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if shame can play the same role as gunpowder, Klein felt that he could definitely be ignited by the scorching temperature on his face and explode into a firework.
He was stunned, with his mouth open as if his tongue was tied, and he was stunned for a long time before he waited for Alice to confirm again.
"Do you want it or not?"
This is not something that can be easily decided by nodding or shaking your head!
Klein felt that he was about to be burned out by her hint. Half embarrassed and half collapsed, he grabbed the girl's slender and weak wrist so that the heart that was about to jump out of his chest could be farther away from her.
"You...you...now is not the time to say such things! Please, I beg you, I am really tired today, and I don't have the energy to...to do these...these..."
The second half of the words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Well, which ones? What are you talking about?"
Even in the dim environment, Klein could imagine the girl's expression at this time from her surprised and puzzled questioning.
"I just asked because I saw you were tired. Well, you probably misunderstood what I meant..."
As she spoke, Alice seemed to raise her left hand that was not held by him, gently touched his right wrist, and chanted a mysterious syllable in a low voice.
A strange, clear and green magical aura appeared in response, lighting up from her hand like a firefly on a summer night, and dispelling the darkness that filled the room.
Klein no longer cared about how soft and tender the girl's hand was.
A strange feeling of coolness, warmth and comfort rose from the place where it was touched, and then spread to the entire arm as she gently stroked it upwards, until it approached the shoulder, she withdrew her hand, and the mysterious green aura dissipated in an instant, and the wonderful "warm current" that permeated the right arm gradually subsided, as if it had never appeared and returned to silence.
But he knew that the feeling just now was not an illusion.
"Come on, move your right arm and see... You, do you really need me to explain it clearly?"
Alice sighed, turned around and walked to the bedroom door to turn on the light. She saw Klein doing the flexion and extension of his right arm with a strange expression in the bedroom that had regained its brightness.
After repeating the movement of his right arm several times, he stopped, took out a gold coin, threw it up and caught it, but his expression became even weirder, and he cast an awkward look at her.
"You should understand now, I mean, like just now, to help you recover from physical fatigue." As she explained, she approached Klein again and made a caressing gesture as if to signal him - this action, combined with the brown-framed glasses she was wearing at the moment, actually performed a bit of indescribable contrast and playfulness, "Because there must be direct physical contact, and I don't know how to give people a massage, I can only express it this way... Is there a problem?"
- There is a problem! A big problem! You didn't explain clearly how and where to touch! Anyone would misunderstand!
Klein covered his face with one hand and lowered his head. He really wanted to make a hole in the floor and hide there.
But Alice obviously would not give him a chance to escape. She pointed at the bed with an extremely serious and innocent look on her face and said:
"Okay, since you have no objection, I assume you agree. Now please lie down. I want to continue."
"...No, I didn't say yes!" Klein blushed and looked up to argue.
"Then just say no clearly." As if she had deliberately given him time to refuse, Alice waited silently for three or four seconds, then blinked and smiled, "Look, you didn't say no either, so I just assumed you were shy and embarrassed to tell the truth... Well, did I understand correctly?"
"Okay, please stop talking..." After struggling for a long time, Klein simply gave up struggling and opened his arms and said, "Just do it this way. It feels too strange to lie down..."
"Since you insist—" Alice muttered indifferently, and then put aside her distracting thoughts. She gently held up her still slightly trembling left arm with her right hand, and began to seriously focus on the control of the transformation of the spell and the flow of magic power, carefully caressing every inch of the warm human body.
...
Gritting his teeth to hold back the moan that almost came out of his mouth, Klein began to regret not listening to her advice and lying down on the bed.
The green light like a firefly brought a strange magic that made people reborn. The parts of the body that had come into contact with it, such as the arms, shoulders, back, and chest, all regained their normal vitality. There was no soreness, and no longer felt weak...
But!
But the electric-like comfort that spread throughout the body during the recovery process...
It was not good! It was very bad!
In order to avoid being discovered by the girl's extremely embarrassing reaction, Klein had to take a step back to avoid her when the little hand slid down to the waist and abdomen, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
Fortunately, his pajamas were loose enough, so as not to make the situation too difficult to deal with.
"Okay, okay, I think this is enough. I can't bother you to use magic to help me recover from fatigue..." In order to change the subject, he even had to raise an awkward but polite smile, hoping to fool him.
Alice moved her fingers, and the magic light on her hands gradually faded. She looked at him calmly:
"Don't be shy, it's normal to feel it. The recovery process is only halfway through, your lower half..."
"Stop, stop, stop, why are you so skilled..." Klein raised his hands in surrender, and he really didn't dare to hear the overly straightforward words from her.
His heart couldn't bear it!
"It seems that you really misunderstood something." Alice frowned slightly, and sat down beside him with a serious expression, looking directly into the brown eyes that tried hard to avoid her, "Relax, don't be nervous... Um, have I ever told you about my previous career orientation?" Career
orientation? What is that... Why did you suddenly bring up this topic?
Klein was confused for a moment, then he remembered the power system of her hometown, the fantasy games she played before she traveled through time, and the team system for players of different professions in the game. He gradually regained his composure, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and asked tentatively:
"Is it similar to the functional positioning in a squad or team?"
Seeing her nod silently, Klein felt more and more puzzled: "Witch... Ahem, magician should be the role of turret output, what else is possible, uh-"
Wait, no way, she can restore the physical strength of others, could it be...
As if to verify his outrageous guess, Alice nodded solemnly and raised her hand to adjust her glasses.
"It was a mistake. I don't think I ever told you that I have been working as a healer for quite a long time. After all, for tasks like ruins exploration and monster nest cleaning, hiring a healer can avoid many unexpected casualties and save the consumption of alchemical potions. So usually, healers are very popular with all kinds of adventure teams..." "
But, but you are a magician who studies spells, right? How did you think of becoming a healer!"
Klein was confused: According to his understanding, healers who can add blood and restore in the game should all be priests or clergymen; plus, the abilities shown by this witch lady from another world so far are still in line with his longing for "magic", so she must be a powerful magician...Chapter.44 Witch Treatment Experiment (Page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter But now she said that she was actually a healer standing in the back? !
It was so ridiculous. Maybe one day she would tell him that she could not only heal, but also perform various illusions and mirror spells, enter dreams, travel in the astral plane, and could actually transform and fight for world peace like the Magic Girl. He might not be surprised...
"Spells also include healing spells. Magic is a huge and profound subject. Don't constrain it with fixed thinking." Perhaps seeing the strange look on his face, "Why didn't you mention it before?", Alice held her chin with one hand and sighed deeply, "Without pain, there is no point in using healing spells... Have you ever been injured before?" "
...No." Klein shook his head dully.
The only time he could be considered injured was when he had just traveled through time and woke up from the original owner who was "started"... and he didn't know this witch lady at that time.
Alice didn't know what he was thinking, but she continued to explain in detail without joking,
"In short, not all recovery spells need to touch every part of the human body to be effective like just now... The spell just now was a special case. Normally, I don't restore people's physical strength directly. This time it can only be said to be an attempt... Well, since you refuse, forget the rest. It can also provide a reference for comparison. Next, I will observe you for a while."
"Are you treating me as a guinea pig?!" Klein was shocked and even forgot that the other party didn't know the meaning of the word "guinea pig". He just said the complaints in his heart.
Fortunately, Alice's world seemed to have similar sayings.
She glanced at him, lowered her head and took out something that looked like a timer from the pocket of a formal coat, and said casually:
"Don't worry, don't worry, you are not the first subject. I have tried it on other people and animals, and even on myself... So far, no one has shown any abnormalities."
... Fuck. Only this word kept echoing in Klein's mind.
Sure enough, she wouldn't be so kind as to help him for free... Experimenting on others, or even herself? Calling her a witch was indeed not wrong...
"Before, your muscle fibers, joint ligaments, and some soft tissues were slightly damaged, so I performed some detailed repairs and adjustments... Although I can't guarantee that I'm the best therapist, I've treated quite a few patients and injured people during my journey, so I'm not helpless in the other world... Of course, I admit that the physical composition of extraordinary people is indeed different from that of ordinary people on your side and humans on my side, but this is not an insurmountable difficulty..."
Perhaps to kill the boring observation time, Alice muttered to herself, opening and closing the cover of the timing device again and again, lowering her eyes and repeating this mechanical action.
Seeing that her attention did not seem to be completely focused on him, Klein quietly took out his beloved topaz pendulum from under the pillow and made it float vertically above the ground. Then he focused his mind, maintained a meditative state, and silently said in his heart:
"The power that was just exerted on me is harmful to me!"
"The power that was just exerted on me is harmful to me!"
...
After repeating this seven times, he opened his almost black eyes and saw the topaz pendulum pulling the silver chain in his hand, slowly rotating counterclockwise.
This means that the spell she just used on him would not harm him.
Klein was slightly relieved, and when he came back to his senses, he heard the girl's narration enter a new paragraph.
"--Speaking of which, I also worked as a battlefield healer for a period of time, but it was really only a short period of time... I was laid off after only three weeks of working in the barracks, and I was a temporary worker who didn't even get my commission... There was nothing I could do. The capital of the Kingdom of Eviande fell, and the surviving royal family members were thrown into prison. The nobles who had some sense turned against the enemy country, leaving only those loyal people who truly loved the country to be pushed out to take the blame... That period was really chaotic. If I coveted the commission, I might get into trouble, so I ran away to other areas..."
Huh? When did I jump to this topic? Klein opened his mouth, feeling confused as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start to interrupt. He turned around and saw that she had stopped the repetitive action of opening and closing the watch cover, and looked at her hands with a slightly dark look.
"There is no hell more terrible than a battlefield. If there is, it is the tents in the camp where the wounded are placed by the warring armies..."
But in just a moment, Alice raised her head, her tone returned to normal and she smiled at him.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. It's not interesting anyway. You seem to be in good condition and there are no abnormalities. That's it for tonight. I won't disturb your rest."
As she spoke, she had put away the timekeeping device in her hand and stood up leisurely. The hem of her knee-length black long skirt designed in the style of Intis swept across his trouser legs. The series of movements were smooth and natural, just like her every time she did her own thing.
"Good night, Klein."
In fact, he wanted to talk to her for a while longer, even if it was a topic that was not very nutritious and interesting...
Before he could react to the thoughts in his mind, Klein subconsciously followed and stood up.
"Wait."
"Anything else?" Alice stopped and turned around to look at him with a little confusion.
"...You seem very busy these past two days? Is it because of your new job? I heard Melissa mention it this morning... Well, wearing glasses is also necessary for the new job?"
What the hell am I talking about! It's all mixed up! Klein wanted to swallow all these nonsense back into his stomach.
She seemed not to notice his abnormality, and smiled as she pushed the frame on her nose.
"Well, yes, if you wear glasses, you will look more mature than usual, and more suitable for a work environment - how about it, do you look good?"
After struggling for a few seconds, he answered in a very low voice: "... Looks good." After
answering, Klein felt as if his face was about to burn again, so he tried to swallow more of the retention that was about to come out of his mouth, maintained his normal expression, and nodded slightly to say good night to the girl.
After sending her out of the house and closing the door, he sat down against the back of the door as if exhausted.
Legs, his legs, almost cramped!
No, it would be best to disinfect the gray fog before going to bed to remove the influence of her enchanting ability on him...
With all sorts of messy thoughts in mind, Klein pinched his brows, stood up shakily, and walked towards the bathroom.Chapter.45 Azik's Tips (Page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page The next day, Klein was awakened by the pain of sore muscles in his legs. He felt as if his upper and lower body were completely split in half, and he was in great pain.
If he had known earlier, he should have asked Alice to help him last night...
No, no, he would be so embarrassed in front of her! He had to
avoid that kind of loss of composure at all costs!
After reaffirming his belief in himself, Klein climbed out of bed in one go, and then he gasped several times in pain.
"Today is to make up for yesterday's rotation. I don't have to go to work, but unfortunately I still have to get up as scheduled to visit my tutor at the university..." When he thought of the long and distant journey, he felt a faint pain in his forehead.
Fortunately, his upper body, including his arms and waist, did not feel any discomfort at all, and it was so normal that he had the urge to cry. After getting up, he even limped to the corner of the room, turned out the dressing mirror covered by the dust cloth, and looked at himself in the mirror.
After comparing his appearance with his memory, Klein sighed in disappointment. He found that he had not grown abdominal muscles and biceps overnight. He could only pull his shirt back on and shook his head with emotion:
"It would be great if I could quickly reshape my body... But if I could really reshape my body, wouldn't I have become a well-developed upper body and skinny lower limbs... It's strange to think about it. If I go out, people will think I'm a curly-haired baboon who has shaved all his body hair?"
He was amused by his own imagination, and shook his head with a smile. He gritted his teeth and endured the muscle pain in his legs with a mentality of finding joy in suffering, and slowly moved out of the house. After going
downstairs to have breakfast and watching Benson and Melissa go out to work and school, Klein felt that the deadly pain was slightly relieved. He was ready to sit on the sofa and rest for a while before leaving for Hoy University.
But he suddenly realized a problem, a problem that he had deliberately ignored for a long time, and only came to his mind today when he had time to rest and think.
Alice has been absent from breakfast at the Moretti family for three whole days.
One or two days can be said to be accidental, but can three consecutive days of absence mean something?
With this in mind, Klein looked out the hallway and noticed that the pair of high-heeled shoes that clearly belonged to Miss Witch were still on the shoe rack.
Because of this, Benson and Melissa both believed that Alice had changed her job schedule to stay up late and come home late, so they agreed that they should not disturb her rest in the early morning. As a result, the siblings got up and opened and closed the door less frequently.
But Klein had a vague intuition that things might not be as they thought.
Otherwise, he should go upstairs to see her...
After hesitating for a few seconds, he stood up with his sore legs, walked back upstairs with difficulty, and came to the closed door of the guest room. At the same time, he took out a gold coin with a dragon and lion pattern from his pocket.
"There is no one in the room in front of me now..."
With the help of the simplified dream divination method, Klein threw the gold coin and caught it again. Not surprisingly, he saw the seal pattern on the front of the gold coin facing up - as long as the question was not clearly directed at Alice and had a certain connection with himself, he could successfully get the answer to the divination like this.
He wanted to be reserved and knock on the door symbolically, or think about the consequences of trespassing into the girl's private room, but when he recalled her unreasonable "ambush" last night, he suddenly felt that there was no need to be polite with this evil witch, and he pressed the door handle with confidence.
Creaky -
the unlocked door was easily opened by him and gradually opened inward.
Klein took a cautious look and confirmed that there was really no one in sight before he walked in with confidence.
Compared to the last time he accidentally broke in, this guest room seemed much cleaner and tidier.
There was no sundries on the desk, the chair was neatly pushed under the desk, there were no female accessories hanging on the sliding door of the closet, the bed was neatly made, and the quilt that she had used a magical spell to transform into a robe was folded into a small square and placed in the center of the bed...
and so on.
Klein was suddenly stunned.
This room was indeed much tidier, but it seemed... it seemed to lack a sense of life.
He walked closer to the bed and stared at the flat, wrinkle-free bed sheet for a long time. He felt that if he hadn't known in advance that Alice was indeed living here, he would have felt that this room had never welcomed any guests.
After thinking for a few seconds, Klein walked to the window, pulled open the dark gray curtains that were blown up by the wind, and looked out from the half-open window. He found that this window was on the back side of the street, surrounded by a small garden formed by several residential buildings.
Seeing this, he vaguely had a guess in his mind.
That witch lady didn't sleep in the room last night, but went out the window... Maybe she encountered an accident that needed urgent treatment?
Klein could be absolutely sure that she didn't sleep in the bed last night - after all, he had seen her sloppy and never made up the quilt... cough, careless.
But thinking carefully along this line of thought, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
... No, he wasn't worried that Alice would be in danger. Really not!
He was just a little worried that he and his family would be involved in the incident related to her and fall into a dangerous situation.
I hope this is just his overthinking... If he could have a stronger strength than her, maybe he wouldn't be so passive, and he could take the initiative to understand what she is doing and the problems she encounters, then naturally he wouldn't shrink from the unknown like he is now.
"The greater the ability, the greater the risk, the greater the responsibility..."
Klein sighed and decided to try to ask Alice about her recent situation the next time he saw her, and he couldn't let himself continue to be ignorant of her.
Of course, now he should get back on track in his life.
Klein put on his hat, picked up his cane, and returned to his respectable appearance. He walked downstairs, walked out slowly, and took a public carriage to the university.
...
It was summer vacation, and the campus of Hoy University was filled with a peaceful and calm atmosphere.
Under the guidance of Mr. Azik, a teacher and friend of his mentor Cohen Quentin, Klein borrowed the academic monograph related to the main peak of Honachis.
Since he was already a graduate and could not take books outside, he began to read in this familiar yet unfamiliar history department office, and often stopped to turn the pages and write down key information in his notebook.
Seeing that he was reading seriously, Azik did not disturb him. He quietly brought coffee and a small plate with milk and sugar, smiled and waited until he closed the book, and then sat down opposite him.
*"How is it, did you gain anything?"
"A lot, you see, I took a lot of pages of notes."* Klein flipped through his notes, letting the paper full of handwriting flash before their eyes. (*Note: Chapter 98 of the original text)
"I don't know when you started to be interested in this kind of knowledge." Azik sighed and stopped asking questions. Instead, he looked him up and down carefully.
Klein felt a little strange being looked at. In addition, he had already experienced a similar gaze baptism after the greetings at the door. At that time, he was worried whether his clothes were inappropriate...
Chapter.45 Azik's Tips (Page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter But he confirmed that he was dressed in the same formal clothes as he usually wore to work. Of course, he didn't wear that expensive high-end tuxedo suit. He just took out the tie clip with gems and pinned it between the fourth and fifth buttons as a decoration.
The new formal suit purchased with the reimbursement money was decent enough and there shouldn't be anything rude...
Just thinking about this, he looked down and found that the gem part of the tie clip was exposed because of his sitting posture, which made him look a little ostentatious. So he straightened his back and smoothed the wrinkles of his tuxedo jacket.
Seeing this, Azik smiled with a soothing look:
"Haha, don't mind it, Klein. I just think you have changed a lot after not seeing you for a while. If you don't mind my presumptuous guess... I think you are in love?"
Puff. Klein almost choked on his own saliva and coughed twice. The expression on his face became quite uncomfortable.
"Mr. Azik, you... you are quite a joker."
"I'm not kidding. If it's not because of love, why do you only wear one earring? This can only remind me of the romantic agreement with your lover to wear one earring each... And the tie clip, judging by the careful and cherished attitude you have towards it, it must be your token of love." Azik smiled with an elder's tolerance and said meaningfully, "Besides, isn't your reaction now the best proof?"
...How could this be? Although it is far from the truth, the Soul Breath earrings and this tie clip can indeed be regarded as a secret between her and me...
Did I make it so obvious!
Klein pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the leaf-shaped earring.
"Isn't it good for young people to have a lively love affair? There's no need to escape like that. I think you can try to face your heart bravely." Azik pointed to his chest, his expression calm, but his eyes unconsciously revealed a little confusion, "Is this probably... the experience of a veteran? Well, maybe, having such an emotional experience is also a precious treasure in life..."
"But, but I think my relationship with her should not have developed to the point you imagined..." Failed to notice the slight difference in the other party, Klein couldn't help but sketch the girl's appearance in his mind, and at the same time defended himself, "I don't know how she sees me, but I feel about her... This may be difficult to describe to you correctly, but my feelings for her are affected by many external factors, so that I am not sure whether my feelings for her are really between men and women..."
- Rather than saying it was an excuse, it was better to say it was a confession.
Perhaps because he didn't have to pretend to be a couple like he did in front of Benson and Melissa, and didn't have to pretend to be an outsider in the casual conversation with Leonard, Klein rarely unloaded the burdens related to the witch lady and expressed his troubles to Azik.
"The influence of external factors? Do you think that without this external influence, you wouldn't have any feelings for that girl?" Azik, with a bronze complexion, touched the inconspicuous black mole under his right ear and asked him with a smile.
"...I'm not sure. This is what confuses me the most. In addition, I know too little about her. Without knowing what kind of person she is, can this affection really be called love? Maybe I just care about the side of her that she deliberately shows, but I don't really like her." Klein shook his head.
Listening to the troubles of these young people, Azik laughed and said,
"It seems that the girl you care about, Klein, is very attractive, but her personality is quite unpredictable. In fact, as long as you are willing to persist, her mystery and the mysteries around her will fade and be solved one by one as time goes by. When you understand her completely, you may find her boring, or you may fall in love with her because of your deeper understanding of her. Of course, other situations may also occur... No one can be sure of the future. Before knowing the result, at least you should grasp the real things in front of you, so that you may not regret it."
No, Mr. Azik, you don't understand. I even think that my current hesitation is entirely due to the witch's charm... Maybe if I get rid of the fatal charm, I can be calm about her...
Of course, Klein couldn't say this out loud. After all, the teacher who showed a peaceful smile in front of him was indeed thinking about him sincerely, so he had to smile insincerely to deal with the topic.
As if he saw that he didn't want to continue this discussion, Azik smiled and shook his head, pondered for a while, and then brought up another matter.
"Klein, although it's a bit abrupt to change the subject, I found some problems with you... There are some discords in your fate."
...
My fate is discordant?
Klein shook his head and sighed after returning home. He thought to himself that he was a "fortune teller". If a fortune teller like Mr. Azik could see the problem, there was no reason for him to be unaware of it.
But for the sake of caution, he still sat down at the desk and wrote down the coincidences he had encountered recently one by one on a piece of paper.
"While walking in the afternoon, I happened to meet Alice, and she happened to 'take a fancy' to me for robbery..."
"The room opposite the kidnapper happened to be where 'I' had delivered the Antigonus family notebook..."
"After Riel Bibb obtained the notebook, he happened to not escape from Tingen City, and was tracked down by the Sealed Item '2-049'..."
"Alice happened to meet Leonard when she went out, and he fell in love with her at first sight..."
"Selena tried magic mirror divination at her birthday dinner, and I happened to prevent this dangerous accident, and after the accident, her teacher Heinus Vincent suddenly died in his sleep..."
After excluding the incidents related to Alice, the coincidences with accidental elements were reduced to three, and two of them were related to the strange Antigonus family notebook.
——Maybe it's really not just a coincidence?
Klein felt something and took out his pendulum to divine the above questions.
Apart from the two incidents related to Alice, the other three coincidences did not seem to be guided by any extraordinary factors.
But looking at the pendulum rotating counterclockwise, Klein suddenly felt a clear sense of disconnection and strangeness, as if he saw a one plus one equation with the answer of three filled in.
No, something is wrong...
He quickly made a decision, took out a silver knife from the desk drawer, sealed the room with an invisible spiritual wall, and prepared to go to the mysterious gray fog world to divine these coincidences again.
Fifteen minutes later, Klein fell from the palace above the gray fog and returned to reality. He opened his eyes and looked at his bedroom, with obvious fear and joy in his eyes.
"The house with the dark red chimney... and the clues to the 'Joker' potion..."
Chapter.46 Missed (Page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page In the following time, Klein experienced several ups and downs that were too tortuous.
In order to find out the truth behind the Antigonus family notebook incident, he used the method of dream divination in the gray fog to restore the latitude and longitude of the "original owner's" death.
Henas Vincent and another male old man in his fifties may be members of a secret organization. Considering that the captain saw the image of the "real creator" in the former's dream, they are likely to be followers of this evil god...
In short, the two of them sold the notebook to Welch, the classmate of the "original owner", which led to a series of bizarre deaths and indirectly affected his crossing and waking up in the "original owner".
Klein's first thought was naturally to find the old man in the dream revelation.
But a coincidence happened-he ran around for nearly half a day, asking for information everywhere, and finally met this key figure in the library, and was forced to shoot and kill him.
Although Klein successfully obtained the formula of the "Joker" potion through the spiritual communication of ritual magic, the letters found from the old man also showed that he seemed to have accidentally thwarted a terrible conspiracy against the entire city of Tingen.
But he always felt a sense of frustration beyond his fatigue.
The perfect encounter and the perfect killing were like a drama carefully arranged to kill and silence people. He once again became a tool and fell into the arrangement of the mastermind behind the scenes.
Fortunately, the results of divination on the gray fog showed that the coincidences involving Alice were not guided by extraordinary factors or interfered by external forces. They were really just pure coincidences...
Klein was relieved that he didn't have to consider the witch lady in those terrible coincidences. The
ritual magic consumed a lot of his energy. Klein finished the follow-up processing of these things, went home and fell asleep, and woke up when it was almost dinner time.
Remembering that he was going to make tomato stewed oxtail soup today, he jumped out of bed, washed his face simply, went downstairs to the kitchen, put on an apron and started to work.
Thinking that a certain witch lady might come back for dinner, he washed and cut the extra oxtail and tomatoes he bought at noon, poured them into the pot, then added other ingredients, covered the pot, and turned around to cook other side dishes.
I feel like a housewife, waiting for my busy husband to come home for dinner...
When he looked down and saw the apron hanging on his body, Klein complained about himself for no reason.
Unfortunately, until time passed until after eight o'clock in the evening, the delicious food on the Moretti family's table was swept away. Klein had to regretfully admit that his efforts could only be regarded as flirting with the blind.
Obviously, Alice will still be late tonight because of what she called "work reasons."
...Although it was not completely useless, at least Melissa and Benson praised his craftsmanship and claimed that the Blackthorn Security Company had caused Tingen City to lose a chef with outstanding cooking skills.
Well, think about it, Klein, you didn't make dinner specifically for that evil witch whose mind is difficult to guess, so there is no need to feel disappointed about such a small matter.
He said this to himself, patting his full belly with satisfaction, and relaxedly collapsed back in the chair, chatting with his family, enjoying the rare peaceful time.
At this moment, he noticed that Melissa and Benson's eyes were focused on him.
"Klein, I think we need to talk." Seeing his puzzled look, Benson cleared his throat and said seriously.
"Yes, Klein, I think so too." Melissa chimed in, glancing at her second brother's confused expression, and couldn't help but want to sigh.
Klein was puzzled:
"Talk... Of course it's okay, but what should we talk about? What happened?"
After looking at each other, Benson and Melissa turned to this slow-witted guy and began to ask questions one after another.
"Tell me the truth, did you have a conflict with Miss Alice?"
"Klein, haven't you confessed to Miss Alice about the Sunday dinner? You didn't explain to her clearly that you and Elizabeth just chatted for a while, and there was absolutely no other meaning?"
- Wait, wait. Klein felt that he was almost unable to react.
Benson's understanding... There was nothing wrong with it, and it was reasonable to think so.
But sister! Why did you say such a thing! It was as if Alice knew what happened at the dinner that day!
In his confusion, he heard Benson also raised the same question, and then saw Melissa looked up at them calmly.
"I told Miss Alice, isn't that okay?"
...
At the same time as the Moretti family held a family meeting, the door of a private detective agency was pushed open on Bexie Street, several blocks away.
A plump, fair-skinned lady, supported by a young servant, was led into the office of the agency by a detective in a white shirt and black vest.
"Dear madam, we have found all the people who fit your description nearby. Please take a look and see if there is the one you are looking for... Come here, please." Detective Henry said, while attentively gesturing to the sofa combination in the reception area.
But before he could add anything more, the woman, who was three times as wide as him, suddenly screamed in surprise, broke free from the servant's support, and rushed to the reception area like a steam train.
The girl who was sitting quietly on the sofa had beautiful long light golden hair. Even when she suddenly saw the woman's exaggerated sprint, her expression was still calm and peaceful. She even had time to reach out and touch the heads of several small animals around her to calm them down.
"Oh, goddess, how can there be so many cute little cats!"
The wealthy lady forgot her reserve and elegance for a moment, and looked at the six or seven cats on the sofa with a look of surprise and satisfaction.
"Jasmine, my Jasmine... Each of them looks like my little Jasmine!"
Seeing this, the girl wearing glasses cooperated very well and picked up a long-haired cat lying on her legs and making gurgling sounds, and handed it to the lady with a smile.
"My dear, take a look. Is this the Jasmine you have? She has the brown hair you described, the hair on her paws is white, the pads are pink, and her tail is short and powerful..."
"Oh, dear, you are such a good little kitty..." The lady seemed to want to reach out and hug the yawning long-haired cat, but suddenly backed off, "But, but my Jasmine's hair is not that long..."
"Is that so... It's okay, madam, you can hug her. I have cleaned all the cats here and dewormed them. They are very clean. You don't have to worry about getting dirty." The girl didn't need to say more. The woman, who was happy to see the cat, immediately took the well-behaved long-haired cat, held it in her arms and started to suck it hard.
Meow-meow-
the other cats also called one after another, and the whole office was suddenly filled with cat calls of various tones, one after another, so lively.Chapter.46 Missed (Page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter The girl grabbed a naughty kitten that had climbed onto her thighs and was trying to climb higher. She poked its head with her finger and shouted for silence. All the cats immediately stopped and let her pick them up one by one to show them to the lady.
When she saw the third cat, the lady was already a little impatient. She signaled her servants to pick up the remaining cats. She held a cat in each of her arms and raised her head proudly, saying,
"Okay, the commission for you is completed. Now I have decided to take away all the cute little ones here. There shouldn't be any problem for you, right?"
Detective Henry was having a headache about how to deal with these dead cats that were clinging to his assistant in the office. Hearing the lady's words, he naturally nodded in agreement and said with a smile,
"Of course, of course there is no problem, ma'am, you are such a loving and kind lady."
After hitting it off with the client, Detective Henry happily accepted the generous reward handed over by the lady, and happily listened to the miserable howling of the cats, as if they were reluctant to leave and were forcibly carried out of the door of the office.
The young assistant who had played a great role in finding the lost pet had stood up gracefully, showing a little helplessness on her face, and patted the cat hair on her body.
"Mr. Henry, I'm sorry, I may need to use the bathroom upstairs for a while... and I haven't had time to clean up after giving the cats a bath before..."
"Go, Alice, we will be off work soon, you can use the bathroom upstairs at will. Well, I will remember to put the key to the office door on your desk, don't forget to lock the door before you leave."
Detective Henry smiled and took out his pipe, watching her walk through the employee office area separated by the baffle and walk towards the stairwell.
When the girl passed by the desks of the other two employees, the colleagues who had been keeping quiet before relaxed after the client left, and joked with this "the ace pet-finding assistant of the office", and she also responded to them in a humorous and appropriate tone.
Soon, Alice said goodbye to the two friendly detective assistants, walked slowly along the narrow wooden stairs to the third floor, entered the bathroom, locked the door, and walked straight to the mirror at the sink.
She stretched out her hand and pressed it on the surface of the mirror. After pausing for two seconds, the mirror changed like the surface of a lake. At this time, she directly immersed her right hand into it, and ripples appeared on the mirror surface.
Alice closed her eyes silently, borrowed the isolation of the world in the mirror, and used the blood and hair she had obtained as a medium to cast a spell to check the back-up plan she had set up at the bottom of the witch sect.
There was no change worth noting on Madam Beatrice's side, and there was still no news or contact with the "Mourning Lady"...
Witch Triss...
After roughly reading the other party's experience in the past few days, Alice exclaimed slightly in surprise.
This former "assassin" who turned from a man to a woman was very active. After returning to Tingen, he found information about "Claire Sibley" in just two days. He even went to the cemetery where the real Claire was buried and dug up all the graves.
Of course, Alice had already done what he could think of. What
Triss dug up was an empty grave. The original body inside had disappeared strangely and was buried with Edward Barton, who was half a cemetery away.
However, Triss obviously couldn't know the truth buried under this grave. When she saw the empty coffin, she acted like a paranoid madman. She raised the shovel high with joy and resentment, and smashed the coffin into wood chips.
After that, she seemed to have forgotten the person "Claire". She disguised herself as a lonely foreign girl, lured and killed a hapless bachelor, and then moved into his house and began to focus on playing the role of a "witch".
Alice even saw her buying all kinds of black magic materials in the extraordinary material market at the dock from the illusory vision of the spell, and she even ran into Klein by chance on the way.
- But this was just an appearance.
In Alice's perception of her, the frequency and frequency of "looking for Claire" appeared in her mind, almost as much as her thoughts on witch role-playing.
But as expected, the witch sect didn't care about the confidentiality of the "playing method" at all. When they saw a junior member like Triss who was worth training, they would take the initiative to tell the other party about this technique... Moreover, Triss turned out to be the member developed by Madam Sharon!
No matter how you look at it, this world is too small, right?
However, despite her feelings, Alice also failed to find any breakthrough from this transgender witch - the mysterious "Mourning Lady" seemed to have forgotten this abandoned child and never tried to contact her again.
As for the dim altar that had appeared in Triss's dream memories, Alice had also tried every possible way to find its original location, but unfortunately, she had little success.
With a sigh, Alice stopped casting spells, pulled her hand away from the mirror, and opened her eyes to look at the ventilation window above the bathroom.
A small bird had flown in from nowhere and landed on the narrow window sill. It quietly blinked its green bean-sized eyes, turning its head from time to time, staring at the girl in front of the mirror.
Seeing that she finally noticed herself, the white-bellied bird flapped its olive green wings, making a pleasant chirping sound, and swooped towards her, finally landing steadily on the fingers of her raised right hand.
The bird's cry, which was difficult for others to understand, sounded like a child's lively and noisy shouting to her.
"Alice, Alice, how was my performance today? Are those scary brown-haired beasts with whiskers and paw pads the 'Morrie' you were looking for?"
"Well, not bad, but the number you found is a bit beyond my expectation..." Alice used her index finger to tease the fluffy head of the small bird, and the language and tone she uttered had become obscure and out of the scope of human understanding. "Fortunately, the client took all the cats away, otherwise I was really worried that the detective would ask me to find a way to drive the cats away by myself, which would be difficult to do."
For ordinary animals with low mental thinking ability, the charm effect on her body is like a special medicine with fatal attraction. Once it is touched, it is easy to become addicted and difficult to quit...
Usually she deliberately maintains the correction spell to avoid such a situation.
Because the creatures that can be attracted by her in the city will indeed become a terrible group: stray cats and dogs, and birds are still okay, and the combination of various flying insects and reptiles plus mice is too lethal, and ordinary people can't bear it.
But in order to make those cats who struggled desperately after entering the water obey, Alice had to let go of her charm correction on them and chose to transform into human catnip.
The little bird, enjoying the gentle caress of the girl's fingertips, didn't understand her entanglement, and excitedly chirped again:
"So, so, I also helped Alice today, right! I did what Alice asked, then when can Alice do what she promised me?"
The girl stopped rubbing the bird's head.
"You can do it tonight, but only if you have really thought it through... After becoming my official familiar, you will lose many things, including your freedom. It's not too late to regret now. The effect of the 'spiritual enlightenment' I have bestowed on you will last for about six to twelve months. During this period, if you want to return to the previous ignorance and chaos, just tell me-"
"No! I think it's good now! I have never been so clear about myself as I have been in the past few days!" The bird chirped and flapped its wings and flew up, landing on the girl's shoulder, raising its wing tip to rub her ear like a spoiled child, "And after meeting Alice, I can eat delicious berries every day, and I am very happy and interesting. I have already thought about becoming Alice's robin!"
Since it was really impossible to find the unique orange-red breast feathers of the robin on this small bird, Alice could only reach out silently and touch the little guy who insisted on calling himself a robin.
She had tested the intelligence level of this little thing, and the results showed that its thinking ability was approximately equivalent to that of an eight or nine-year-old human child. Logically, it should not be mistaken about its own species... Never
mind, it's a small problem.
"Now that you have thought it through..." Alice lowered her voice and said in a gentle tone, "Then get ready and follow me to a place where you can complete the transformation - well, on the way, you can think carefully about the selection of sequence potions. Remember, you can only choose one from the sequence I provide, and you cannot choose more than one."
"Chi..." Hearing this, the robin couldn't help but make a sad cry, and instantly became dejected.
...
The world in the mirror.
Whenever the alien visitor who calls himself Alice leaves this dimension, strange changes will take place here.
The world filled with countless fragments like a miracle gradually disintegrated, becoming dim little by little, and returning to chaos and distortion without order.
However, in this picture that seemed to usher in the end of the world, in the darkest and most obscure corner, the only spectator watched the whole process indifferently and calmly, and took everything in his eyes.
In the silver eyes as vast as the sea, there seemed to be the ups and downs of fate.Chapter.47 Selecting a Magic Potion (Page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page For the little robin, everything it saw about Alice was an incredible miracle.
It opened its eyes from ignorance and was reborn because of the spiritual enlightenment she casually gave it.
The sky was still the same sky, and the flowers and plants were still the same flowers and plants, but it recognized its "self" for the first time, breaking away from the instinct based on survival and having its own thoughts.
Although it was immature and didn't understand the world, the little robin believed that as long as it followed her, it would be able to see a completely different scenery.
It squatted on the girl's shoulder, looked around the surrounding environment with a dull look, and chirped like singing.
"Alice, Alice, if I'm not mistaken, this is the sewer, the dirtiest and smelliest things gather here, and you said that I would usher in a transformation..."
Alice, dressed in a white shirt and a black knee-length skirt, only glanced at it and continued to walk towards the deepness in front of the passage. The cowhide short boots with small high heels knocked on the wet and dirty stone brick road, making a not-so-crisp and empty echo.
"Of course we can't hold a ceremony in a place like this. We need to go to the suburbs, to a place far from people, to avoid trouble... Well, we should be almost there."
She stopped, put the kerosene lamp in her hand on the ground, and poured out the mixed powder she had prepared from the material bag she carried with her, and drew a simple oval pattern on the ground.
Then, the spell materials were combined with the spells and gestures, and a loud noise like thunder, which was almost deafening, suddenly rose in the damp and dark sewer.
At the same time, a dark and deep gap was torn in front of the empty space, which was open like an irregularly shaped door, accompanied by a low humming sound.
"Let's go. Well... this is a teleportation spell. Apart from the fact that it makes too much noise and takes too long to cast, there are no other obvious disadvantages. That's why we have to come here, deep in the sewers where even homeless people don't want to get close to." Seeing the little guy on her shoulder with his beak open and his green bean eyes rolling around, Alice raised her fingers and rubbed his soft head like a plush toy, and explained it simply to comfort him.
Of course, she herself didn't want to stay in such a stinking place for too long. She turned around and picked up the kerosene lamp she had placed on the ground before, and stepped into the entrance of the teleportation channel in front of her. With the little robin on her shoulder, who was tightly grasping the shirt fabric, she crossed tens of thousands of meters in an instant.
The teleportation channel, like a space rift, slowly closed behind her, and Alice appeared in front of a two-story residential house. It
was almost pitch black all around, and the light of the crimson moon was shrouded in dark clouds. There were no lights or human voices, only the loud chirping of insects in the bushes.
The girl walked straight towards the front door of the mansion, and the little robin perched on her shoulder had forgotten its fear and turned its head to observe the surroundings.
It flapped its wings and flew into the air, flying around the fenced yard, and then stopped beside the girl who unlocked the door with a spell in front of the house and sang a noisy song.
"Alice, Alice, Alice, living in the wilderness without neighbors, you can only open the door yourself when you go home, and the cold living room greets you. So pitiful, so pitiful!"
"...Okay, stop arguing." She took a breath, too lazy to explain anything to this child-like little guy. The moment she opened the door, a bright light came on, reflecting the exquisite and gorgeous furniture and decorations in the room beautifully.
"It's a pity that all the spells related to creating magic servants have been canceled..." Alice sighed softly, and after the little robin followed her into the house, she closed the door, activating the invisibility effect of the magic mansion, and disappeared like a phantom in the empty suburbs.
Accompanied by the bird's made-up tune and lyrics, she randomly selected an empty room and placed a crystal clear core crystal in the center. She then took out a mixture of gemstone powder and star flower purified liquid and began to draw the ritual array.
"That's right. I'll set up the ceremony venue first, and explain some knowledge about familiars to you."
Holding the special ceremony pen in one hand, Alice drew a standard circle on the central floor. She tried her best to choose simple and easy-to-understand words and descriptions to explain to the little robin who turned his head to observe her movements.
Becoming a familiar means changing the original form of life and transforming it into a mysterious concept.
After the familiar contract ceremony is completed, this ordinary bird will merge with the special crystal core she provided and usher in a new beginning.
It will randomly obtain one or two of Alice's talents, as well as the knowledge of listening, speaking, reading and writing in two to three designated languages. Its intelligence will be greatly improved to the level of a normal adult, and it can communicate with Alice through the contract and communicate with her mind.
At the same time, it will also lose the concept of life span. As long as Alice, the master of the familiar, provides it with mana, as long as the crystal core is not completely destroyed, it will not die even if it is fatally injured.
Under normal circumstances, it should also receive the gift of spellcasting ability, but the ceremony that Alice intends to perform this time is obviously not classified as "normal".
"In order to ensure that you can take the potion of extraordinary journey and successfully master its power, the familiar contract between us will begin after you take the potion. This is because the life in the state of a familiar already belongs to the mysterious and extraordinary realm, and is completely unable to absorb the extraordinary elements contained in the potion..."
As Alice spoke, she had completed the drawing of the ritual array. The silver-white lines that sparkled like stars intersected and gathered at the right position. Every stroke seemed to contain wisdom and mysteries that were difficult to express in a few words.
"Well, there are many benefits to performing the ritual after you take the potion. First, I can allocate some of my spiritual power to help you guide the mystery of the potion. Second, your body and mental structure may be affected by the potion and undergo certain changes. Based on this change, your enchantment will also take on the properties of the potion, and further changes will surely occur when you take subsequent potions in the sequence. Third, we can explore the issues behind the 'acting method'. Fourth..."
She rarely put aside her usual calmness, which seldom caused her to have drastic emotional ups and downs. She became excited about her genius idea, her speech speed gradually increased, and her words became difficult to understand. She talked about theories and conjectures that no one could understand.
The little robin was confused, staring at a rune on the floor with her small green eyes, and finally interrupted her with a crisp question:
"So, Alice, what should I do?"
"... Well, wait a minute." The girl came back to her senses, coughed lightly, and walked back to the center of the magic circle. She took out several card-sized objects from the storage space that had been prepared long ago, and placed them one by one around the eight directions of the central circle, perfectly matching the magic circle pattern she drew on the floor.
"First, choose the sequence potion you want to take."
Out of her personal aesthetic and persistent sense of ritual, Alice specially made several potion cards representing the beginning of different sequences for today, and now introduced them in the order of the magic circle directions.
"Hunter", "Assassin", "Fortune Teller", "Sleepless", "Secret Peeper", "Generalist", "Apprentice", "Thief".
This is the potion formula at the beginning of the sequence that Alice has collected through various means. Among them, the contribution of the three major orthodox churches is the most touching, providing information on seven sequences. It's a pity that roles like "sailor" and "corpse collector" are obviously not suitable for a bird to complete, and she can only kick them out as options with regret.
Chapter.47 Selecting a Magic Potion (Page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter After briefly introducing the abilities that could be gained from taking various potions, Alice reiterated her considerations for proper role-playing - to ensure that the little robin in front of her could understand what she said, she even temporarily gave it a magic scroll to enhance its intelligence.
The little fellow, who seemed to have become a little smarter, quickly stated his choice:
"Which potion did Alice drink? I also want to be like Alice, knowing everything and being able to do everything. I want to choose the same potion as Alice!"
"--Well, if someone asks you which path I come from, you can answer that it's 'assassin' or 'witch'. But I don't recommend you to choose this potion, for the same reason as I said just now... the role of 'assassin' must be accompanied by assassination, killing more than one or two people." Alice persuaded, "If you consider it from the perspective of role-playing, I think 'the sleepless' as the initial sequence is relatively simple to play. You just need to reduce your sleep time and... well, it seems that this is a bit too simple, right? Maybe there are other hidden conditions?" The
little robin jumped back and forth on the floor painted with silver and white patterns for a few times, and after a long while, it made a slightly listless chirping sound:
"Killing people... I'm just a robin, there's no way I can kill anyone... This potion that won't let you sleep sounds so cruel, it won't let you sleep, it's too cruel..."
Among the other choices, the hunter sounded scary and frightening to it; the fortune teller seemed good, but it only had two claws and couldn't do some actions that were simple for humans; the secret peeper, the universalist, and the apprentice were the same as the fortune teller...
The little robin's eyes drifted to the last option.
The card representing the "thief".
...
"Okay, the thinking ability assessment session is over. You did pretty well." Alice read out the sentence expressionlessly, and put away all the other cards with pictures of hunters, assassins, etc., leaving only the picture of the thief reaching into other people's pockets. "If you are too stupid to make such a simple choice, then I can only find a smarter and more clever familiar as an alternative."
"Alice, Alice, evil-minded Alice!"
She pretended not to hear the call of the little robin and tapped the thief card with her index finger, causing it to deform back to the shape of a box, and then opened the lid to reveal the spiritual materials stored inside.
Then, she walked to the center of the magic circle, squatted down and touched the transparent crystal core, silently chanted a spell to distort its shape into a cauldron-shaped vessel, and then instructed her future familiar:
"Put the materials here, I'll watch from the side."
After using all her strength to push all the materials into the vessel after the crystal core was transformed, the little robin, which was only 20 centimeters long, looked down at the pot of sticky and bumpy liquid and suddenly fell silent.
This pool of magic potion looked like it could burst its stomach...
"Okay, just stay like this."
Alice knew that the next process should be left to her.
She changed the deformation effect of the crystal core to a hollow sphere that wrapped the magic potion, then reached out to touch the body of the little robin, cast a gigantism spell to make its body eight times the original size, and then knocked open the giant beak and threw the crystal core wrapped in the magic potion directly into it.
However, the fist-sized hollow sphere was easily swallowed by the robin, which was now more than one and a half meters long and looked like a large bird of prey.
"Get ready. I'm going to remove the transformation effect of the crystal core..."
The little robin, who had only grown in size, was waiting for her to start the countdown of three, two, one, when he suddenly felt a dark and cold chill coming from his stomach, which spread to his entire body like a reptile in an instant.
He felt his vision become blurred and his thoughts began to drift, as if he had returned to the ignorant and chaotic period when his spiritual wisdom was not yet awakened.
Gradually, he seemed to realize something, and he got out of his confusion and recognized his location again. Then his spirit body suddenly became heavier and sank, and merged with his real body again, returning to a perfect whole.
But something has changed.
It heard a voice in its mind repeatedly muttering something. Although it didn't understand what it meant, this voice that seemed to resound in its mind made it feel extremely irritated and uneasy, and its head began to feel a strong stinging pain.
In its distorted and blurred vision, it saw a crystal-clear, warm, silver-white light blooming from its body and from the magnificent magic circle surrounding it. The
majestic and vast power descended upon its body, and almost instantly restrained the overflow of the magic potion that was running out of control in its body.
It was about to relax, but forgot that there was another baptism waiting for it.
...
After an unknown amount of time, the robin regained consciousness, and judging from the height of its sight, its body had returned to its previous small and exquisite size.
It shook its feathers and found that the beautiful olive green on the tips of its wings had faded slightly, showing a luster close to bright gold, while the down feathers on its chest and abdomen became whiter and more beautiful.
"Ah!"
The robin screamed, and then it realized half a beat slower that it seemed to have made a human-like cry, and then screamed again.
"Alice! Alice! I seem to be able to speak human language!"
The little guy couldn't help but be surprised. Before, it only knew how to make chirping sounds that were the same as its peers. It was Alice who was special and could understand the meaning of the chirping.
But now, it seemed to use complex pronunciations like the humans living in those brick and wooden houses!
"I heard it..." The girl slowly walked through the dimming magic circle pattern, squatted down and let the little robin jump onto her palm, then stood up and explained carefully, "As a familiar, you have mastered the Loen language, Intis language, and Feysac language from me, and inherited the innate abilities of 'underwater breathing' and 'dark vision', which is not bad... At the same time, it is worth celebrating that you have become a Sequence 9 'Thief' and have the corresponding extraordinary ability."
"Chirp, it seems very powerful! I seem to be very powerful!" The little robin instinctively controlled the spiritual power to vibrate the air, making a lively and excited child's voice.
It's just so-so... Alice thought so and was about to change the topic to meditation techniques and the attempt of "acting method" when she heard the small familiar in her palm shouting happily again.
"Alice, Alice! I am already your familiar! I also want to have a name! Like you, have a name!"
The smile on the girl's face became a little stiff, and she paused for a while before giving a response:
"...Well, what do you want to be called? How about silver-white?"
"Not so good! Alice wants to find a random color to fool this question!" The little guy shook his neck and head to show his dissatisfaction.
"Then... Jasmine?"
"I don't want to have the same name as that scary brown-haired beast!"
Alice proposed a few more ideas, which were then rejected one by one by the picky little robin.
"Oh my god, Alice, how could you think of naming me Bird or Tom! I am obviously an elegant and beautiful female who is good at singing, but you just casually say so..."
"Female..." The girl lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then sighed like a broken pot, "Then I'll call you Eve, pronounced iv, spelled eve... Is that okay?" The
lively and innocent little robin was about to flap his wings and roll his eyes to think about how to find fault, but he saw the smile on Alice's face suddenly deepened, and his tone became more kind than ever.
"You are very satisfied with this name, right?"
As a smart little ghost like it, it naturally nodded immediately.
From now on, it... no, it should be said that she is Eve.