Mystery: Lucky

Strictly speaking, the name "Dolly Amon" was first used by her to scold Amon for being a scholar, but he later returned it.

But she has to admit that this name is really useful, especially when she is really learning from Amon.

Alice noticed that the bishop had moved his gaze here, which was also her purpose - because Anderson lacked understanding of Amon and could not produce immersive terror just because of a name.

Her purpose was just to recreate the scene in the revelation where "Anderson was mistaken for Amon".

However, after saying this, Alice suddenly had a strange feeling.

At a certain moment, something seemed to touch her spirituality, and she suddenly felt that she should look for the "Chaos Walker" potion.

...Isn't this right?

This feeling should be a premonition after the promotion ceremony is completed, that is to say, she has just disrupted a certain story that has been determined and written a new story - although it may only be the beginning.

But the problem is... Alice always feels that she has broken a certain story long ago. The story that she does not know the content of has become a brand new story so far. Just like Klein said, she is the new protagonist.

If she had to struggle with the "Mage of Doom" stage, she had never thought about the possibility of performing a ritual at the "Chaos Walker" stage.

——Isn’t that already completed?

So, what did she mess up just now?

No, what did she just do?

...Pretending to be Amon?

But, this doesn't seem to be the first time she pretends to be Amon...

Is there anything different this time than before?

Inspiration refused to remind her on this matter, so Alice could only think hard on her own. After a short period of thinking, she decided to seek help from the great detective Mr. Sherlock Moriarty.

He must be good at reasoning.

Putting this matter aside for the moment, with Anderson's half-perplexed and half-uneasy expression, Alice leaned close to him and continued to speak to him in the same intimate tone just now:

"Welcome to join us.

"Anderson Amon."

After doing this, her figure disappeared from the church.

…

The huge Backlund actually hides many clones of Amon, whether they are microorganisms in the air, birds flying in the sky, or ants crawling on the road.

——If you are lucky enough, you can try to catch a dog tongue-kissing on the roadside, and maybe you can experience the feeling of tongue-kissing the great Angel of Time.

Of course, if you plan to implement this, the first thing to note is that Amon generally does not go near urban areas, especially churches. He has always respected the true God.

However, the Amons seemed to be particularly excited today.

This didn't just happen in Backlund. In fact, it happened all over the world. If it weren't for the signal delay caused by the seal, it would have included inside the "Land Abandoned by Gods".

In short, at a certain moment, the basin of water named "Amon" suddenly boiled, and the Amons all looked in a certain direction and said in unison:

"Welcome to join us.

"Dolly Ammon."

The sound was not loud. Although there were a lot of them, after all, the density of Amon who were not gathered together was relatively low, so few people noticed all this. If there were any... they would probably join this big family. Already?

Alice, who was in the church, was even less likely to know all this. She just hid in place, and after confirming that Anderson had to start proving to the church that he was still him, she snickered and fled the scene of the crime.

Wearing that monocle.

Alice did not immediately go to find Klein. This was of course an important thing, but Alice thought that although she didn't know what happened, it was still a good thing, so she could celebrate with a cup of ice cream first.

Yes, she admitted she just wanted ice cream.

Alice found an ice cream stand on the street. As she walked carelessly, she remembered another thing.

It was not difficult for Alice to learn the power of a magical item, so she walked on the streets, combined its power and appearance, and began to think about whether this thing should have a name.

——We can’t still call them “rich accessories”.

The first idea to make a "money-making accessory" in the shape of a monocle was a pointless act of venting anger on the part of Alice.

As Alice said at the time, she hoped that the "Key of Light" would encounter a completely unruly player and completely destroy his game.

Of course, it is definitely unrealistic to expect Amon. To be honest, Alice feels that the real master of Source Castle is more suitable for this role.

Amon is more of a meal replacement.

Because of this, even though she put this monocle on her right eye, Alice knew better than anyone else that this thing was of no use to her at all, not even as good as the ice cream in her hand.

At least it tastes good.

Facing this monocle, which had far greater symbolic meaning than practical significance, Alice murmured thoughtfully:

"Choose a more auspicious name, at least it sounds nice...

"Hmm, do you want to call it a 'good luck accessory'?

"No, no, this is too hasty... Well, why not just call it 'Lucky Star'!"

A name that was not much more serious than "good luck accessory" was decided upon.

…

When he heard the call to prayer, Klein had just finished finalizing the list of servants.

Although he was very suspicious that this was Alice looking for him again, Klein still dutifully found the bathroom as quickly as possible and went above the gray fog to check the source of the sound.

The crimson star belonging to Alice was swelling as expected. Klein reached out his spirit to check and heard Alice's familiar voice:

"Great detective~ can you help me make a deduction?

"Please, Detective Sherlock Moriarty~

"By the way, you should have sorted it out by now, right? Can I go find you?"

It doesn't seem to be an emergency... Klein shook his head, pondered for a moment and then responded:

“Three o’clock in the afternoon…well, three to three forty-five in the afternoon.

"Don't get caught."

He can still trust Alice in this regard. Although Alice has done ridiculous things like making Admiral Amilius' pants fall down, at least she has not exposed it to outsiders. Admiral Amilius is actually a very good person. Man Sparrow.

Just like Alice who promised him to wait until his return on the "Future", although she was...interested in Frank Lee, she actually didn't do anything.

She just likes to play a little bit, not really indifferent.

With trust in Alice, Klein walked out of the bathroom, and after three o'clock in the afternoon, he ordered the servants:

"I'm used to taking a nap for three-quarters of an hour at this time. Don't let anyone disturb me."

This advice is not just for Alice. In fact, while this is mostly for the Tarot sessions every Monday at 3pm, the next order is really about Alice:

"...Make an ice cream and send it over."

Klein clearly noticed the flash of doubt in the eyes of his valet, his housekeeper, and his various servants.

He knew what they were wondering, after all, eating ice cream before a nap did sound like a weird habit.

But——Alice only has so many hobbies in total.

So, when Alice appeared in Mr. Fool's bedroom, a piece of ice cream was pushed in front of her.

Alice subconsciously picked up the ice cream and took a scoop, then asked him excitedly:

"Are you really not considering giving yourself another daughter or sister?"

After a pause, she added:

"If you are not worried that someone will think you are a pervert, you can be a lover..."

"...What's the matter with you?" Klein looked at Alice indifferently, ignored her words, and asked her.

Alice shrugged her shoulders and avoided the topic wisely:

"I want you to help me find out what the differences are between the several times I pretended to be Amon.

"Well, to be precise, what is the difference between this time and the previous times?"

Klein motioned with his eyes for her to continue.

Alice then blinked and recounted the details of how she got the monocle back from Anderson Hood:

"Here's the thing, you remember Anderson, right? It's this monocle that I got back from him."

Klein glanced at Alice and asked her, "...you pretended to be Amon in front of Anderson?"

"...Yes." Alice nodded.

Klein glanced at Alice and guessed: "The effect shouldn't be very good, right? After all, Anderson doesn't even know who Amon is."

This is a fact. Alice nodded and explained:

"Yes, but my original purpose was not to scare him... What happened was, I met him in the Night Church.

“He was talking so irritatingly, you know, and when I got angry, I thought… well, I was going to find something for him.

"For example, let him prove in the Church of the Night that he is indeed himself, not Amon."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched, and he quickly imagined the scene at that time, and nodded in understanding.

He did not reprimand Alice for this matter, because as Alice said, Anderson's mouth was really mean, and he believed that this was the result of Alice's restraint.

"Tell me about the process?" He gestured.

Alice replied as she recalled:

"First, Anderson returned the monocle to me, but what he said was so irritating that I couldn't hold it back for a while, so...

"Ah, I know!"

Alice suddenly reached out and slapped the table in front of her, sat upright excitedly, and said with shining eyes:

"I know this time is different from before!"

Detective Sherlock Moriarty, who had not yet begun to take effect, looked at Alice with a puzzled look.

Alice then shrank her shoulders and muttered to him:

"I didn't know it would be like this."

Klein didn't pay much attention to this matter, but asked curiously:

"So, what's the difference? By the way, how did you notice the difference?"

So Alice answered his questions one by one:

"Because my promotion ceremony was suddenly completed, I feel that this time is different from before...

"The difference, I think, is... only this time, I personally said that I am Amon.

“Because I remember that before, when I pretended to be Amon, I always put on a monocle and imitated Amon’s speech and so on.

"I, I have never opened my mouth to tell others that I am Amon. It is all other people's imagination."

Klein was slightly startled, then frowned, and was very keenly aware of one thing:

"... In other words, for Amon, speaking certain words personally from his mouth represents some different meanings?

"You..."

He frowned and began to look at Alice with a worried look.

"... I won't suddenly become Amon one day!" Alice defended herself angrily, "No matter what, I am an angel, I won't be so powerless to fight back!"

Klein made his worried eyes more careful, trying not to be noticed by Alice.

But this could not be hidden from Alice. Alice gritted her teeth angrily, glared at Klein, and then analyzed:

"It should be related to His authority, right? After all, it was a 'mistake'...

"This kind of verbal recognition and promise may be replaced by something like a contract?

"In addition, this should be a good thing - a good thing in the general direction.

"So can you take back your worried eyes!"

Klein obediently took back his eyes.

Alice calmed her anger with a big mouthful of ice cream, then frowned and continued:

"But I'm really curious, what exactly does Amon want from me... If, I mean if, I say in person that I am Amon, what important meaning does it represent."

"...He wants an avatar at the level of the 'Hidden Sage'?" Klein guessed reasonably.

"?" Alice glared at him, "I said I won't suddenly become Amon!"

"Okay," Klein nodded obediently, "So, what do you think you are of use to Amon?"

Alice was choked. Although this sentence sounded like scolding her, Alice couldn't refute it because she couldn't figure out what she was of use to Amon.

Alice frowned and tried to analyze calmly:

"In fact, in theory, to judge what Amon wants from me, we should first judge His purpose."

This is correct. Klein nodded and agreed with her words.

Alice then continued hesitantly:

"Let's first assume that Amon is probably just doing it for fun..."

"Ah?" Klein looked at Alice with a look that seemed to be hesitant to speak.

From his point of view, this incarnation of fraud and mischief sounds at least smarter than the eternally innocent child - fun may just be an appearance.

"Let's assume first," Alice said calmly, "If he is just doing it for fun, then, in order to have more fun... He needs to become a god!" (End of this chapter)