Mystery: Lucky

"It's almost time," Edwina quickly put away her regretful look, "Although you probably don't need to eat, but... do you want to try the dinner on the ship?"

"No, I need it," Alice said seriously, "Children need to eat and sleep on time, otherwise they won't grow tall."

"...Okay." Edwina's expression gradually lost its initial calmness and became more complicated.

She took Alice out of the collection room and headed to the restaurant. Halfway through, as if she remembered something, she asked, "Why don't you doubt that Groselle's Travels was written by Russell?"

"Ah?" Alice showed a blank expression.

"German asked that." Edwina explained.

Alice looked up at the ceiling of the cabin, and then explained:

"There are two main reasons.

"First, if this thing was written by Russell, he would definitely shout everywhere, wishing that the whole world knew that it was written by him.

"Second... this book, uh, this book is too badly written."

It's obviously not a famous book, and it's too bad even as an online novel. It can't be written by the emperor in his previous life...

Could he starve to death because he couldn't afford to eat while writing novels? !

Alice lowered her head and began to think. Edwina glanced at her and asked curiously:

"Why do you sound like you know Emperor Roselle very well? Well, you admire him very much?"

"...Why do you think so?" Alice raised her head in confusion.

"You said that this book is too badly written, so it doesn't seem to be written by him..." Edwina looked at her and said.

Alice opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but she finally swallowed her words back, nodded instead, and said seriously:

"Yes, I admire Emperor Roselle very much. He has done many things that I can't imagine.

"He really shocked me! ”

After all, normal people can’t write a series of diaries called “The Taste of a Witch is Really Good”…

Alice suppressed the corners of her mouth that wanted to curl up, avoiding her true thoughts from being exposed in her smile.

She had completely ignored the fact that except for the first work in the so-called series of diaries, the rest were actually her continuations.

Edwina looked at Alice’s serious expression and realized that she was lying.

No, it can’t be considered a lie, or she didn’t think she was lying, otherwise she would start to look around with a guilty conscience…With such a righteous attitude, she should at least admit that she was telling the truth.

She…didn’t tell the complete truth?

In other words, she should really “admire” Russell very much, because Russell had done a Things that ordinary people wouldn't do or couldn't do...

Is it those inventions and creations...? No, that's not right, if that's the case, her attitude wouldn't be so strange...

Speaking of which, she said she came from before the First Epoch, was there civilization at that time...? Didn't there even be humans at that time...

Edwina frowned.

Although she still couldn't figure it out, Edwina didn't forget the business. She took Alice to the restaurant and came to the room dedicated to the captain.

"The more special food here is yogurt, which can be added with strawberry jam or honey directly," Edwina pointed to the row of food outside the door and said, "There are also several kinds of dried fish that are good. They are from the deep sea and have not yet been named."

As she spoke, she walked outside and demonstrated to Alice with her actions.

So Alice followed Edwina, and she took whatever Edwina took, and she took as much as Edwina took.

After repeating this several times, Edwina finally couldn't stand it anymore, and turned back and suggested, "You can follow your own taste. "

Alice nodded in sudden realization, and Edwina turned back to continue taking food with confidence, and then found that Alice's actions had not changed at all.

She turned back with a complicated expression and met Alice's innocent big eyes.

She didn't speak, so Alice didn't speak either, just looked at her quietly, blinking from time to time. The other pirates also tacitly avoided the two of them, leaving them staring at each other.

Two minutes later, Edwina couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "...What are you doing?"

Her voice revealed a sense of exhaustion from the bottom of her heart, but Alice's next words obviously made her speechless:

"We are all wooden people, we can't talk, we can't laugh, we can't move, we can't jump, let's see who does the best!"

This is obviously a children's game song. Even if she had never played a similar game, Edwina understood the rules of the game. She opened her mouth, and finally gave up reasoning with Alice, and asked:

"Then why do you want to learn my movements? ”

Alice tilted her head and explained:

“At first, you were demonstrating, so I followed you, and then…

“You seemed to mind me learning your moves, so I continued to follow you…”

“…Normally, if you find that I mind you, shouldn’t you stop doing it?” Edwina tried to reason with Alice.

“But it’s more fun to continue doing it.” Alice said seriously.

“…”Edwina was speechless, and turned her head to continue taking food.

——It’s meaningless to debate with a child who only thinks about fun. You just need to tell her whether it’s okay or not.

But even if she understood this, Edwina realized that she couldn’t do the next step—let Alice agree from the bottom of her heart that this thing can’t be done.

After all, she couldn't beat Alice and couldn't make her afraid, and she couldn't threaten her with something Alice cared about...

Edwina, who used to teach more adult students, realized for the first time how difficult it was to raise a child - especially when the child was an angel.

She felt that she would never forget Gehrman Sparrow in her life.

Edwina's not-so-intense feedback made Alice lose interest in continuing to imitate. She silently stepped back a few steps and returned to the starting position, adding more food.

Can I take them all and taste them all...No, forget it, it's not good, I can stay here for a while, so I can eat more...

Without Edwina knowing, she successfully achieved her goal - let Alice stay on the ship for a while so that she can get free knowledge...No, she was looking for information.

After all, it was a fact that the secret organization behind Gehrman Sparrow had, uh, a zero-level sealed object that could run, jump, eat, drink, and talk...

After a while, Alice got the food. Edwina had come back before her and sat at the table to eat.

Alice thought for a moment, then took the plate and sat opposite Edwina, and began to eat dried fish with yogurt and jam. (End of this chapter)