Mystery: Lucky

After taking a bite of dried fish made from an unnamed fish that was said to come from the deep sea, Alice felt that the only drawback of this fish was that it came from the deep sea.

Not easy to catch.

She licked her lips and tentatively asked Edwina: "Normally, the right to name should belong to the first person to discover it. Didn't the discoverer of this fish give it a name?"

"No." Edwina shook her head, seemingly not caring about the name of the fish she ate.

Alice lowered her head to observe the fish in her hand. The knowledge she had learned could not help her determine the type of fish. It could only tell her that the fish had delicate meat and a delicious taste. It was amazing to take a bite...

Oh, you can taste it.

Alice licked her lips and asked Edwina: "Tell me, can I give this fish a name?"

Edwina raised her head and looked at Alice. Obviously, she was also a little curious about how Alice would choose a name based on her unique thinking.

This was tacit consent. Alice lowered her head and looked at the dried fish in her hand, then raised her head and analyzed it seriously:

"Look, it comes from the deep sea and tastes delicious, why not call it...

“Delicious fish from the deep sea!” Note ①

Edwina's eyes became blank.

"Didn't I get my name well?" Alice asked seriously.

Edwina was quiet for more than ten seconds before replying in a voice with no emotion: "A very... very creative name."

Alice smiled and rolled her eyes, and murmured as she ate, "Let me tell you, I know how to choose a name..."

Edwina made no comment on this.

After dinner, it was not time to go to bed. Alice followed Edwina out of the restaurant and asked curiously:

"Generally speaking, what do you do after dinner?"

"It depends on the situation," Edwina said as she led her outside the cabin. "Generally speaking, I will be in the collection room, or reading."

Alice looked at her in surprise.

"Are you surprised?" Edwina asked.

"Well..." Alice looked up at the sea that had not been swallowed up by darkness, "Normally speaking, even if you don't participate in some games... such as playing cards, gambling, drinking, etc., you should go for a walk on the deck. Let’s take a look at the scenery…”

Edwina was silent for two seconds, and then asked: "What do you think is the scenery we see most often?"

"Uh..." Alice hesitated, "The sea?"

"That's right," Edwina nodded, "and unfortunately, it's the same everywhere in the sea."

"No," Alice couldn't help but correct, "the sea is different when there's a shipwreck."

Edwina looked at Alice with an extremely complicated look.

Alice was silent for two seconds, instinctively raising her head to study the stars in the sky, and then suddenly remembered the "Mother Tree of Desire", she silently lowered her head to study the patterns on the deck.

Edwina rationally did not try to reason with her, and decided to write these things to Gehrman Sparrow later.

As we all know, in terms of education, both family education and school education are important.

Edwina began to change the topic:

“Normally, other people would be in the room at this time reviewing what they learned in the morning.

“Tomorrow night will be an exception, though.

"I thought you might be interested in a bonfire party? That's our way of saying welcome."

Alice's eyes indeed lit up.

So Edwina knew the answer. She took Alice into the room arranged for her and said to her:

"This is your room.

"If you want to read, I have a book I can lend you - you won't break it, right?"

"I'll fix it if it's broken!" Alice said confidently.

"...How to fix it?" Edwina couldn't help but ask, remembering Alice's decisiveness in tearing up Grossell's travel notes after getting them.

Alice thought for a moment, raised her left hand, grabbed her left sleeve with her right hand, and pulled hard - with a hiss, the sleeve was torn into two pieces by her.

Then, Alice put down her right hand, and under the effect of "restart", the sleeve was spliced ​​back to its original position according to the original trajectory, even the bulging folds were exactly the same.

Edwina's eyes became a little brighter again. She looked at Alice, and the words went through her throat several times before she came to the final result:

"Is this the ability of the sequence number?"

"Sequence 1." Alice explained.

Edwina's eyes dimmed again and she died.

Alice hesitated and asked, "Do you have a book that needs repairing?"

"No," Edwina shook her head, "You should have heard that I can simulate the ability that I have seen?"

"Ah," Alice suddenly realized, "I can't help you with this... How many more times can I show you?"

She blinked and met Edwina's gaze, and Edwina realized that she actually truly wanted to help.

He is really a child... Edwina shook her head in amusement and rejected the proposal:

"No, instead of doing this, you might as well consider listening to the lecture and helping me digest the potion."

"Eh?" Alice's eyes widened in surprise, "Is there a chance of becoming a teacher?"

Anyway, he wasn’t asking about her specific abilities. It wasn’t difficult for Alice to guess her path. Edwina answered generously:

"Sequence 5 of the 'Reader' path is called 'Secret Master'."

"'Reader'..." Alice repeated thoughtfully, "No wonder you like reading..."

"Do you need it?" Edwina asked.

"No...oh, wait," Alice shook her head firmly at first, then thought about it and asked, "Are there any fairy tales or novels?"

"Yes." Edwina nodded.

In fact, if she didn't, I wouldn't suggest letting her read...after all, she doesn't look like she can sit still and read a textbook.

Edwina sighed in her heart, raised her head and looked at Alice with bright eyes, and understood what she meant.

So a few minutes later, Alice looked at the thick stack of books that Edwina had brought over and fell into deep thought.

"Ask me after you finish reading." Edwina smiled gently and left the room.

Alice looked at the pile of books, reached out and gestured, and found that the pile of books could be piled from her waist to her chest.

She closed her eyes in pain and threw her body on the bed. After more than ten seconds, she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling and murmured:

"It would be nice if you could learn the knowledge inside by eating the book... Well, that won't work either. The book will definitely be very unpalatable... No, it won't necessarily..."

Alice slowly straightened up, looked at the thick stack of books with a little hesitation, and slowly licked her lower lips. (End of chapter)