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86 Let's have some ice cream first

Alice always knew one thing.

She had never accepted the two past selves, even if she had said so when talking to others, but in her mind, Shen Yinghuan was one person, the one with the goddess was one person, and the one with Will Auceptin was one person...

She never considered any of them as herself.

But now she was in front of Klein. Alice didn't want to be affected by something that had basically become a foregone conclusion. She urgently mentioned another matter to Klein:

"By the way, you said that the island disappeared, what happened?"

Well, she's still not willing to talk about it... Klein glanced at Alice. He was already familiar with Alice's way of changing the subject. The problem now was that he was not sure whether he should continue Alice's topic or stick with the original question.

...I wonder if Miss Justice is good at this?

Klein sighed in his heart, and then said to Alice,

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. As for the rest...I think we should talk about it later?"

"Are you not spiritual enough again?" Alice asked subconsciously.

"No," Klein denied. "It sounds like you can't solve Will Auceptin's problem anytime soon. As a courtesy, I should go visit the two ladies who were injured at my party."

Alice was stunned for a moment, then realized that Dwayne Dantes' image was different from hers - this image had social needs.

Alice couldn't help but worry. She was still not sure how Will Auceptin would view Klein, because Klein hadn't met Will Auceptin for a long time - at least not since she got the probability dice back.

"I think," Klein said soothingly, as if he knew what she was worried about, "if 'He' intends to attack me, it makes no difference whether we're on the same street or in the same room."

this...

Alice lowered her head and thought.

"So you don't need to worry so much," Klein continued. "If I were 'Him,' I would just show weakness now, then gather my strength, and catch the enemy off guard in the end…"

"…"Alice secretly remembered this possibility.

However, it seems unlikely that Will would do anything to Klein. After all, Klein is related to more than just me... It is better to say that the only thing He can do is to pull Klein away from me. He does not have to stand on His side, but at least he should be able to help save His life!

...Why doesn't He think about supporting a new Lord of Mysteries?

I can't just give up now... I'd have been an angel for so many years in vain.

Alice shook her head with disdain, then felt relieved and patted Klein on the shoulder and said,

"Although what you said may not be true, I don't think there is any need for me to worry about your safety...

"After all, you should live to become a fool first!"

"…Thank you?" Klein looked at Alice hesitantly.

"You're welcome." Alice waved her hand generously.

…

After giving the drop of blood of the mythical creature to the "Hermit" Cattleya, Alice left the gray fog.

It was not until the evening that Alice, who was hiding in Klein's bedroom, saw the respected Mr. Fool again.

Klein was no longer surprised by the fact that there was someone in the bedroom. Although he was worried in his spare time that the news that there was an underage girl hiding in Dwayne Dantès's bedroom would grow wings and fly all over Backlund, he also knew that he could not stop Alice at all.

Rather, if he managed to stop her, things would become even more troublesome if Alice came to visit him through the front door at weird times every day.

He shook off the dangerous thoughts in his mind and made sure the door was closed before approaching Alice.

"Let me first tell you about the situation on that primitive island," he said.

This was one of the questions that Alice was concerned about, so she nodded and listened carefully to what Klein said about what happened at that time.

Klein did not describe his entire experience in detail. He only focused on the part about the burial hall, including his speculation about the architectural style and what he saw and heard inside. He also used the "magician" ability to create illusions to show Alice a part of the murals.

Alice listened with great interest, and only when the sighing ceased did she ask thoughtfully:

"…So, it's an imaginary island that doesn't exist?"

"I don't think so. Or at least not completely," Klein replied. "Don't forget, according to the situation in Groselle's Travels, if it is an imaginary island, there should be no Beyonder characteristics."

But what I need is not the Beyonder characteristics, but the auxiliary materials... Alice retorted in her heart, then touched her chin and asked:

"Anyway... do you think Adam can make dreams come true?"

Alice did not shy away from mentioning Adam's name because she felt that they were inevitably being watched.

Klein was surprised for a moment, but he quickly understood Alice's thinking. Although he didn't agree with her, it was undeniable that they were powerless to stop her. So he just replied,

"I don't know... why are you doing this?"

"Remember the auxiliary materials for my Chaos Walker potion?" Alice sighed, "I found the right prophecy. Arrodes said it had something to do with the form of the prophecy. Unfortunately, it was a dream."

It was a dream... Klein frowned and asked her,

"Which dream?"

So Alice talked about the black tower and the giant white snake on top of the tower in the dream again. After listening to her description of the dream and her several speculations about the dream, Klein couldn't help but remind her:

"But, this prophecy is not unfulfilled, but... it just hasn't come true yet!"

Alice paused.

She actually had a vague understanding of this matter in her mind. She knew that this was actually a somewhat far-fetched prophecy, because if she wanted to break this prophecy in a real sense, she probably couldn't do it now.

"But I want to use this," Alice replied. "Fate cannot prevent me from advancing to Sequence 3. But if I succeed in the advancement, this will be a suitable prophecy. In other words, this prophecy has failed!"

With such a brilliant idea, Klein immediately understood why Alice said this was a suitable prophecy. He realized that what Alice overlooked was actually another question:

"But we all know...

"Auxiliary materials cannot really determine the success or failure of promotion. They are just icing on the cake. With a complete ceremony, it is not necessarily impossible to be promoted just by taking Beyonder characteristics."

Alice froze in place.

"Are you going to continue doing this?" Klein reached out and touched her head, then asked her.

Alice shook her head, closed her eyes and replied,

"Let's talk about it later... I haven't digested the potion yet anyway.

"Tell me about your story first—why did you want to see Bernadette?"

Regarding this point, Klein was not as forgetful as Alice. He had not forgotten his own needs. When Alice asked, he quickly replied:

"The inner guards of the church have all been corroded by the power of the seal core behind the Chanis Gate, and their status is different from that of ordinary Beyonders.

"I asked Arrodes, there is only one way to achieve a perfect disguise, which is to sacrifice the secret doll and let it be eroded by the power of the seal core, gradually changing its state to be consistent with those internal guardians, and then contain it in the body to deceive the seal core.

"Arrodes told me that Bernadette can do this, and I need her help."

"No wonder..." Alice nodded, "I will write to her."

After a pause, she couldn't help but ask,

"Seriously, why don't you just ask the goddess for the potion formula?"

Klein opened his mouth to answer: "I don't want to..."

This answer was quickly interrupted by Alice, who pouted and said:

"Okay, okay, I know what you're going to say, it's just the same old stuff...

"You two are just like the male and female protagonists in some novels without mouths!"

Klein began to look at Alice with a horrified look. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the window. The moonlight was quietly falling on the ground, and there was nothing unusual.

"Don't worry," Alice noticed his uneasiness and patted him soothingly, "If the goddess is watching, I won't be able to say such words because they will be hidden."

...That would be even worse. What if He wants to settle the score with us and hide us all?

Klein took a deep breath and dared not speak out his complaints. He just gritted his teeth and said:

"Next time you want to say something like this, go inside that thing you call Sefirah Castle, okay?"

Alice lowered her head silently.

If I could really become a true god and be promoted to a fool, then the first thing I would do would be to beat her up...

Klein gritted his teeth and asked Alice with a fake smile:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Stay away from Hazel," Alice warned, "not because of Will Auceptin, but because I want to see if Amon can steal the child."

"?" Klein looked at her with an incredible look, "Are you sure Hazel will still be alive by then?"

"I haven't thought about it," Alice answered honestly, "but if you mention it... I guess Amon won't think about it by then."

This... Klein was slightly stunned. He frowned and looked at Alice. He wanted to say something, but Alice spoke as expected:

"I will try to save her life, but I'm not sure - or rather, ever since she got involved between Will Auceptin and me, I've been unsure about her life.

"Alan and Velma are lucky to have survived, but for her... I can't guarantee it until the very end."

Klein understood what Alice meant. He didn't ask Alice to promise anything, but just mentioned another thing:

"But she was dragged into this because of you."

Alice frowned and reminded again:

"Even if I wasn't there, she would have been involved in something dangerous for other reasons - that's fate.

"Besides, even if it wasn't her, someone else would be in danger because of this incident."

Klein frowned. He wanted to tell Alice that she couldn't use something that hadn't happened yet as an argument, but he gave up before he opened his mouth because he realized that this wasn't the problem at all.

In fact, she still didn't take ordinary people seriously... Klein sighed and thought again of the idea of ​​turning Alice into a doll.

It would be great if the dolls could have self-awareness... Then I wouldn't have to worry that one day we would really have to stand on opposite sides.

Thinking of this possible outcome, Klein couldn't help but feel a headache. He rubbed his brows and looked at Alice. He suddenly felt a lack of words.

Alice pursed her lips. She knew what Klein wanted to say, but she had no way to deal with it. She lowered her eyes and said:

"Klein.

"When I met the captain, he called me Your Excellency."

Klein opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He understood what Alice wanted to express. Alice certainly didn't stop caring about the lives of mortals from that time on. She was just pointing out an obvious fact - she and mortals were no longer the same existence.

"What about me?" he suddenly asked, "If one day, I am the one involved..."

"...You've been dragged into this." Alice lowered her head and blurted out abruptly.

Klein was stunned for a moment. Alice raised her head in silence and said to him with a choked voice:

"You've been dragged into this a long time ago, do you think that all this has nothing to do with you?

"Klein, you don't still think that your becoming a 'fortune teller' and calling yourself a fool above the gray fog is just a coincidence, right?"

Not counting those fake cries, this was the second time Alice cried sincerely in front of Klein. Klein realized that he might have said something wrong. He wanted to do something, but Alice had already lowered her head, bent her knees, and curled up into a ball.

In the silent room, Klein heard the spherical creature in front of him making intermittent sobbing sounds:

"I, I don't want you to die...

"But, me, you, and the others who came before us, we will all die. As long as we take this path, we will all die...

"It was decided at the beginning and cannot be changed at all..."

...broken.

Although Alice's messy words seemed to reveal a lot of information, Klein didn't have time to think about it. On the one hand, it was too confusing, and on the other hand...

"You know," he said, trying to sound as calm as possible, "I'm not very good at comforting people, especially little girls your age... I mean, do you want me to call someone to stay with you? Or do you need a handkerchief or something?"

After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Or should I ask someone to bring some ice cream?"

After he finished speaking, Klein saw the figure in front of him move. Then, a dull nasal voice came out from inside:

"I want five balls..."

Klein suddenly felt the urge to laugh. (End of this chapter)

87 Invitation

Give her some face... Klein used the extraordinary ability of the "Joker" to hold back his laughter and got up to go out.

Loen has abolished slavery. Even servants have human rights and have time to rest. They are not required to work 24 hours a day, including personal valets.

However, there are people on night duty everywhere, and servants are no exception. Klein did not go to the servants' room to look for his personal manservant, or to look for the chef or butler, but instead found the servant on night duty nearby and instructed him:

"Go and ask someone to send over a five-scoop ice cream."

This servant didn't seem to come into contact with his master very often, and his professionalism was not very high - which was understandable, otherwise he wouldn't have done a job like night watch.

Anyway, he asked with a confused look on his face:

"ah?"

Klein calmly ordered again, "Go ask someone to send five scoops of ice cream."

The servant finally reacted, and when he answered yes, Klein returned to the room without hesitation.

Emotions only last for a moment. During the time Klein was away, Alice had basically calmed down and even began to feel embarrassed. This was especially true when she heard Klein open the door.

Alice watched Klein walk in. She blinked and her tears flowed back. All traces of crying on her body disappeared. When Klein walked in, he saw Alice who was no different from before she cried.

I've never cried in such a shameful way… Alice muttered to herself as she asked in a timid tone:

"Where's the ice cream?"

"It'll take a while," Klein replied.

So Alice waited for her ice cream as if nothing had happened. She looked at the patterns on the ceiling, the moonlight outside the window, and the material of the tables and chairs, but she didn't look at Klein.

Klein thought for a moment, picked up a book from the bedside, put it in her hand, and sincerely suggested,

"Usually at times like this, we would choose to lower our heads and read."

Alice opened her mouth. She wanted to retort but didn't know what to say. So she thought of Klein's words and lowered her head to read the book in her hand.

This was a book about classical literature. After reading a few lines, she couldn't help but raise her head and asked,

"What do you read every day?"

"I'm preparing for a new class," Klein replied calmly. "You know, as a rich man, I have a lot to learn."

Alice looked at Klein with sympathetic eyes, then sat in a daze with her book in her arms.

They didn't have to wait too long before there was a knock on the door. Klein glanced at Alice, who tactfully disappeared from the spot and dropped the book on the chair.

Klein then cleared his throat and said, "Come in."

Someone brought in a cup of ice cream, and at Klein's request, the cup of ice cream was placed on the bedside table.

As he left, Alice saw him look at the extra chair in confusion, as most people did.

After he left, Alice started eating the ice cream. In this short period of time, she had forgotten all the unpleasantness that had just occurred.

Klein looked at Alice who was eating ice cream with envy, and then sighed heavily. Seeing this, Alice looked at the ice cream in her hand hesitantly, then moved closer, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Klein's mouth.

Looking at the scoop of ice cream and Alice's reluctant eyes, Klein was silent for two seconds and said expressionlessly,

"Eat it quickly.

"Go back after eating."

"What a weird thing…" Alice, whose kindness was not rewarded, pouted and sat back to continue eating her ice cream.

They didn't talk anymore. After eating the ice cream, Alice went home to sleep, and Klein also fell asleep.

After waking up the next day, Alice had breakfast and went to the Church of the Night, where she sat on the bench thinking about her plans for the day.

Well, I should write a letter to Bernadette first, telling her... uh, telling her that the "world", that is, the Black Emperor, needs her help?

Then...

She was about to sort out the next thing when suddenly, inspiration struck her and she opened her eyes.

Ten seconds later, Leonard sat next to her, tilted his head slightly and asked her,

"The captain and Ms. Daly are getting married... are you guys coming?"

Alice turned her head away in surprise.

Leonard's words revealed that he already knew that Klein was alive. Of course, it was not ruled out that this was just a test, but it didn't matter. Alice didn't care much. She was surprised about something else:

"So soon?"

Leonard nodded.

Alice immediately sat up straight and asked quickly, "When? Where?"

Leonard handed over two invitations. Alice flipped them open and saw that the wedding was scheduled for July 1st in Tingen City. It was worth mentioning that the names of the invitees were not written on either invitation.

"...I'll talk to him." Alice said as she put away the invitation.

The atmosphere fell silent again. Leonard's expression did not change much. Alice realized that he had indeed confirmed that Klein was still alive, and could not help but ask:

"Aren't you going to ask me about his current situation?"

"Can you speak it?" Leonard asked back.

Of course not… Okay, I get it.

Alice immediately had the answer in her mind. She didn't ask any more questions. After thinking for a while, she asked Leonard:

"Can you let the 'thief' angel that is parasitic on you come out for a while?

"I have something I want to talk to Him about."

Leonard turned his head to look at her. After a few seconds, Alice vaguely sensed that there was something indescribable about him. For a moment, she felt that there were two people in front of her.

How strange... She glanced at Leonard with a strange expression, and realized that Pales should no longer be hiding himself completely like before, so she said:

"Be careful recently—I might lure Amon to Backlund.

"Stay away from a person named Hazel Macht and anyone associated with her."

"Are you crazy?" This was Leonard's first words.

Alice wasn't sure if this was what he wanted to say or what Pales asked him to say, but she continued regardless:

"Also, there is one thing I want to confirm.

"What is the godhood ritual of the 'wrong' path? Is it stealing someone else's godhood ritual?"

This time, more than ten seconds passed before Leonard asked her:

"How do you know this?"

"I want a full description of the ceremony," Alice said evasively.

"In other people's deification ceremonies, they will take His place," Leonard told her.

Alice nodded thoughtfully, and then replied politely:

"Actually, I'm just guessing."

Leonard looked at her with a puzzled look and blurted out, "A blind guess?"

Alice spread her hands.

"The Path of Destiny..." Leonard said with a strange expression, "It really lives up to its reputation."

Alice ignored him and stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Bye."

…Should I talk to Him about sending Amon to godhood?

I don't think He would agree… Anyway, let's not tell Him yet. It's still early, and I don't have Sequence 2 yet…

Thinking of this, Alice took the two invitations and left the church.

After returning home, Alice first decisively wrote a letter to Bernadette. She did not use a tone of request, but told her directly that the "world" needed her help.

Next, before telling Klein the news about the captain's wedding, Alice first observed what Klein was doing.

He was taking a classics class...After hearing the content of the class, Alice looked away in horror.

She couldn't help but pat her chest, feeling fortunate that she was not born into an aristocratic family - otherwise, that would have been the most terrifying nightmare in the world.

Alice decided to tell Klein about this later. She began to think about what she should do next. Then, she remembered her plan to lure Amon.

...Write a letter to Amon as well?

Alice nodded and thought about it.

Of course, the letter to Amon couldn't be as casual as the one to Bernadette. At the very least, Alice would never speak to Amon in a commanding tone. It didn't matter for the clone, but the real body...

Alice shook her head.

The first thing that needs to be decided is not the content. Alice has not forgotten her tradition of changing the title for Amon every time. She is thinking about what to call Amon this time.

Let me think... He doesn't have anything to do in the "God-forsaken Land" every day, he just wanders around, and this time I came to eat...

Alice's eyes lit up and she picked up the pen.

『

Dear Homeless Man:

It's been a while since we last met. I wonder how you've been doing lately? Are you exhausted, hungry, or sleepy?

I don't think so, because I didn't feel particularly happy at any moment. Instead, I felt particularly regretful when I picked up the pen.

Okay, let's get back to the topic. Actually, I want to tell you that I found something in Backlund that might interest you a little bit - oh, it's a snack.

There is a descendant of the Jacob family in Backlund, currently at Sequence 4, but seems very weak. It claims to have come to Backlund to find a treasure of the Jacob family, but I found that it tricked a little girl into becoming Sequence 9 - it seems that it has the same bad habits as you.

Oh, by the way, its current body is a brown mouse, with mixed fur color, it looks like its bloodline is not very pure, the texture of its fur is not good enough, and the taste... uh, I haven't eaten it, can you tell me after you finish eating it? If you plan to eat it.

Its location is...

』

After writing down Flora Jacob's current location, Alice let out a breath, signed at the end "a kind person who wishes to remain anonymous," and then put down the pen.

Although she hadn't written to Amon for a long time, Alice was familiar with the process of offering sacrifices to Amon. The main reason was that Amon didn't have any requirements for the process, and she just did it casually most of the time.

After throwing the envelope into the sacrifice passage, Alice looked at the time and found that it was still early for lunch. She had to continue thinking about what else she could do.

…

"Huh?"

Amon, who had not received any letters or gifts from Alice for a long time, was a little surprised. He pushed his monocle, took the letter, and took the initiative to read it.

Alice's letter was as irritating as ever. Amon was too lazy to pay attention to it most of the time. He found it interesting, but he knew very well that if he continued the conversation, he might become the interesting one.

However, this letter, which had not been delivered for a long time, was of some value after all. After reading the entire letter, Amon pinched his monocle and whispered with interest:

"Descendants of the Jacob family? Going to Backlund to look for the Jacob family's treasure?

"Tsk..."

He stretched out his hand and turned the monocle, which became darker for a moment, and then returned to its crystal clear state a moment later.

On the outskirts of Backlund, a postman on a bicycle suddenly braked to a stop, reached out to rotate the monocle on his right eye, and the monocle quickly began to swirl.

After a while, when the monocle had become crystal clear again, he smiled happily, rummaged in his waist bag, and pulled out a newspaper.

"It's there..." he whispered.

…

After rolling around on the bed twice, Alice remembered her most urgent task, which was the undigested "Doom Wizard" potion and the auxiliary materials for the "Chaos Walker" potion that she had no clue about.

But it was no use, she still had no clue.

Rather, the auxiliary materials for the "Chaos Walker" potion are not that difficult to find. As long as you figure out what the mysterious words refer to, it is not difficult to find a prophecy that meets the requirements.

Before Klein woke Alice up, the most difficult part for her was finding a way to take a dream.

After Klein enlightened Alice, the most difficult part for her became whether she should continue to look for a meaningful prophecy.

Alice sighed heavily and couldn't help thinking of the murals in Ouroboros' room.

As a member of the same "fate" path, Alice would not believe that Ouroboros' murals were purely murals. She insisted that they should be mixed - that is, some were real events, and some were prophetic scenes.

…In that case, are there murals that are prophecies but have not actually come true?

If I steal one of His murals, would it have special meaning…

A dangerous thought popped up in Alice's mind, but she suppressed it because it was not a good idea - Ouroboros cared about his paintings very much, and she didn't want to offend Ouroboros.

She couldn't beat him.

What? You mean Amon? Forget it. Isn't it enough for her to be killed for offending Amon...

Alice sighed heavily, and after lying in bed for a few hours in a daze, she sat up happily.

Great, lunch time is finally here!

Alice got up happily to eat.

But happiness was only temporary. After using lunch and nap to delay the time, Alice still had to think about the previous problem.

Should I just pick a random prophecy, or continue searching for a prophecy with special meaning...

Alice thought about it for a day and finally decided to decide the matter by tossing a coin.

She tossed the coin and watched it spin in the air before finally being covered in her hand.

Then, she lowered her head to look at the coin in her hand. (End of this chapter)

88 Under the Night

A grayish-white mist spread out, and Alice only had time to move her hand for a moment before her vision was completely covered.

"Ding Dong——"

It's the sound of a coin falling to the ground.

"By the way," Klein's voice rang out in the gray fog, drawing Alice's attention away. "I forgot to ask you yesterday... What is your relationship with that Winfred? You know, the last few times I ran into her at dances, she glared at me fiercely, as if I had stolen her lover!"

Klein complained to Alice about Winfred and his experience at the ball, then couldn't help but say,

"Come to think of it, you know, right? She was also injured. Do you want to go and see her? Even if you want to ask her what she saw at the time? Maybe she saw what happened to Will Auceptin...

"After all, you don't plan to go over and take a look yourself, do you?"

The gray fog dissipated from her sight. Alice raised her hand to support her head, but suddenly stopped.

"Wait..." She muttered, searching the ground with her eyes, "Where's the coin?"

——The coin was no longer in her hand.

Alice stood up subconsciously. This movement startled something and she heard the crisp collision sound again. She turned her head and saw the coin still shaking.

It seemed to have just fallen down... Alice's eyes darkened slightly, she stepped forward and picked up the coin.

"So..." She frowned, loosened her fingers, and watched the coin fall to the ground, spinning and rolling, "...it was originally standing upright?"

The lonely coin had no way to answer her question. It just rolled alone on the ground and finally rolled silently into the gap between the wall and the floor.

It was not until she saw the coin disappear from her sight that Alice suddenly reacted. She walked quickly forward and stared at the small gap that was only slightly wider than a penny.

"!"

She stared at the gap for several minutes, but no money came out.

Alice had to accept this sad fact and stood up from the floor.

Later, she also blamed Klein for this.

I will tell Klein about the captain's wedding after he falls asleep so that he won't be able to sleep well... She gritted her teeth as she thought about Klein's proposal.

...Visiting Winfred?

To be honest, Alice was not very familiar with Winfred, but ever since she realized last time that the girl wanted to be friends with her, she was somewhat reluctant to see Winfred - it would easily remind her of other people.

Besides, I was actually trying to get information under the guise of visiting her, right? She might not just let it go. If she knew...

Alice frowned instinctively.

She wasn't very good at handling things like that, or rather, she wasn't good at most things - she usually left things to someone who was good at it.

...According to this logic, perhaps I should ask Miss Justice for help.

Yes, I should ask Miss Justice for help, maybe she will ask about it when she hears about it? No, it's better to remind her...

Alice made a note of this, too.

Once she had some free time, she couldn't help but think of her potion ingredients, but thinking of the coin that had just disappeared, Alice thought it might not be a good idea to continue dwelling on this matter.

No, that's not right. I need to decide this myself...

Alice sighed and rubbed her head in pain.

…

The night came quickly. Alice woke Klein up at four in the morning, not by praying, but by calling him directly through the connection between angels and believers:

"Klein, have you ever seen the sun at four in the morning in Backlund?"

Klein woke up in an instant. He looked out the window. The moon had not yet completely set, the sun had not yet risen, and dawn had not yet arrived.

He picked up the pocket watch and opened it. The second hand had just moved to the last second and the time came to four o'clock and one minute.

Klein closed his pocket watch expressionlessly, then looked to the side. As expected, Alice had found a chair from somewhere and was sitting on it, covering her mouth and looking at him. She seemed to be in a good mood.

"I have never seen the sun at 4 a.m. in Backlund," he turned around and replied calmly, "but I know there is no sun at 4:01 a.m. in Backlund."

"Perhaps the watch isn't accurate enough?" Alice speculated, "Or perhaps you're not standing high enough..."

"Alice," Klein interrupted her, "You'd better come to me for something."

Alice blinked, looked at Klein's expressionless face, swallowed her saliva, and then said quickly,

"The captain is getting married!"

"…Huh?" Klein's expression slightly changed, revealing a sense of surprise.

Alice exhaled, took out two invitations from her arms, handed one to Klein, and explained,

"Leonard told me that the captain is getting married to Ms. Daly, and asked...asked if we want to go."

Klein didn't say anything. He took the invitation and read it quietly. After two seconds of silence, he said,

"...He really did dig my grave."

Alice blinked.

Klein put away the invitation, looked up at Alice, and asked with a fake smile:

"Then I guess he must have asked you to invite me in the middle of the night?"

Alice blinked blankly.

Klein calmly made up an excuse for her: "I think Leonard must be resentful of me for leaving without saying goodbye, so he wants to use this incident to retaliate against me. Is that right?"

Alice hesitated for two seconds and nodded.

Before she could even open her mouth, Klein reached out and hit her head hard. Then, facing her pitiful expression, he said coldly,

"I guess my hand must hurt more than your head."

Alice lowered her head, then raised it again after a few seconds and said:

"I have something else to ask of you!"

"What?" Klein asked in a bad tone.

Alice said carefully:

"Can you ask Miss Justice to ask about Winfred's situation? Ask her what she saw... I think she might be better at finding out than me."

Klein still had no intention of letting Alice go. He nodded and said,

"I don't think you need to come to me at four in the morning."

Alice raised her head and looked at Klein pitifully. Under the crimson moonlight, Alice saw that there was a black mist surrounding Klein.

No, that's not right, it looks like yarn...

Alice frowned slightly.

She couldn't tell what it was. It was like gauze, mist, or a thin curtain that seemed to cover something. At this moment, it was gently lifted to reveal something hidden underneath.

It was a small town hidden in the fog, and it was very blurry. Alice could only see a vague figure. She was about to say something when the curtain fell again. Under the moonlight, a flash of inspiration flashed through Alice's mind.

"Night!" she blurted out.

"What?" Klein frowned.

Alice jumped up from her seat and rushed to the bed. The red moon was approaching the horizon. The geography knowledge she had learned told Alice that when dawn came, the red moon would sink into the horizon.

She didn't say anything. She turned around and looked at Klein who was following her with a frown, and asked in a deep voice:

"As I recall, you needed Bernadette's help to sneak into the church's basement...right?"

Klein nodded.

Alice exhaled and then asked, "Are you ready to steal the notes?"

Klein nodded and said, "At least, I have figured out the situation outside of Chanis Gate."

Alice understood. She looked out the window and said:

"If, I mean if.

"If you were in danger or in a desperate situation..."

"?" Klein had a bad feeling. He resisted the urge to interrupt Alice and waited for her to finish.

Alice stammered,

"If you really have to, you can, uh, you can look at the moon in the sky.

"The red moon is shining on you."

Klein frowned even more. He looked at Alice and said, "...I vaguely remember that you are very taboo about the moon. It sounds like there is something incredible on it."

Alice was choked and said hastily,

"These are two different things!

"Anyway, you can look at the moon at that time, but you must never do that at other times!"

Klein's expression gradually became strange as Alice spoke. He said thoughtfully,

"Alice, do you know?

" "You look like you want to tell me something, but someone seems to be staring at you. You are scared and dare not tell me directly."

"So, you are hesitant and ambiguous in what you say..."

Alice was speechless.

This was a fact. After she realized that the veil was actually the night, she realized that this was consistent with her previous guess.

——As expected, the entire process of Klein sneaking into the church's basement took place under the goddess' watchful eyes.

So, why didn't he just ask the goddess for the potion formula? Or why didn't the goddess just give it to him... well, forget it, it's too embarrassing.

Alice shook her head and said in self-abandonment, "Since you know it, don't ask anymore!"

So, who is watching her?

The Mother Tree of Desire? No, that was impossible. She was obviously hostile to the Mother Tree of Desire—or rather, she obviously felt that the Mother Tree of Desire was hostile to her.

...Maybe they are hostile to us all? Or maybe it's not necessarily hostile...

Klein thought of Cynthia and Alice's shy look, and couldn't help but shudder.

...It's so scary.

Fortunately, she is here now, otherwise, I dare not think about her future boyfriend... Well, it is unlikely now. In the future, after she "restarts", she will not find someone to fall in love with on a whim one day...

...This is really horrible.

Klein swallowed hard and forced his thoughts to turn to the Crimson Moon.

Putting aside the "Mother Tree of Desire" that Alice mentioned was suspected to have a close relationship with the Red Moon, there are three other gods related to the Red Moon. One is the "Original Moon", one is the vampire ancestor Lilith, and the other is...

...Goddess?

Considering Alice's attitude, Klein had some ideas in his mind. He didn't say it out loud, but instead asked,

"Did Bernadette reply?"

"Not yet," Alice shook her head. "Wait a little longer. I'll tell you when I get a reply."

I'm not worried that you'll reply but won't tell me. I'm worried that you'll forget to write the letter… Klein complained in his mind as he spoke:

"good.

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Alice was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Would you like to meet Leonard? Or, the captain's wedding..."

"Wait until I come back from the church basement." Klein shook his head. "You're making it seem like I'm going to die a heroic death."

After a pause, he reminded Alice again:

"By the way... the Tarot Club next week probably won't be held. I'm telling you in advance."

Alice suddenly realized that Klein was probably worried that he wouldn't be able to come back in time, so she couldn't help but ask:

"Why don't you let me host the Tarot Club in your place?"

Klein looked at her expressionlessly. After more than ten seconds, Alice answered with self-awareness:

"I see.

"You still don't trust me."

Klein did not deny this matter, but said:

"Although I do worry about you, isn't it reasonable not to let you host it?

" "Tell me, how can I let you host the Tarot Club? Can you attract people in Sefirah Castle? You can't even get to Sefirah Castle yourself!"

Alice blinked and realized this, and she responded unwillingly:

"You haven't tried it, so how do you know I can't? In fact, as long as I have your consent, I can go to Sefirah Castle by myself - it's just that you can't respond automatically.

"This is obviously your problem!"

Klein was amazed at her reasoning for a moment, but Alice did bring up something that interested him. He said thoughtfully,

"...How about giving it a try?"

...Try what?

Alice was confused for a moment, then realized that Klein meant for her to try, with permission, whether she could pull someone up through those stars.

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up and said, "Let's go!"

Klein was prepared and reached out to hold her down, saying to her:

"The Tarot Club will try again next time."

Alice then gave up this sudden idea and nodded to Klein, "Okay... Well, I'll go back first then?"

"I hope you won't invite me to get up and watch the sun at four in the morning next time." Klein wished sincerely.

Alice looked away guiltily and disappeared on the spot.

After watching Alice disappear, Klein did not lie down to sleep immediately - he was already running out of sleepiness, and the thought just now had been lingering in his mind.

...Is Alice referring to the goddess?

The goddess is also looking at me?

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Klein frowned little by little and began to recall his past "pious" behavior and the "pious" behavior he was about to perform. (End of this chapter)