Mystery: Lucky

The good news is that what worried Alice did not happen, and Archbishop Anthony responded to her calmly: "Of course."

Alice gave Anthony a quizzical look.

She doesn't think her lying skills are superb, although part of the reason is that she often doesn't cover up, like just now.

But Anthony seems to have always been like this. He will not have doubts about any of his actions, or has ever had them, but he never takes the initiative to ask.

Is it to... "keep secrets"?

Alice looked at Anthony thoughtfully and saw him stand up and open the bookcase behind him.

There were densely packed books inside. Alice took a cursory glance at the side of the book cover. Information such as time and place were neatly marked on it, and information on extraordinary people, extraordinary events, etc. were placed in categories. Of course, there were also various versions of holy scriptures.

This looks like a filing cabinet...

Alice looked away dizzily. Anthony took out a holy book, put it on the table, and said to Alice:

"This is a sample of the most recent edition of the Holy Code, but of course it cannot be taken away from here.

"But from your description...it seems like what you need can be taken away?"

In fact, it's not that necessary... Alice glanced at the holy book.

She really didn't have much need to take away the holy scriptures. After all, she had plenty of ways to recall what she had read, but she really didn't listen during the lecture.

But Alice still asked: "Um...is there any?"

——As a favored person of the goddess, it would be outrageous to not even have a holy scripture at home!

With such thoughts in mind, Alice cast her earnest eyes on Archbishop Anthony.

As if receiving her gaze, Archbishop Anthony said in a gentle voice:

"The bishop of the church will preach the Holy Scriptures to the believers. If you need it, you can also buy a copy and take it back after the preaching."

Purchase... Alice continued to look at Archbishop Anthony with that earnest look.

...Is she short of money?

Thinking of Alice's concern about salary, doubts flashed in Anthony's mind, and he continued:

"...Of course, generally speaking, as a saint of the church, if you want, you can go and get a holy book."

"Great!" Alice laughed happily, "Then shall I go?"

"...Well," Archbishop Anthony put away the questions in his mind and nodded, "You can come to me again when you are ready for the digestion of the potion."

Alice was so happy that she left Anthony's office in high spirits - without even remembering to hide her presence.

This was bad news. This was not the first time that she appeared in the underground of St. Samuel's Church with her true face and openly. But today, there was an acquaintance of hers in the underground of St. Samuel's Church.

To be precise, there was an acquaintance of Alice Kingsley, a nighthawk from Tingen City.

——The protagonist of the era, Leonard Mitchell.

Alice only realized this when she saw the striking face. To be honest, it wasn't too surprising. She knew that Leonard was now a red glove, and that Sost, whom she had just met, was Captain of a certain Red Glove team.

But she wasn't sure how she should react.

Frankly speaking, Alice is actually a little afraid of meeting her former acquaintances. The captain's "Your Excellency" finally reminded her that everything has changed, and her relationship with other people will never return to the past.

Facing his former teammates who came back from the dead, Leonard himself was obviously full of shock. The reminder from a few months ago suddenly came to mind again:

"Did you know that the protagonist of the era cannot actually die? Even if he dies, he will push his way out of the grave~"

…Could it be that the protagonist of this era really is someone else?

Looking at Alice resurrected from the dead, an uneasy thought broke into Leonard's mind.

He didn't speak for a while, and Alice's eyes were fixed on him, and she didn't move for a while. Sost, who was on the side, noticed this scene and suddenly smiled:

"I almost forgot. I remember that in the information, you were teammates before, so you should know each other, right?"

This shattered Leonard's last hope. He realized that the girl standing in front of him was not a girl who looked similar to his old friend, nor was she changed through a magical item, but the real old friend.

Alice glanced at Sost and realized that this person knew her, or had seen her information before.

...maybe incidental.

Alice glanced at Leonard and thought it was normal for Sost to get information about her team members.

What's more, even without this incident, she seemed to have been very famous within the Nighthawks before... the kind of fame that had ornamental value.

While Alice was thinking, Sost had already introduced himself:

"You don't know this one yet, do you?

"This is the church's new saint, Your Excellency Alice Kingsley. If you look up her information, you will find..."

After showing a mysterious smile, Sostra introduced in a long tone to other people in the hall:

"This Your Excellency died in the incident involving the descendants of the evil god in Tingen City more than half a year ago."

Sost's tone was exaggerated and showy, because he judged from Archbishop Anthony's unabashed attitude and Alice's natural walking out that this was something that did not need to be concealed.

He never considered the possibility that Lady Alice might have forgotten to hide it.

Of course, even if he thought of it, Sost would not take it seriously. After all, Archbishop Anthony could not stop Alice!

Taking a step back, even if Archbishop Anthony really didn't stop Alice, he would have to stop him and tell him not to say anything, right? Since Archbishop Anthony's attitude is so clear, he must be able to say it!

There is nothing wrong with this idea in conclusion.

Such an introduction naturally attracted a burst of shock and astonishment. Among the many eyes, those belonging to Leonard, and those belonging to a certain Shi Angel's former lover who did not want to be named, were not so conspicuous. .

So Alice naturally followed these gazes and withdrew her gaze, tilted her head, gave a tentative smile, raised her hand and shook it twice to greet everyone:

"……Hi?

"How are you?"

She looked around with hesitant eyes. The Nighthawks and Red Gloves who had either seen or not seen each other looked at each other, but it was Leonard who spoke first:

"haven't seen you for a long time.

"Your Mightiness."

The tone was no longer as casual as before, with a rare formality. Alice realized that Leonard's mood was definitely not wonderful - this could actually be seen from the title.

This is the second "Your Excellency" that Alice has received from an old friend.

She suddenly began to hate this title. The good news was that her identity and status did not require her to hide her displeasure, so she glanced at Leonard very unhappily, and blocked her mouth with the same unhappy look. of people.

Next, after taking a holy book from the floor of the church, Alice left the church.

After she left, Leonard did not hide anything. He stood up and said:

"Sorry... I thought I might need to be alone for a while."

No one was surprised by this. He suddenly saw his former teammate who had come back from the dead and found that he had become a saint. Leonard's reaction was so calm that he easily gained some space to be alone.

He walked into an office alone, closed the door, and did not set up a spiritual barrier. Firstly, he couldn't wait, and secondly, he didn't need to worry about what he was going to do next.

In the deserted secret room, under the Holy Emblem of Night, Leonard's impatient voice rang out:

"Old man, what did you find?"

After a moment of silence, an old voice that only Leonard could hear sounded leisurely:

"You are becoming more and more rude."

After a short pause, the old voice continued:

"There's nothing wrong with her."

"Huh?" Leonard's expression was surprised for a moment, and he soon relaxed, "That's right, if she had a problem, she wouldn't appear here... She should at least appear behind the Chanis Gate."

He was even in the mood for a joke.

The owner of the old voice didn't seem to find the joke funny, and added slowly:

"No.

"That's the biggest problem."

Leonard was stunned on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the voice said like a mockery and a reminder:

"The little girl who was originally an ordinary person accidentally swallowed the extraordinary properties after a 'lucky person' accidentally fell to death in front of her. She became an extraordinary person without any injuries, but the price she paid was only Lost all memories...

"After that, he stayed at the 'lucky one' for three years without any sign of promotion, until he died unexpectedly...

"More than half a year later, she suddenly appeared again, and was known to the outside world as a saint - was she really just a saint?

"The last person I saw who liked to wear a monocle on his right eye was..."

The voice paused and did not continue the topic, but turned to another chapter and said:

"Of course, the most important thing is that I didn't notice anything wrong with her before I came up with the idea of ​​stealing her fate!"

Leonard was a little confused by this string of words. It took him a while to figure out the logic, and he caught the last sentence and asked:

"Stealing her destiny?"

The voice paused longer this time, and seemed to say with a guilty conscience:

"I just wanted to borrow some good luck from her...just a little bit, it won't hurt her, and I will pay it back later."

"That is to say..." Leonard thought carefully, "There is a problem with her fate, but this problem is hidden?"

The old voice expressed approval, so Leonard asked again:

"Old man, do you know who hid it?"

As soon as the words came out, they both fell silent because the answer seemed obvious - at least to one of them.

Leonard didn't speak or move for a long time. After an unknown amount of time passed, he slowly exhaled, looked up at the Holy Emblem of the Night, and drew a crimson mark on his chest reverently. Moon pattern.

"Praise the goddess," he said.

On the other side, Alice returned home holding the fresh holy book.

As she said, she was not familiar with the Holy Scriptures of the Church of the Night. If she were asked to preach, she probably wouldn't be able to explain the complete teachings. The most familiar part she could memorize was the honorific name of the goddess.

She really didn't pay much attention to the lecture.

The Holy Book of the Church of the Night has many parts. The main part is called "Revelation of the Night", which tells the birth of the world and the origin of the goddess, as well as a large number of myths and legends about the goddess.

Of course, there are also things like doctrine hidden in it, but Alice is not looking for this. She didn't even look at the chapters recording saints and angels, after all, that was too far away from her purpose.

Alice is looking for the poems in "Apocalypse of the Night".

In Alice's unclear memory of the Holy Scripture, "Apocalypse of the Night" records a lot of poems, which is why Alice did not judge that "midnight poets" can't write poems because of Leonard.

Leonard may be just a special case among "midnight poets".

But after re-reading the poems in "Apocalypse of the Night" carefully, Alice's answer became uncertain again.

Of course, she didn't know every poem, because although "Apocalypse of the Night" also used modern poems, most of them were English poems, and the meanings after translation were originally very different. With the translated poems in her memory, Alice was not sure even if she occasionally bumped into them.

But compared with other literary genres, poetry, especially translated poetry, has a unique and easy-to-identify point-rhyme and meaning.

Poems that express multiple meanings with vague and concise words will make people feel a little weird when there is no corresponding cultural background.

In addition, some poems do not have correct rhymes... In fact, it is not enough to serve as evidence.

These groundless speculations can only prove that the goddess is a bad poet like Leonard. Moreover, the poems in the holy book may not all be written by the goddess.

Who knows which "talented" pope?

Alice closed the holy book with a sad face, holding her cheek and sighing:

"Goddess... are you a time traveler?

"If you are, can you make this holy book disappear? "

She threw the Holy Scripture on the table without any hope, looked at it with a bitter face, and then sat up straight.

--In front of her, the Holy Scripture disappeared bit by bit, as if it was erased by an eraser.

Alice looked at the place where the Holy Scripture disappeared, blinked twice in a daze, and then stretched out her hand hesitantly, trying to touch the place where the Holy Scripture was just.

There was nothing there.

Alice slowly withdrew her hand, looked at her white palm a little absent-mindedly, and then looked at the empty table. After a long time, she tentatively shouted:

"... Goddess?"

Her voice floated in the air as always, disappearing in the empty room, no one responded, as if no one was looking here. (End of this chapter)