Mystery: Lucky

A strange atmosphere spread in the Tarot Club. Except for Emlyn, who hadn't quite figured out the situation, everyone exchanged glances and stole glances at the quiet Mr. "World".

After realizing this gaze, Klein fell into deep thought.

I always feel that the image of "World" in the Tarot Club is getting weirder and weirder... Klein sighed and began to think about how the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow looked like when he took care of his children.

...Isn't it a bit too bad for his image?

Klein was worried about his non-existent image, and Audrey curiously asked:

"Miss 'Destiny', do you know what the title of Medici is? Or, which path does He belong to?"

How do I know? It can't be the nanny path... Alice muttered to herself and turned to look at Klein.

Klein leaned back in his chair and smiled: "Red Priest."

Red Priest... Everyone chewed on this word. Except for Alger, everyone seemed to be listening to a new story.

Alger, the experienced "Hanged Man", carefully speculated on Mr. Fool's purpose and firmly believed that Mr. Fool wanted him to report the matter to the Church of Storms.

After the Medici incident came to an end, Emlyn raised his dilemma:

"Everyone, I have a question.

"The thing is, suppose there is a strong man who arranges you to investigate something. Although you successfully obtain the information, you cannot report to the strong man for some reason. Then, how can you continue to get support from the strong man?"

Alice pondered for two seconds and asked: "You... No, one of your friends encountered this situation?"

Emlyn opened his mouth, not sure whether he should agree to this sentence.

This silence was taken as a default by the others. Everyone looked at Alger, the experienced "Hanged Man", and even Mr. Fool was looking forward to Alger's answer under the cover of gray fog.

The corner of Alger's mouth twitched, and he looked at Emlyn and said: "It's very simple, but you, no, your friend needs to bear certain risks. "

Emlin hesitated for a moment, and was finally forced to admit that he had a friend.

Alger continued what he had just said:

"You can let your friend slowly show some abnormality in daily life, so that the strong man will notice that there is something wrong with your friend.

"He will have two choices. One is to torture your friend directly, but this can easily cut off the clues. The second is to inadvertently provide help to your friend so that your friend can do a more in-depth investigation, and then send someone to monitor your friend."

Emlin humbly accepted this suggestion on behalf of his non-existent friend.

Afterwards, Emlin, who was grateful for the favor, provided Alger with anesthetic gas that could make the entire ship unconscious.

At the end of the exchange, Klein tapped the surface of the mottled long table with his fingers and smiled leisurely:

"I have foreseen that everyone will have a new look next week.

"This party ends here. "

"Thank you for your blessings. "Audrey stood up first, saying goodbye and thanking him.

After everyone disappeared in the gray fog, Alice found that she was left behind again.

Looking at Alice with a puzzled look on her face, Klein pondered for a moment and picked a topic that was easier for Alice: "Why did Amon come to you again?"

"He..." Alice lowered her head and thought, "He might like the gift very much."

Klein took a breath and asked carefully: "Do we have the same understanding of like?"

Alice recalled and nodded: "It should be different."

Klein fell into deep thought.

Alice looked at him and asked in confusion: "So, what did you want to ask?"

Klein looked at Alice and asked carefully: "About the last time you woke up...how much do you remember?"

Alice was silent for a moment, looked up at the sky and replied: "I seem to be the resurrected evil god. "

Klein fell into deep thought.

Alice touched her chin and said:

"The main reason is... Will Auceptin seems to be quite afraid of me, and the goddess seems to know me before... uh, I don't know why she doesn't want to pay attention to me."

Klein tactfully reminded: "I think anyone who knows you will not want to pay attention to you..."

Alice was silent for a moment, and seriously rejected:

"No.

"Amon will only feel that he met me too late."

Klein took a breath again, and asked in horror: "You shouldn't have known each other before?"

Alice was silent for a moment and said:

"I think..."

"If we knew each other before, the goddess might not just want to pay attention to me...

"He might want to kill me... No, I might be killed by Him."

Klein fell into deep thought.

Alice supported her chin and continued:

"But I think I know what you want to ask."

"Do you remember what my Sequence 9 is called?"

"Monster. "Klein recalled this incident after a brief recollection.

"In fact," Alice propped up her chin and said in a statement, "Even if you swallow the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 7 directly, Sequence 9 and Sequence 8 still need to be digested."

Klein nodded hesitantly.

"But," Alice continued, "Even if I was unconscious when I swallowed the characteristics, I actually didn't feel these two characteristics when I woke up later..."

Klein was slightly startled.

Alice sighed and continued:

"It wasn't until Sequence 5, when I woke up that I realized... I seemed to have a little more of the extraordinary characteristics of the 'lucky one' to digest.

"My Sequence 6 potion melts in my mouth, so where did Sequence 9 and Sequence 8 go?

“I don’t have to play a ‘monster’ or a ‘machine’ at all…I am.”

Klein opened his mouth, originally wanting to comfort Alice, but Alice's expression quickly became vivid:

“Wow you know, that Amon, that damn Amon!

“He has been irritating me about this since he found out about it!

“He also called me Miss ‘Monster’!”

Klein looked at Alice's angry and vivid expression and asked thoughtfully, "What else did Amon do?"

"He also hit me!" Alice slammed the table angrily, "Twice!"

Klein looked at Alice and said thoughtfully:

“I now believe Amon is a benevolent god.

"After all, I think if Amon really wanted to, he should be able to slap you to death with one hand, right? He can still survive after being hit twice. He is indeed very merciful."

"What you said is wrong," Alice denied with a serious face, "It was two fingers... No, in fact, if there is a ground, one finger should be able to hold me down to death."

Klein was silent for a moment, looked at Alice, smiled and said:

"you're right.

"Miss Monster."

Then, he cut the network cable under Alice's angry eyes.