Mystery: Lucky

Alice's voice mixed with laughter seemed to reveal some absurd fact.

Perhaps, what they think is shocking and hard to describe is just a joke played by fate and the person involved.

Perhaps, the god who controls destiny is really just a young, naughty child...

Suddenly, everyone was lost in their own thoughts, and no one tried to speak again for a long time.

Just when Klein was about to end the party, Cattleya the Hermit said:

“Actually, I heard a rumor.

"Omi Bella is the 'Harvest Goddess' of the Second Age and the queen of the Giants' Court.

"It is rumored that He died at the end of the Second Age, but it cannot be confirmed because no one has seen His body and relics."

I always feel that Ms. "Hermit" seems to know a lot of secret rumors... Alice glanced at Cattleya thoughtfully and asked curiously:

"Does the knowledge instilled by the 'Hidden Sage' contain gossip about high-sequence and true gods?"

Cattleya fell into deep thought.

After that, Klein ended the Tarot session and left Alice alone. With Alice's doubtful eyes, he asked, "Have you ever heard of 'Goddess of Doom'?"

Alice was slightly startled.

This title brought her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, like someone she knew by a name she had never called before. When she suddenly mentioned it, she felt that she should know it, but could not contact the corresponding person.

"This is the god of destruction of the demon wolf Fregra in the Second Age," Klein stared at Alice and said, "Fregera, the king of demon wolves, is also known as the 'Night Demon Wolf'."

Night Demon Wolf... Night... Alice frowned slightly, a name almost jumped to her lips, and she swallowed it back - yes, the goddess also has the power of misfortune.

Alice looked at Klein and heard him continue: "'Goddess of Misfortune' had another name in the Second Age - 'Misfortune favored by luck'."

Alice's pupils suddenly tightened. She opened and closed her mouth. After several times, she murmured: "Goddess..."

Klein verified his guess from her reaction. He looked at Alice with a strange expression and asked, "So...can I ask, is this 'favor' normal?"

Alice was silent for a moment, silently raising her head to look at the dome above the gray mist.

——Just now, a brisk voice suddenly broke into her mind. She intuitively felt that it was her own voice, because even though it was in a strange language, Alice still understood the content, but the content was a bit...

"I really want to have a body... Then I can touch your hair..."

...What has she done before? !

Klein guessed the answer from Alice's actions. He asked curiously: "Have you remembered why the goddess didn't want to talk to you?"

Alice held her chin and fell into deep thought. After a while, she looked up at Klein and asked, "Tell me, what does the hair of the demon wolf feel like?"

Klein felt that he understood everything.

Alice didn't seem to expect him to answer, but continued thoughtfully:

"I wonder what the goddess will look like after she becomes a god... Will she still be in the form of a demon wolf? If not, I don't know if she can change back... I guess she can. Is this the form of a mythical creature?"

She turned her inquiring gaze to Klein, but she only received Klein's gasp.

Under Alice's confused gaze, Klein weakly made a voice: "Promise me one thing... After you go out, you must not pray to the goddess and ask this question, okay?"

After Alice pondered for a moment, she asked as if asking for advice: "Then who should I pray to?"

After a moment of silence, Klein replied with a determined expression: "Amon."

Alice nodded in agreement and murmured to herself: "It seems to make sense...it would be really impolite to ask me directly, Amon...Amon should also be from the Second Age, maybe he knows..."

Klein took another breath. He stretched out his hand to hold Alice down, and solemnly emphasized under Alice's confused gaze: "Don't ask anyone this kind of question!"

"Why?" Alice asked doubtfully.

Klein looked at Alice expressionlessly and replied, "Because I will tie you to class."

After Alice was silent for a moment, she sat upright, tried her best to appear as well-behaved as possible, and then asked:

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Klein glanced at Alice and had no intention of believing her obedience. He said expressionlessly: "Stay away from Amon."

Alice looked at him quizzically.

"I always feel..." Klein considered and looked at Alice, "Although you weren't very good before, but after meeting Amon, you seem to be more and more... um."

Alice's eyes wandered.

"That's the incarnation of fraud," Klein reminded, "a mythical creature that has lived for thousands of years—it can't really be playing with you, right?"

Alice replied sincerely: "You are His destined love. Maybe He is planning to find you through me."

Klein gritted his teeth to prevent himself from shuddering.

Alice continued:

"And I never felt that Amon was really playing with me... In fact, he treated me more like a toy.

"And it's not up to me to decide whether Amon comes to see me... On the contrary, I don't even dare to run when He comes."

This ironclad fact made Klein silent. He pinched his brows and complained: "I always feel that if this continues, one day you will become another Amon..."

"What's wrong with that?" Alice tilted her head in confusion.

Klein sighed, but still answered patiently: "From your description, it is an existence that enjoys playing with others..."

Alice suddenly fell silent. She bit her lip and asked cautiously:

"If, I mean if, if I really become such an existence, what will you do?

"No, maybe I shouldn't use become, because I seemed to be like this before..."

Klein paused slightly, frowned and looked at Alice, and replied in a deep voice: "Anyway, you were not like that when I knew you. "

Alice suddenly felt a weight lifted off her chest. She relaxed a little and continued to ask:

"Then, if, I mean if, after I regain my memory, it really becomes like that..."

They looked at each other, and after the sound of their conversation disappeared, the gray fog returned to its eternal silence.

In the oppressive silence, Klein's voice slowly rang out:

"I'm not sure.

"But I probably won't watch you do that - maybe I'll try to persuade you?"

Alice lowered her head and buried it in her arms. After a while, she spoke in this posture: "What if you can't persuade me?"

This time, Klein was silent for a long time before answering:

"I don't know."

Alice raised her head and looked at Klein, recalling the teachers and classmates who tried their best to protect her in her memory, those faces that were either clear or blurred, and murmured:

"It's great...

"It's great that there are people like you among humans..."

Klein looked at Alice, but his heart was suddenly shocked - she had already separated herself from the scope of humans in her subconscious.

Perhaps, she never felt that she was a human. (End of this chapter)