Mystery: Lucky

Alice turned her head and chuckled:

"I left that prophecy.

"Ms. Hermit, is this a legend?"

The guess was confirmed, Cattleya lowered her head and answered cautiously:

"Even if you are promoted as a returning god, this can only be regarded as your deeds after your return..."

Alice looked at her, half-closed her eyes, stretched out her hand to hold her chin, and knocked on the table twice carelessly:

"What should I do then?

"I can't really promote that Hei Ye used to be my favorite... For such things, I should still ask Him... the will of this God."

At this moment, Alger showed his sharp reaction after a long time of hard work, and he quickly lowered his head when Alice said the first sentence.

Cattleya lowered her head, moved her lips twice, and said nothing.

Mr. Fool in the gray fog chuckled, leaned back in his chair and asked:

"In that case, why don't you ask the night?"

Alice was silent for more than ten seconds, then raised her hand to cover her face and replied:

"The last time I saw Him, I asked Him if he could turn into a mythical creature so that I could touch him..."

This was a euphemism, but Audrey suddenly remembered the look Alice gave Susie, and then understood the sentence without any obstacles.

So the mythical creature form of the goddess is a similar creature... No, Audrey, don't think about it anymore!

Audrey interrupted her thoughts with difficulty.

Alger was not much better than Audrey. He remembered Alice's question about whether the "Storm Lord" had an octopus head, and felt from the bottom of his heart that this question was not outrageous for Alice.

Of course, this did not prevent him from being seriously frightened.

Derrick, who had been scolded by Alice for blasphemy, looked at Alice hesitantly-he found that Miss Destiny had unique experience in blasphemy.

Fors sat there with a dull look in his eyes, thinking about why he was listening to this here.

She was just a poor low-sequence!

Emlyn's wisdom took over the high ground for the first time today. He bowed his head like two experienced and successful people - Alger and Cattleya, and felt that it was not easy for him to live to this day.

"World"... "World" is learning to bow its head tactically.

As for Klein in the gray fog... he was thinking about what his mythical creature form was.

... I hope there is no hair.

Alice realized the shocking degree of this sentence from the reactions of others. She put down her hand, looked at Cattleya, and said in a somewhat weak tone:

"So, for a while, I think there should be no previous deeds to provide you...

"You can't really write it on it... well, write this kind of thing, right?"

You dare to write it, but I dare not read it... Cattleya took a deep breath, raised her head and smiled:

"I understand, Miss Destiny, I will try my best. ”

The matter came to an end. Alice looked at Cattleya and suddenly asked another question:

"The blood of mythical creatures seems to be very valuable... Can I draw it and sell it when I am short of money in the future?"

Cattleya reached out and pressed the table. Her face looked extremely pale and her expression was frozen on her face without any change - she was not sure what expression she should make.

The hoarse voice of "The World" sounded at this time:

"I think you should not be short of money anyway.

"You can just walk into a casino in Bayam and win the casino in one night."

Alice instantly understood what he meant and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say that you can't do this?"

Why did she take it seriously... Klein twitched his mouth slightly in the gray fog, and continued to manipulate "The World" and said:

"I am not encouraging you, Miss Fate."

"Or are you more accustomed to listening to...

"Shut up."

The last words were cold and ruthless. Alice silently reached out and covered her mouth.

Emlyn looked at the "world" with admiration, his attitude full of respect.

Others' actions were not as exaggerated as Emlyn's, but they were not much different. The "world" successfully achieved the "attractive" achievement in the Tarot Club with one sentence.

In fact, in a sense, Miss Fate is really a kind god. After all, the "world" dared to talk to Him like this, and He was not angry...

Such thoughts flashed through the hearts of others, but no one dared to have the slightest thought of deceiving Alice, not even Alger.

After all, they are not the "world". When Miss Fate found out that she was deceived and came to take the reward, she would not care about their life or death.

Alice stared at the reactions of others and thought for a few seconds, and realized belatedly that it was really inappropriate for a god to behave like this in the face of mortals' scolding.

...But why do they feel that they have gotten used to it!

Noticing that everyone just looked at the "world" with admiration, and did not have any similar doubtful emotions, Alice felt deeply confused about her image in the Tarot Club.

She decided to correct her image.

"Mr. World," Alice said, trying to make her expression look serious and dignified, "I think you should respect me sometimes."

She obviously failed. Although she tried hard to imitate the feeling brought by Amyrius, it only revealed a kind of discordant funny feeling on her. Klein held back his laughter and manipulated the "world" to say:

"Miss Destiny, I don't think this expression and action are suitable for you.

"You are not suitable for that kind of serious expression. If you want to make yourself more majestic and more intimidating to mortals, you just need to stay the same.

"I believe that a human-like existence like you will scare everyone."

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Alice said to the "world":

"The 'Hunter' path should really feel sorry for losing such a good seedling like you.

"No, it should be said that you are lucky not to take this path... Otherwise, you will be beaten to death because of your excellent provocation ability before you become a 'provocateur'."

"Is this your compliment?" "The "world" continued to work hard.

Alice was silent for a longer time this time before raising her hand and saying: "Communicate alone. "

Although he guessed that Alice might say something shocking again, Klein still blocked the others and looked at Alice.

Alice sneered and said to him:

"Before, when Amon said that I was suitable to be a 'provocateur', I also asked Him the same question...

"You say, is it possible that Amon likes me and uses me as...

"Your substitute?"

After saying that, she gave Klein a bright and brilliant smile. (End of this chapter)