Mystery: Lucky One

Give her some face... Klein used the extraordinary ability of the "Joker" to hold back his laughter and got up to go out.

Loen has abolished slavery. Even servants have human rights and have time to rest. They are not required to work 24 hours a day, including personal valets.

However, there are people on night duty everywhere, and servants are no exception. Klein did not go to the servants' room to look for his personal manservant, or to look for the chef or butler, but instead found the servant on night duty nearby and instructed him:

"Go and ask someone to send over a five-scoop ice cream."

This servant didn't seem to come into contact with his master very often, and his professionalism was not very high - which was understandable, otherwise he wouldn't have done a job like night watch.

Anyway, he asked with a confused look on his face:

"what?"

Klein calmly ordered again, "Go ask someone to send five scoops of ice cream."

The servant finally reacted, and when he answered yes, Klein returned to the room without hesitation.

Emotions only last for a moment. During the time Klein was away, Alice had basically calmed down and even began to feel embarrassed. This was especially true when she heard Klein open the door.

Alice watched Klein walk in. She blinked and her tears flowed back. All traces of crying on her body disappeared. When Klein walked in, he saw Alice who was no different from before she cried.

I’ve never cried in such a shameful way… Alice muttered to herself as she asked in a timid tone:

"Where's the ice cream?"

“It’ll take a while,” Klein replied.

So Alice waited for her ice cream as if nothing had happened. She looked at the patterns on the ceiling, the moonlight outside the window, and the material of the tables and chairs, but she didn't look at Klein.

Klein thought for a moment, picked up a book from the bedside, put it in her hand, and sincerely suggested:
"Usually at times like this we would choose to lower our heads and read a book."

Alice opened her mouth. She wanted to retort but didn't know what to say. So she remembered Klein's words and lowered her head to read the book in her hand.

This is a book about classical literature. After reading a few lines, she couldn't help but raise her head and ask:
"What do you watch every day?"

"I'm preparing for a new class," Klein replied calmly. "You know, as a rich man, I have a lot to learn."

Alice looked at Klein with sympathetic eyes, then sat in a daze with her book in her arms.

They didn't have to wait too long before there was a knock on the door. Klein glanced at Alice, who tactfully disappeared from the spot and dropped the book on the chair.

Klein then cleared his throat and said, "Come in."

Someone brought in a cup of ice cream, and at Klein's request, the cup of ice cream was placed on the bedside table.

As he left, Alice saw him look at the extra chair in confusion, as most people did.

After he left, Alice started eating the ice cream. In this short period of time, she had forgotten all the unpleasantness that had just occurred.

Klein looked at Alice who was eating ice cream with envy, and then sighed heavily. Seeing this, Alice looked at the ice cream in her hand hesitantly, then moved closer, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Klein's mouth.

Looking at the scoop of ice cream and Alice's reluctant eyes, Klein was silent for two seconds and said expressionlessly:
“Eat quickly.

"Go back after eating."

“What a weird thing…” Alice, whose kindness was not rewarded, pouted and sat back to continue eating her ice cream.

They didn't talk anymore. After eating the ice cream, Alice went home to sleep, and Klein also fell asleep.

After waking up the next day, Alice had breakfast and went to the Church of the Night, where she sat on the bench thinking about her plans for the day.

Well, I should write a letter to Bernadette first and tell her... uh, tell her that "the world", that is, the Black Emperor, needs her help?
then……

She was about to sort out the next thing when suddenly, inspiration struck her and she opened her eyes.

Ten seconds later, Leonard sat next to her, tilted his head slightly and asked her:
"The Captain and Ms. Daly are getting married...are you guys coming?"

Alice turned her head away in surprise.

Leonard's words revealed that he already knew that Klein was not dead. Of course, it was not ruled out that this was just a test, but it didn't matter. Alice didn't care much. She was surprised for something else:
"So fast?"

Leonard nodded.

Alice immediately sat up straight and asked quickly, "When? Where?"

Leonard handed over two invitations. Alice flipped them open and saw that the wedding was scheduled for July 1st in Tingen City. It was worth mentioning that the names of the invitees were not written on either invitation.

"...I'll talk to him." Alice said as she put away the invitation.

The atmosphere fell silent again. Leonard's expression did not change much. Alice realized that he had indeed confirmed that Klein was still alive, and could not help but ask:

"Aren't you going to ask me about his current situation?"

"Can you speak it?" Leonard asked back.

Of course not… Okay, I get it.

Alice immediately had the answer in her mind. She didn't ask any more questions. After thinking for a while, she asked Leonard:
"Can you please let the 'thief' angel that's parasitizing you come out for a moment?

"I have something I want to talk to Him about."

Leonard turned his head to look at her. After a few seconds, Alice vaguely sensed that there was something indescribable about him. For a moment, she felt that there were two people in front of her.

How strange... She glanced at Leonard with a strange expression, and realized that Pales should no longer be hiding himself completely like before, so she said:

“Be careful recently—I might lure Amon to Backlund.

"Stay away from a person named Hazel Macht and anyone associated with her."

"Are you crazy?" This was Leonard's first words.

Alice wasn't sure if this was what he wanted to say or what Pales asked him to say, but she continued regardless:

“Also, there is one thing I want to confirm.

"What is the godhood ritual of the 'wrong' path? Is it stealing someone else's godhood ritual?"

This time, more than ten seconds passed before Leonard asked her:

"Why do you know this?"

"I want a full description of the ceremony," Alice said evasively.

"In other people's deification ceremonies, they will take His place," Leonard told her.

Alice nodded thoughtfully, and then replied politely:
"Actually, I'm just guessing."

Leonard looked at her with a puzzled look and blurted out, "A blind guess?" Alice spread her hands.

"The Path of Destiny..." Leonard said with a strange expression, "It really lives up to its reputation."

Alice ignored him and stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Bye."

...Should I talk to Him about helping Amon become a god?
He won’t agree... Anyway, let’s not tell Him yet. It’s still early and I don’t have Sequence 2 yet...

Thinking of this, Alice took the two invitations and left the church.

After returning home, Alice first decisively wrote a letter to Bernadette. She did not use a tone of request, but told her directly that the "world" needed her help.

Next, before telling Klein the news about the captain's wedding, Alice first observed what Klein was doing.

He was taking a classics class...After hearing the content of the class, Alice looked away in horror.

She couldn't help but pat her chest, feeling fortunate that she was not born into an aristocratic family - otherwise, that would have been the most terrifying nightmare in the world.

Alice decided to tell Klein about this later. She began to think about what she should do next. Then, she remembered her plan to lure Amon.

...Write a letter to Amon as well?

Alice nodded and thought about it.

Of course, the letter to Amon couldn't be as casual as the one to Bernadette. At the very least, Alice would never speak to Amon in a commanding tone. It didn't matter for the clone, but the real body...

Alice shook her head.

The first thing that needs to be decided is not the content. Alice has not forgotten her tradition of changing the title for Amon every time. She is thinking about what to call Amon this time.

Let me think... He doesn't have anything to do in the "God-forsaken Land" every day, he just wanders around, and this time I came to eat...

Alice's eyes lit up and she picked up the pen.

"

Dear Homeless Man:

I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder how you are doing recently? Are you exhausted, hungry, or sleepy?
I think not, because I didn't feel particularly good at any moment. Instead, I felt particularly regretful when I picked up the pen.

Okay, let's get back to the topic. Actually, I want to tell you that I found something in Backlund that might interest you a little bit - oh, it's a snack.

There is a descendant of the Jacob family in Backlund, currently at Sequence 4, but seems very weak. It claims to have come to Backlund to find a treasure of the Jacob family, but I found that it tricked a little girl into becoming Sequence 9 - it seems that it has the same bad habits as you.

Oh, by the way, its current body is a brown mouse, with mixed fur color, it looks like its bloodline is not very pure, the texture of the fur is not good enough, and the taste... uh, I haven't eaten it, can you tell me after you finish eating it? If you plan to eat it.

Its location is...

"

After writing down Flora Jacob’s current location, Alice let out a breath, signed at the end “a kind person who wishes to remain anonymous,” and then put down the pen.

Although she hadn't written to Amon for a long time, Alice was familiar with the process of offering sacrifices to Amon. The main reason was that Amon didn't have any requirements for the process, and she just did it casually most of the time.

After throwing the envelope into the sacrifice passage, Alice looked at the time and found that it was still early for lunch. She had to continue thinking about what else she could do.

……

"what?"

Amon, who had not received any letters or gifts from Alice for a long time, was a little surprised. He pushed his monocle, took the letter, and took the initiative to read it.

Alice's letter was as irritating as ever. Amon was too lazy to pay attention to it most of the time. He found it interesting, but he knew very well that if he continued the conversation, he might become the interesting one.

However, this letter, which had not been delivered for a long time, was of some value after all. After reading the entire letter, Amon pinched his monocle and whispered with interest:

"Descendants of the Jacob family? Going to Backlund to look for the Jacob family's treasure?
"Tsk..."

He stretched out his hand and turned the monocle, which became darker for a moment, and then returned to its crystal clear state a moment later.

On the outskirts of Backlund, a postman on a bicycle suddenly braked to a stop, reached out to rotate the monocle on his right eye, and the monocle quickly began to swirl.

After a while, when the monocle had become crystal clear again, he smiled happily, rummaged in his waist bag, and pulled out a newspaper.

"It's there..." he whispered.

……

After rolling around on the bed twice, Alice remembered her most urgent task, which was the undigested "Doom Wizard" potion and the auxiliary materials for the "Chaos Walker" potion that she had no clue about.

But it was no use, she still had no clue.

Rather, the auxiliary materials for the "Chaos Walker" potion are not that difficult to find. As long as you figure out what the mysterious words refer to, it is not difficult to find a prophecy that meets the requirements.

Before Klein woke Alice up, the most difficult part for her was finding a way to take a dream.

After Klein enlightened Alice, the most difficult part for her became whether she should continue to look for a meaningful prophecy.

Alice sighed heavily and couldn't help thinking of the murals in Ouroboros' room.

As a member of the same "fate" path, Alice would not believe that Ouroboros' murals were purely murals. She insisted that they should be mixed - that is, some were real events, and some were prophetic scenes.

...In that case, are there murals that serve as prophecies but have not actually come true?
If I steal a mural of His, would that be considered as having special meaning...

A dangerous thought popped up in Alice's mind, but she suppressed it because it was not a good idea - Ouroboros cared about his paintings very much, and she didn't want to offend Ouroboros.

She can't beat it.

What? You mean Amon? Forget it. Isn't it enough for her to be killed for offending Amon...

Alice sighed heavily, and after lying in bed for a few hours in a daze, she sat up happily.

Great, lunch time is finally here!

Alice got up happily to eat.

But happiness was only temporary. After using lunch and nap to delay the time, Alice still had to think about the previous problem.

Should I just pick a random prophecy, or continue searching for a prophecy with special meaning...

Alice thought about it for a day and finally decided to decide the matter by tossing a coin.

She tossed the coin and watched it spin in the air before finally being covered in her hand.

Then, she lowered her head to look at the coin in her hand. (End of this chapter)