Mystery: Lucky

Alice lowered her head and reflected deeply, then raised her head and said:

"I remember now!

"Why don't I just kill him once..."

Okay, that makes sense... Klein was choked by this and realized the crux of the problem:

"Alice, have you ever thought that after you killed Ince Zangwill once, he should really be dead..."

I know, but what does that have to do with me? It's his own problem that he can't be resurrected... Alice refuted in her heart, but she looked up at Klein and changed her wording:

"Well...then, give it to you? "

The alternative way of thinking made Klein a little silent. He watched Alice choose her words and thought about how to make Alice understand the real point of the matter.

Alice, who actually understood what Klein wanted to express, looked at his hesitant expression and realized that it was not a good idea to play dumb like this. She chose to continue the play just now:

"Just a joke... I know what you mean, but, but if it's an enemy, I don't have to care about his feelings..."

What if it's not an enemy? Have you really cared about anyone... No, that's not right, she seems to really care about my feelings.

Klein glanced at Alice, and suddenly felt a little uneasy when he remembered the Miss Destiny he called out when he was joking before.

- Could this be called the preference of fate?

But they all knew that this There is no such thing as a free gift in the world, especially for fate.

Fate's preference may not be a good thing.

The lingering uneasiness made their communication come to an abrupt end. It was not until she left the gray fog and saw the letter she had left on the coffee table that Alice remembered that she had almost forgotten Winfred completely.

She actually had a plan to tell Klein about Winfred's discovery that she might know Roselwen and that she left the eyes on the paper.

...Forget it, forget it.

Alice shook her head and stopped dwelling on it. Her thoughts returned to "Cassandra".

Alice did not think about "Cassandra's" past. She was just thinking about what "Cassandra" said when she greeted her. .

... Died from her own prophecy?

Before reclaiming her uniqueness, she had told the Tarot Club about the "prophet" who died from her own prophecy, claiming that dying from her own prophecy should be the most perfect ending for a "prophet".

And after reclaiming her uniqueness...

The ritual of being promoted from "prophet" to "mercury serpent", and from sequence 2 to sequence 1, seemed to be the verification of this sentence.

- Predicting one's own death and realizing it, taking the potion at the end of life.

If the promotion is successful, then naturally you will get out of the predicament; if the promotion fails... wouldn't that mean you died from your own prophecy?

"Cassandra"... died from a failed promotion ritual?

The guess stopped here, the only clues were not enough for Alice to make a deeper guess, because in Alice It seems that the most likely guess has been ruled out from the beginning.

——Even if she holds the uniqueness, she cannot rewrite a promotion ceremony completely by her own will.

After the whole thing went from clueless to headless, Alice gave up thinking and picked up a pen to write a reply.

After writing down Winfred Gregory's name, Alice suddenly became confused. She wanted to write a letter like a leader's speech, to achieve an effect that was incomprehensible but seemed to make sense, but she found...

She found that she couldn't do it.

This is not an area that Alice is good at. She found that she could only write ambiguous words full of mysticism. In short, it was a collection of charlatan quotations. As for the official lines like the leader's speech, she had no experience.

Alas, thinking of Amon... No, I thought of the wrong person!

Something Klein is not doing Amon Alice patted her head and felt that she should think of Klein... Wait, has Klein ever been a leader?

Alice fell into deep thought.

Is there? Klein Moretti has definitely never been a leader. His confidentiality level is not even as high as hers, but Mr. Fool has been one, and so has German Sparrow... How can playing Admiral Amyrius not be a leader!

Thinking of Klein secretly playing Gobang and drawing turtles on paper during meetings, Alice shook her head and began to miss Lueran.

Apart from anything else, he is actually a very reliable secretary. Klein can do everything... Well, it seems that this is not so reliable. He didn't recognize his boss when he changed... Or is he too reliable?

Alice shook her head and gave up continuing to evaluate the professional qualities of Lueran's secretary, and began to think about new questions.

It seems that big people have their own secretaries. Should I have one too... Is this the job of the pope of the church?

Alice suddenly realized, sat up straight, and for the first time, she became enthusiastic about building a church.

But that was still a long time in the future. Now Alice still had to start thinking - how to write this reply letter?

...

"How can I write a reply that makes you look more like an angel?" After hearing Alice's question, Klein, the child's mother, Moretti asked.

Alice nodded sincerely.

After looking at Alice and thinking for a few seconds, Klein asked doubtfully: "...Aren't you an angel?"

"But," Alice put her fist on her chin, "What does this have to do with this matter?"

"You don't have to pretend!" Klein reluctantly went up and patted Alice on the head to connect the short-circuited wire in her brain. "You can just say whatever you want!"

Alice looked at him doubtfully and asked:

"But when you pretend to be a fool, you're not at all the same as you usually are. You...well, anyway, you're acting really well!"

Klein, who became a negative example, remained silent.

Alice looked at the silent Klein, blinked, and tried to understand his words.

I am an angel... The Fool is a god, he is a fool, but he is not a god...

Fortunately, Alice's habit of giving up thinking for a long time did not completely abandon Alice's idle brain. This long-lost use was still smooth, and Alice successfully figured out the cause and effect:

"I see!

“You are not really a god, but the Fool is, so you have to pretend to be one!

"But I... I am really an angel, I really existed in the past, and I left history...

"So I don't have to act, I just need to reply normally!"

She actually really understood it, and it was a completely correct idea... For a moment, Klein was so moved that he wanted to cry. (End of chapter)