Mystery: Lucky

Since coming to Backlund, the less than three months have been particularly long for Alice.

Compared to the beginning, although she still lacks experience, she has learned to use her brain before doing things, and ask others to help her.

Of course, this "other" does not refer to Klein specifically, absolutely not.

Compared to the initial sense of being out of place in this era, Alice has been able to accept this matter calmly until today.

At least she is living here, and that's enough.

She is also no longer so opposed to the different lives in her memory. Perhaps those people in the past are not the same person as her, but they have long been inseparable.

Collecting her thoughts and looking at herself in the mirror again, Alice sighed.

Although her temperament has changed almost drastically, and her body shape and other aspects have changed to a certain extent, Alice's face and facial features still have the shadow of the past.

...If I enter the Church of the Night like this, will the goddess ignore me in anger?

This dangerous thought flashed through her mind, and Alice didn't try it in the end.

After all, the Church of Evernight knew Briar Rose, and they probably didn't know that she was Alice Kingsley who had come back from the dead...

At least not for the time being.

Alice sighed, packed up the camouflage supplies she had prepared according to Klein's instructions, put on a mask and Amon's monocle, and prepared to leave.

…

“Sherlock Moriarty didn’t know where he got the news that the civilian girl that Edsac Augustus fell in love with might be a witch, and reported the matter to the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery before going to Red Rose Manor. Based on a certain logic, this is reasonable.”

…

“The Church of the God of Steam and Machinery couldn’t arrest the Third Prince for a piece of news whose truth or falsehood was yet to be determined. They accepted the report, but only planned to investigate first, which was reasonable.”

…

“An accident happened! Trischik found an opportunity again, got rid of surveillance, and met Sherlock Moriarty outside Red Rose Manor.

“After learning that Sherlock Moriarty had informed the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery about this, she planned to pretend to escape and attract the attention of the ‘Mechanical Heart’ team.”

…

“An accident happened again. Trischik ran into a wild Beyonder while escaping. For some reason, this wild Beyonder attracted the attention of the ‘Mechanical Heart’ team, and Trischik escaped successfully. This is logical. ”

…

“The extraordinary person that Triss Chick met was a girl named Brielle Rose. She keenly noticed the difference in Triss Chick and…”

In the quiet room, the feather pen that was writing alone suddenly trembled violently, and ink dripped, covering the next few lines of text.

After a while, the feather pen calmed down and continued to write:

“Brelle Rose successfully left the ‘Mechanical Heart’ team and decided to go to the East District alone to find her opportunity for promotion. "

…

Alice came to the East District alone.

At the moment when the incident broke out, Klein tried to stop her from coming to the East District, and even tried to persuade her to find someone to go with her.

But Alice refused.

She had to go alone, which she knew when she felt the revelation.

Close to the edge of the East District, Alice looked up at the gradually thickening fog and stepped into the legendary East District.

After disguising herself in the only cheap hotel in the East District, Alice stood on the street in the East District again.

Alice blinked and followed her intuition to find her target.

Where is it?

Alice's eyes swept across the passers-by blankly. The New Year is coming, and even the people in the East District have a lot of life on their faces.

They are looking forward to the New Year...

When I think of these The person who was filled with joy and expectation might die soon. Alice suddenly felt sad.

"Ding-dong--"

Alice suddenly heard a sound. She subconsciously lowered her head. It was a smooth and round stone. Although it could not get rid of the nature of stone, it was much more beautiful than ordinary stones.

Alice squatted down and picked up the stone. When she looked up, a little boy was standing not far away, looking at her timidly.

...Timid?

Alice was slightly startled, lowered her head slightly, and realized a problem she had never considered.

She had a trait that girls of the same age in the East District would never have-that was the ease that only children who were not troubled by life could have.

Alice was silent for a while and decided to pretend that she didn't know about it.

...She really couldn't act this out!

"Is it yours?" Alice squatted down, raised a cautious smile, and stretched out her hand to the gray child.

"Thank you, sister. "She saw that the child seemed to be relieved, and quickly took the stone from her hand, thanked her and turned and ran.

Alice looked at his back, was silent for two seconds, then stood up and whispered to herself: "What are you looking at? Are you really going to stop the plague?"

The answer to this question was firm from beginning to end. Alice pursed her lips and continued to move forward aimlessly based on her feelings.

...Where the hell is fate going to take her?

Just when Alice was about to lose her patience, she suddenly stopped, then quickened her pace and walked to the entrance of the alley in front, and stopped blankly.

…Is there any difference between this alley and the surrounding ones?

Alice stood there and blinked blankly.

There was a homeless man wearing an old jacket and with a sallow face sitting on the ground near this alley. Occasionally, passers-by passed by, but no one was willing to step into the alley.

——Even in the slums, this alley seemed too bad.

Alice hesitated for two seconds, and after confirming that there was no one around, she walked to the homeless man, squatted down, and greeted him hesitantly: "Hi?"

The homeless man raised his head weakly.

No, no, giving him too much money would hurt him...

Alice closed her eyes, took out a soli note from her pocket, handed it to him, and said: "Here is a soli, give it to me, it's yours."

Alice tried to straighten her face and speak solemnly to make herself look more majestic.

She was not sure whether she succeeded or failed, because the homeless man seemed to be afraid of not being able to meet a fool like her, so he grabbed the one-sol note and ran away with his weak body.

Alice looked at the rag left by the homeless man to pad the ground and fell into deep thought.

...How long has it been since this thing was washed?

Alice hesitated for a moment, but gave up kicking the rag away and squatted down at a distance from the rag but where she could see the alley entrance.