Mystery: Lucky

"A fool who does not belong to this era,

"The mysterious master above the gray fog,

"The yellow and black king who controls good luck,

"I pray for your attention,

"I pray for your listening,

"I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to make that kind of joke...

"I didn't mean to scare you with that kind of thing!

"You know... you should know, right? I don't usually do that kind of thing, I won't make such a joke, I, I was in a very wrong situation at that time...

"Oh, anyway, anyway, I know I was wrong, can you please not be angry, woo woo woo..."

Above the gray fog, Klein retracted his spirituality and stretched out his hand to pinch his eyebrows.

From Alice's tone, she should at least be apologizing sincerely. It's hard to say whether she will do it again. She should really know that she was wrong.

But...you don't usually make jokes of this extent?

Klein recalled it carefully, and he suddenly found that his answer was uncertain.

At the beginning, Alice should really not make jokes of this extent, but now, it's hard to say.

However, what she said about not being in a good state was probably true, and she should have been in a bad state a long time ago...

Klein frowned in worry, but soon remembered Alice's personality, and pinched his brows twice with a headache.

Although he was really angry at the time, she actually threatened others with her own safety, but up to now, he was still more worried.

However, he couldn't forgive her just like that, otherwise she might really do such a thing next time...

Klein pondered for a moment, and extended his spirituality to touch the crimson star belonging to Alice, and responded coldly: "I know."

...

Alice rolled around on the bed anxiously.

Alice was not familiar with how to apologize. After all, most of the time, she was the one who was responsible for making people angry, not the one who was responsible for ending the situation.

Such things would usually be thrown to others by her.

After struggling to choose her words, she tried her best to make her expression and tone look pitiful, and then began to pray.

Before she got a response, she waited anxiously.

Until a mist appeared in front of her, she heard a cold and gentle voice: "I know."

... It's over.

Alice felt that her heart was finally dead. She sat up from the bed and began to think about how to coax Klein with a bitter face.

No, let's test how much he believed it first...

While thinking hard, Alice felt that her body and mind gradually settled and calmed down, as if she had entered a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

In this state, time seemed to become blurred. After an unknown amount of time, Alice finally regained consciousness.

She saw an endless darkness, and there were clusters of night vanilla and deep sleeping flowers at her feet.

There was silence all around, and the breathing sound was particularly obvious here. Alice felt that if she was given a little time, she could clearly capture the breathing sound, heartbeat sound, and the sound of blood flowing.

Alice was familiar with this feeling and these herbs. She tentatively asked: "Goddess?"

There was no distinction between the sky and the earth here, but Alice felt that a figure appeared from the stars and the red moon.

He descended into the darkness, wearing a layered but simple dark dress, dotted with countless glittering stars.

Just like the night sky... Alice looked at the twinkling stars on the hem of the skirt and subconsciously counted them.

1, 2, 3, 4...

"Long time no see." A soft voice sounded, waking Alice up. She blinked and looked directly at the figure.

This was a vague female figure whose face could not be seen clearly. Alice tilted her head and blurted out almost subconsciously: "Can you turn back into a demon wolf?"

The surroundings became quiet again, this time, it was an awkward silence.

After the silence lasted for more than ten seconds, Alice reached out and covered her mouth.

A soft sigh came, and Alice heard the voice continue:

"It seems that you won the bet.

"You are in a much better state now than when you last saw me."

"Won the bet...?" "Alice asked in a daze, "What was it like the last time I saw you?"

The figure spoke softly in the darkness:

"At that time, you told me that when you return, you will become the true embodiment of destiny.

"You said it was a prophecy."

After a pause, the figure added: "It's just a projection, a projection in a dream."

Alice lowered her head pretending to be guilty, while studying the flowers and plants at her feet, she murmured:

"'Prophecy'?

"At that time, was it really me who told you that 'prophecy'? "

Prophet·Prophecy: can mark the node of fate and make a "prediction" of the development of the node. All those who believe in the "prophecy" will promote the realization of the "prophecy". The strength of the believer's spirituality and the connection with the prophecy will determine the magnitude of the impact.

This is not equivalent to weaving fate, because the possibility already exists, and the "prophecy" just amplifies this possibility.

Is it a prophecy, or a "prophecy"?

Alice was not sure how well she hid her emotions. The figure paused for a long time before softly answering: "Maybe, it's meaningless. "

"...What do you mean?" Alice pursed her lips.

The figure's voice was soft and gentle, making Alice's heart calm down little by little:

"You told me...

"You almost drowned in a river of light. Before your consciousness dissipated, you grabbed a key."

"The key..." Alice muttered.

The figure did not respond, but softly talked about the knowledge above the sequence and the secrets of the adjacent paths.

Alice gritted her teeth tightly and waited until the sound disappeared before asking with great confusion:

"Actually, I'm not fighting anyone's mental remnants at all, right?

"Actually, my consciousness has always been there, even if the Key of Light wakes up... No, no one has ever woken up at all, it's always been me.

"We have actually been fused together for a long time... In other words, I am the new consciousness after the fusion, right?

"I, my condition is just not stable enough..."

Alice did not continue, but asked softly:

"You just mentioned the 'Lord of Mysteries'... does that mean that Klein will eventually become like me?

"Are you paying attention to him?"

The figure rippled slightly, and then replied: "As long as he continues to be promoted, it will be inevitable."

Alice bit her lip, lowered her head and asked:

“Is it okay not to be promoted?

"As long as we separate Source Castle..."