Mystery: Lucky

St. Samuel Church was very peaceful most of the time. Alice entered St. Samuel Church as usual and began to pray. Apart from the fact that she got up late, the only difference was probably the monocle on her right eye.

I wonder if anyone in the church can recognize Amon's monocle...

Alice suddenly thought of this question. She raised her head and scanned the church, but everyone was doing their own thing, and no one seemed to be surprised by her monocle.

Alice lowered her head in disappointment, making her expression more pious.

I always feel that coming to church is just like signing in every day... Ah, what are you thinking!

After praying devoutly but absent-mindedly, Alice stood up and walked back absent-mindedly.

She subconsciously walked along the familiar street until she saw that the original stall had been divided up by new vendors, and then she stopped.

She looked silently for a while before turning around and leaving quietly, but she couldn't help but think of Will Auceptin, who was still in her mother's belly that day.

...I wonder what happened to the coachman that day?

This question was fleeting. After a moment of hesitation, Alice boarded a carriage.

——If you don't bother to find the current location of the coachman, it is obviously easier for your companions to guess the situation of your companions.

So Alice asked this question: "If your carriage suddenly loses control..."

Across the carriage, Alice couldn't see the driver's expression, but she could feel the carriage shaking, and then the coachman's voice came in: "Don't joke like that, ma'am, it's not funny at all."

"This is not a joke," Alice said seriously, "I'm just curious... What would you do if this happened?"

"I would die." The coachman answered without hesitation.

"But even if the carriage loses control, it doesn't mean you will definitely die..." Alice frowned and answered in confusion.

"Ma'am, can I ask what you do?" the coachman asked.

"I..." Alice hesitated to organize her words, "I'm collecting materials."

"Sure enough," the coachman seemed to laugh, but his tone was more of a sigh, "You must come from a well-off family and have never been troubled by life."

"Why do you guess so?" Alice asked doubtfully.

"Because I'm just driving for others," the coachman sighed, "Not only do I have to share the profits with the owner of the carriage, but if the carriage is damaged, I also need to pay compensation."

Alice was slightly startled and realized a problem she had never considered before. It seemed that something was about to come out: "Why don't you buy a carriage of your own?"

Alice regretted it almost as soon as she finished speaking. She realized that a person who was busy with life would never have the spare money to buy a carriage.

Alice hurriedly tried to make up for what she had just said: "Sorry, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

"You're here." The coachman stopped the carriage, but avoided answering the previous question.

Alice quietly climbed down from the carriage and watched the coachman go away. After a while, she pulled the corners of her mouth and tried to draw a smile on her face. After failing several times, she gave up and returned home with pursed lips.

When she heard Klein describe the life of the poor with the help of the identity of "the world", Alice was shocked and moved, but she didn't really take it to heart.

To her, it was like a wonderful story, a world she had never heard of. She heard it, sighed, and then it was over.

Maybe she would put a few coins in the donation box when she had some spare money, but her insignificant kindness to the poor was not as good as that to stray cats and dogs.

Of course, this was when the stray cats and dogs looked like what she liked.

——She didn't care whether the other party was pitiful or how the other party should live.

Therefore, she could drag the innocent ice cream vendor and coachman into the fight between her and Will Auceptin without thinking...

"The fairest thing about fate is that it is unfair to everyone..."

Alice murmured softly what she had said to Charlie King. She felt that she should remember something, but her brain had no reaction except tingling.

Alice's emotions did not last long, and a gray fog emerged in front of her.

"West District, Green Cemetery."

Klein simply left this sentence. Alice blinked in confusion. She was a little confused about Klein's intention, but she decided to go and take a look.

There is a birch forest outside Green Cemetery. Carriages are not allowed here. Alice walked into the forest, then covered her mouth and nose with her hand, and began to regret not wearing a mask.

She covered her mouth and nose with her left hand and approached a birch tree that looked intact. She stretched out her right hand and wiped the bark. In an instant, her palm turned gray.

——The bark of the birch fell off into grayish-white dust, which she wiped off.

Alice looked deep into the forest, looking at the grayish-white soil under each birch tree, and fell into deep thought.

So, what is here?

After pondering for a moment, Alice picked up a branch from the ground, stood it on the ground, and let go of it without using any divination ability.

She walked in the direction where the branch fell.

After walking about ten meters, Alice picked up another branch and continued to move in the direction where the branch fell.

——Leave everything to fate.

Alice followed the direction of the branch falling. During this time, she went around the bend and walked back, but she kept walking, and kept walking until the last branch.

——When she let go, she accidentally used a little force, and the branch stood in the soil.

Alice looked up. The birch tree had peeled off a circle of skin at the waist, and it seemed that it had experienced a lot.

Alice lowered her head again and looked at the standing branch on the ground. After pondering for a moment, she tried to use dream divination to see what was here.

From the sky down, the first is the crown of the birch.

Passing through the sparsely lush branches and leaves, going down along the snow-white trunk, skipping the lower half of the trunk where the bark almost fell off, and then the soil.

Alice felt as if she could smell the smell of soil, hear the rustling sound of insects in the soil, and...

The strange and disgusting smell made Alice alert.

Passing through the soil layer and reaching the depths of the soil, Alice saw a... no, a highly decomposed body of a child.

His skin had already melted into the soil, and the roots of the tree were stirring beside him, trying to pass through him and turn him into nutrients for their own growth.

From this strange perspective, Alice could even see insects crawling through his body and entering and exiting through his mouth and nose.

Waking up from the dream, Alice held onto the tree trunk and retched violently.