Mystery: Lucky

In fact, there is much more wrong with it, such as the word "she", and the fact that no matter what she does, she has to open the book and take a look.

She seemed to trust and rely on that book so much - maybe that was a side effect?

Alice began to look at the book with a fearful look.

Alice remained on high alert until the party was over. The person in charge of the party arranged for them to leave in batches through the back door. Before she could do anything, Alice felt a pang of regret.

Alice happened to be one of the first few to leave. When she got up, the mysterious man was still sitting on the chair. She had to lower her head and tried her best to restrain her regretful and longing eyes.

As she followed the waiter along the long and winding passage to the door, and watched the waiter turn and walk back, Alice suddenly realized that no one would see the route she left, and naturally no one would see whether she left.

Alice licked her lips and walked forward for about four or five meters before quietly disappearing.

She had discussed with Daniz in advance that she didn't need to worry about where she went after she came out, so she wasn't worried about Daniz not being able to find her when he came out - well, she wouldn't necessarily be worried if they hadn't discussed it.

This is not as important to Alice as what the mysterious man looks like.

Too lazy to move, Alice simply stayed where she was and waited. It wasn't until the waiter finally brought out the mysterious man that her eyes lit up and she followed him.

The mysterious person did not take off her hood and mask. She walked a few steps with the book in her arms and then stopped. She raised her head and looked around, and asked in the same hoarse voice as before:

"Oh, dear child, don't hide. The trajectory of fate has exposed you. Your secrets and doubts cannot be hidden.

"Come out, child, let us uncover the veil of destiny together and face the coming storms together."

Alice felt a question mark slowly appear above her head.

Why do I feel that she looks more like Miss Destiny than me...

Alice lowered her head silently and began to reflect on herself.

After asking the question, the mysterious person waited quietly. After waiting for a few minutes, she said with a somewhat regretful tone:

"It seems that you are not ready to show up yet, but that doesn't matter, the gears of fate have begun to turn, and our paths will eventually cross again.

"Then you will have to face me; then I will reveal the hidden secrets to you."

Alice looked up at the figure in disbelief. The figure did not stop or panic. She still held the book and left at a leisurely pace.

Alice didn't catch up, not because she didn't react, but when the mysterious man said those words, she was keenly aware of the fluctuations in fate.

That is a "prophecy".

"But," Alice muttered, looking at the empty alley, "if the book you are holding came from a 'prophet', then... we would have met again."

She shook her head, but instead of returning to the Golden Dream, she returned to Backlund's home.

After all, she was going to contact Amon and do this kind of thing on the "Golden Dream"... Don't really synthesize an Amon for her, that would be embarrassing.

Alice shook her head and began to think about what to say.

Use a prayer ceremony... No, it's too long. Write a letter. And if you write a letter, Amon must at least finish reading it before he comes to settle accounts with me...

Alice found a pen and paper and began to think about her words.

『

Delicious Worm of Time:

I haven’t seen you for a long time. The last time I saw you, you said you were looking for ingredients nearby. How was it? Did you get any results?

It doesn't matter if you don't have it, I... of course didn't find the right ingredients for you! But maybe this is a little bit of seasoning?

Oh, yes, I found a "scammer" who was looking for the "Decryptor" potion formula, so I told her...

Go explore your tomb, there must be something she wants there, and maybe you can find additional treasures - such as you.

I mean, do you want to dig up a tomb for her? I remember you have a mausoleum in Backlund...

At that time, you can lie in the coffin, then suddenly open your eyes and suddenly sit up or something. This is often done in horror movies... although it is usually a corpse transformation.

Finally, please, when you do this, please take me with you - I actually want to have a camera ready to capture you sitting up.

It could also be something else, such as pushing a monocle, or suddenly opening your eyes and smiling... Anyway, it must be a very classic horror movie clip, and it might even become a popular meme in our time.

It’s a pity that cameras of this era cannot record video…

Enclosed is your labor and performance fee of 50 pounds.

Your best friend, Alice.

』

Alice put down her pen, exhaled gently, touched her chin, looked at the letter, and murmured to herself:

"It always feels like something is missing... Well, this is too monotonous, there should be some illustrations!"

Alice suddenly understood. After re-reading the content of the letter, she recalled the appearance of fried bugs and the appearance of the Worm of Time in her memory. After thinking for a while, she drew a Worm of Time on the letter paper.

After that, she found another drawing paper and drew a plate of golden and attractive fried insects of time...

Yes, she colored it.

After pressing the drawing paper on the desk and waiting for it to dry, Alice put the letter aside. After thinking for a while, she returned to the "Golden Dream" to sleep.

She woke up after only a few hours of sleep. It was not yet five o'clock in the morning in Bayam, and it was still dark. No one had gotten up at all.

This was just right for Alice. She had to deliver the things to Amon before the others woke up, and then send Amon away if he came.

Back in Backlund, it was farther from dawn. Alice arranged the ceremony with confidence and handed all the things to Amon.

…

After reading Alice's letter, Amon ignored the weird name at the beginning and the painting of the fried time worm. This was a must-have column in every letter from Alice, and Amon had learned to ignore it.

Let's settle the accounts together.

Seriously speaking, the most speechless thing about this letter for Amon was that Alice really enclosed a 50-pound note with the letter.

… Sick.

Amon was unsure whether he should return the 50 pounds. According to his principles, he would never return the money that was in his hands. But the problem was... this was a gift from fate.

It was stolen, but such a blatant gift... Amon raised his eyebrows and tried to analyze Alice's thoughts:

"She should be asking for help...

"Does that 'swindler' have what she wants?"

Amon reread Alice's letter and suddenly showed a malicious smile. (End of this chapter)