Mystery: Lucky

“…” Klein didn’t say anything, as if waiting for her to continue.

Alice looked at Klein blankly.

“No more?” Klein asked doubtfully.

“What else do you expect…” Alice muttered.

“…What about the time? Even if there is no specific time, there should be a rough estimate, right? Your ritual, don’t you have any feeling?” Klein asked tentatively.

Alice thought for a moment and replied: “…Maybe it was there originally, and then Adam said hello to me, and it was gone.”

“Ah, this,” Klein looked at Alice sympathetically, “Think of it in a positive way, at least He didn’t say hello to you in the form of a mythical creature…”

Alice looked at Klein, who had a glorious history as the True God of Divination, and fell into deep thought.

Klein sensed what Alice hadn't said from her eyes, and he decided to say something to retaliate against her:

"But I have to remind you that I was neither a psychologist nor a high school teacher before I traveled through time, so I don't know much about psychological counseling for minors.

"When I encountered this situation before, I would just say "good luck on the college entrance examination", but you don't need the college entrance examination now..."

"Next time you have a similar problem, you can go directly to Miss Justice, after all, her Sequence 7 is called "Psychologist".

"If you really need help, I can try to recall whether I can remember the five-three or something I did in high school..."

Then, he decisively cut off Alice's network cable before Alice could curse.

"?" "Alice, who returned to the real world, opened her mouth in astonishment.

...He didn't seem to be like this at the beginning, right?

For the first time, Alice reflected deeply on her behavior and wondered if she had gone too far.

...It must be Klein who went too far. I'm sure there's nothing wrong with me, just a little bit at most, yes, that's it.

Alice quickly convinced herself.

...Wait a minute, did she forget something?

Alice blinked blankly and realized something she had always ignored.

The promotion ceremony of the "Destiny" path seemed to have a very strong time limit, and Klein obviously couldn't have been waiting for her in the gray fog to hold the ceremony to request the grant.

However, judging from the state of her seeing the extraordinary characteristic of the "Winner", it seemed that she couldn't possibly Carry that thing with you, right?

…

Klein also thought of this question.

He was much more experienced than Alice, and soon thought of a possible method - to seal and isolate it with a spiritual barrier like he kept other items.

Almost at the same time, the overlapping voices of women's prayers rang in Klein's ears. He walked four steps backwards, came to the gray fog, and asked Alice if she wanted to try the method she had just thought of.

…

Alice picked up the iron cigarette box that had been sealed in advance, as well as other auxiliary materials, with mixed feelings, and then began to clean up the ceremony site.

Next, she could wait for the ceremony to arrive with peace of mind.

…

Klein walked anxiously on the streets of the East District.

As he and Alice said, if he could do it, he would actually try to prevent the disaster. , or minimize the losses caused by the disaster.

But... Adam.

The fear brought by 0-08 seemed to be still yesterday. Klein looked at every ordinary person in the East District who was trying to survive, and finally sighed deeply.

He couldn't predict the plague, otherwise he would probably be called by Adam like Alice...

He didn't know the exact time of the plague, and even the scope was vague, so he couldn't stop the plague from happening...

As for reducing the losses caused by the plague... Who would believe him?

Klein pondered for a moment and decided to write a report letter to the Church of the Night.

...

Friday night, in the kitchen of No. 15 Minsk Street.

The long-awaited potion materials were finally in place. Klein was nervous and excited. He found a newly bought large iron pot, filled it with clean water, and washed it carefully several times.

Afterwards, he looked at the iron pot and suddenly said thoughtfully: "If Alice saw it, she would definitely complain that it was too hasty to prepare the potion like this..."

This thought destroyed his originally nervous mood. Without the need to use the "clown" ability to disguise his alone time, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Klein shook his head, shook off the messy thoughts in his mind, and shifted his attention to the preparation of the potion.

This time, there is no pure water in the auxiliary materials of the potion...Klein thought about it and threw a few matches into it, snapping his fingers.

The red flame rose up, and under his control, it quickly burned the remaining water droplets without damaging the surface of the iron pot.

Klein looked at his results, and Alice's circus director theory suddenly popped up in his mind.

...Damn it.

He cursed in a low voice, quickly cleared his mind, and recalled the potion formula of the "Faceless Man" in his mind.

After carefully preparing the potion according to the potion formula, Klein took a deep breath, picked up the iron pot with one hand, and poured the potion into the glass bottle he had prepared in advance.

Great, I don't even need to wash the pot... He sighed silently, and suddenly felt that this way of thinking revealed an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

...Forget it, I know who it is without thinking.

Klein pinched his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and used the pendulum method to try to divine the degree of harm of the potion.

There is danger, but it is very small, which is within the acceptable range...

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that his potion should have been successfully configured.

He took the bottle of "Faceless Man" potion and walked steadily back to the second floor and entered the bedroom where the curtains had been drawn.

Klein locked the door and sat on the edge of the bed. He calmed down with the help of meditation. After sitting upright for more than ten seconds, he unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his right hand, and suddenly poured all the potion into his mouth.

The slightly tingling feeling echoed in his mouth and esophagus, and eventually fermented into a paralysis that made people lose their perception.

Klein's spirit seemed to be pulled out of his body. With the attitude of a bystander, he saw his mouth melting, nose melting, ears melting, eyes melting, and his entire face melting!

If Alice was here, she would definitely come up and poke it... Oh wait, this can't go on!

The inappropriate idea successfully awakened Klein, and he began to work hard to survive this promotion crisis.

...

When Alice saw Klein in the gray fog, he had already adjusted his state and tested his new ability.

After introducing the ability of the "Faceless Man", Klein looked at Alice who was silent as if thinking about something serious and asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Alice looked at Klein, and after two seconds of silence, she said:

"I think it's too hasty to call your Sequence 4 the Circus Master."

"It should be called the Circus."