation, she replaced the curse word with a more civilized one.

However, this quintessence of the Chinese language comes from her real mother tongue, which is Chinese. Brooks seemed not to understand nor to care about the connotation of this sentence - after all, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is a swear word.

Anyway, Brooks smiled and said to her:

"I'm sorry, miss, but you may have to stay here for a while. We need to report your case and contact your former landlord... Well, I believe this is a misunderstanding. You are not leaving just to avoid paying the rent, right?"

It was a reasonable request. Alice opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. She turned to Ella Sylvan in anger and said angrily:
"roll!"

Ella Sylvan paused for a moment, then said hesitantly:

"Yes."

After saying this, she obeyed Alice's wishes and turned to leave the police station.

After Ella Sylvan obediently got out, Alice gritted her teeth and said:
"Uncuff me!

"I'm assuming you know that if I wanted to run you couldn't stop me."

This was true. Brooks smiled and uncuffed her, then apologized to her:
"Um, sorry... would you like to come with me to... uh, the reception room?"

Alice accepted the proposal and followed Brooks into the reception room. Before leaving, Brooks asked her:
"Would you like a drink?"

No, I don't need it. You adults all like to drink coffee and tea... By the way, did I miss breakfast? Uh, forget it, I'll talk about it later...

Alice blinked and made an impossible request to Brooks:
“Do you have ice cream?”

"...No." Brooks gave her a questioning look before answering.

This was an unsurprising answer, and Alice waved him out, then fell headfirst onto the sofa in the reception room.

After looking at her with hesitation, Brooks turned and left the reception room. (End of this chapter)