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Chapter 46 This child must not be kept

  Sylvia's shrinking pupils told Alice that her first two sentences were correct.

  The guess was verified, and the malice towards Amon was barely vented, so Alice didn't want to continue talking.

  Alice didn't have much anger about the destruction of her plan. As an angel on the path of "fate", she was always particularly sensitive to dreams. She didn't forget the two dreams that were almost the same in the first half.

  In fact, the second half was similar. She didn't get the treasure. If you have to interpret it in detail, probably...

  The second dream was the dream that should have happened. Fate chose her to get the treasure, but it was not the right time at this moment. She could only take a close look at the treasure. The

  first dream was about the current situation-Amon stole the treasure that was right in front of him, or was the treasure a scam of Amon?

  Who knows? Anyway, it was all done by Amon.

  Alice was only sure of one thing, that is, no matter what the situation was, she couldn't get "Cassandra" now.

  However, if it was Amon, she definitely couldn't just let it go. She still had to settle the account.

  Alice shook her head, threw away the messy thoughts in her mind, and looked at Sylvia.

  ...How to deal with her?

  The initial anger had long disappeared during this period of time. Alice still wanted to kill Sylvia, but the nature was more like a mission rather than hatred.

  "Why didn't Amon kill you?" Alice lowered her head and asked, "Then I wouldn't have to do it myself..."

  Her voice could be described as calm, or it could be said that not much emotion could be heard, but Sylvia's emotions were complex and changeable, anger, fear, and perhaps sadness? Alice

  was not sure, but it didn't matter. Alice pinched her fingertips and muttered to herself:

  "If you want to meet the requirements of being a 'protagonist', you should die extra...grandly?

  "But I'm not your 'Cassandra', we can even be called enemies, so you should..."

  "You should let me go. "Sylvia lowered her head and made a sudden sound.

  Alice stopped talking and looked at Sylvia quietly. After a few seconds, she couldn't help muttering:

  "I am now like the villain in the story who died because of talking too much... Forget it, why do you say I should let you go?"

  She finally wanted to hear Sylvia's reasons.

  Sylvia seemed to have adjusted her emotions. She got up from the ground and knelt on the ground, then raised her head and said to Alice:

  "If you are enemies, you should let me go.

  "The best way to defeat the enemy is to understand it, and I, I know a lot of secrets of 'Cassandra'."

  Alice was stunned by this attitude. She didn't correct Sylvia. In fact, even if she died, she could still know those secrets, not to mention that she might not know as much as she did. Instead, she looked at Sylvia and made a decision.

  Alice reached out and searched around in her body. In Sylvia's puzzled eyes, she took out a dagger and a candy, looked at Sylvia and smiled:

  "Choose one.

  "If you choose the right one, I won't kill you, how about it? "

  Sylvia raised her eyes and looked at her. After more than ten seconds, she took the candy in Alice's smile, peeled the candy and put it in her mouth.

  Choose candy... Alice stared at Sylvia thoughtfully. Just as she was about to say "This child must not be kept", she saw Sylvia's next move.

  She decisively picked up the dagger in Alice's other hand, stabbed it into her chest, and turned the dagger mercilessly, as if she was treating some mortal enemy.

  Alice looked at this scene in amazement and was speechless for a while.   

  "There is no correct answer to this question, right?" Sylvia asked when she was about to die.

  ——She was right.

  If Sylvia chose the knife, it means that she had the intention to kill, and this child must not be kept.

  If Sylvia chose the candy, it means that she was very cunning, and this child must not be kept.

  If Sylvia did not choose either, it means that she was born with a rebellious nature, and this child must not be kept. If

  Sylvia chose both, it means that she had a strong desire and must be a disaster, and this child must not be kept.

  There is no correct answer to this question at all. If you have to say it, it is probably like Sylvia's decisive suicide, and then turn to the rebirth route...

  Alice is not sure whether there is a real reincarnation in this world. After all, according to what she saw at the Tarot Club, the god of death has gone crazy.

  She looked at Sylvia's body with mixed emotions and decided to start communicating with the spirit.

  In theory, such a ceremony should be chosen in a safe place, but Alice has 100% trust in the mausoleum built by Amon. After all, the biggest danger here is Amon.

  Although the ritual of combining spiritualism and dream divination was complicated, it was not Alice's own idea. She took the ritual she had copied from Klein before, dug out the materials and began to arrange it.

  Alice already had a basic understanding of Sylvia's life trajectory. This time, she was just trying to ask some unsolved mysteries.

  So when the ritual was completed, her first question was this:

  "What did 'Cassandra' say to you when you first met her?"

  When saying this, Alice respected Sylvia's wishes and used "she" instead of "he" that she had emphasized in the past.

  Sylvia's spirit answered the question with lifeless eyes:

  "She told me that I was the man of destiny, and the destined moment had come. She was guided by fate to help me.

  "She was like she was alive. It was the first time I saw such a book. At first, I was scared and excited, and I was a little suspicious of her.

  "Later, she predicted several things, and those things came true as she said..."

  Alice understood the rest of the words without Sylvia saying anything. Obviously, she was deceived in this way.

  After she finished speaking, Alice shook her head and asked the next question:

  "Why did you pretend to be a 'prophet' to deceive people?"

  Sylvia answered this question without hesitation: "To play the role of a 'swindler'..."

  It was a reasonable answer, but Alice frowned and asked:

  "Did 'Cassandra' propose this suggestion?"

  "No," Sylvia answered decisively, "'Cassandra' never mentioned this matter."

  Alice frowned even more, because this was contrary to her guess - she suspected that Sylvia was a bait used by "Cassandra" to attract her from beginning to end.

  She suspected that Sylvia's appearance was only because "Cassandra" wanted to see her.

  Alice did not intend to give up her guess easily. She thought about it and then asked:

  "Then did 'Cassandra' mention to you...

  "The story of pretending to be a charlatan to swindle people?" (End of this chapter)

Chapter 47 New Pen Name

  This question was confirmed, and Alice's guess was partially verified. "Cassandra" did not mention this matter actively, but it probably guided it secretly. The

  only thing Alice was not sure about was whether Sylvia's decision was affected by fate.

  But she could not determine this, because she was not sure how much ability "Cassandra" retained, and Sylvia obviously could not know.

  After the spiritual communication was lifted, Alice stared at the corpse on the ground and fell into distress - how to deal with the corpse?

  She looked around and finally fixed her sight on the open coffin.

  The corpse should stay in the coffin!

  After making a decision, Alice picked up Sylvia's body and threw it into the coffin at once, then closed the coffin lid and clapped her hands with satisfaction.

  After a few seconds, she silently pushed open the coffin lid again and looked at Sylvia's right eye and thought.

  ...Should I find her a monocle?

  Alice took out the monocle that Amon had given her, hesitated for a moment, and gave up. Instead, she pulled out the dagger from Sylvia's chest.

  She was lucky that the blood did not spurt out. She did not have to worry about getting blood on her clothes, even if it did.

  Alice held the dagger and drew a circle on Sylvia's right eye.

  ——If crows can be distinguished by the color of their feathers, then scars should not matter, right?

  Hey, do crows have seven colors?

  Unfortunately, this question is destined to have no answer. Alice looked around, thought about it, and tried to push open the door.

  The door opened easily to both sides, and outside was a dark passage that seemed to be very long. Alice could not see the bottom at a glance.

  ... It's so long, forget it.

  Alice, who originally planned to go out to see where this was, decisively gave up this idea and chose to teleport.

  There won't be any problem. At most... it's...

  it's just that the direction is wrong and I fall in front of Amon.

  Looking at the terrifying wild forest around her and the white crow not far away, Alice couldn't help asking:

  "Are there any colorful crows?"

  "I haven't seen any," the crow said.

  After staring at the crow and thinking for a few seconds, Alice lowered her head and began to check her body.

  This scene made the crow, or Amon, feel puzzled. It flapped its wings and landed on a dead branch near Alice, asking curiously:

  "What are you doing?"

  Alice stopped, raised her head and said:

  "I'm checking if there are any signs of losing control."

  "...Why do you have such doubts?" Amon didn't understand.

  "Because," Alice frowned and explained, "I used to like talking to small animals and plants on the roadside. At that time, some people thought I was sick, and then the doctor told me that talking to animals and plants is not a disease. But if I feel that animals and plants respond to me, then I am really sick." After

  a pause, Alice continued to mutter: "But, in this case, I have actually chatted with dogs..."

  Of course, the reference here is Susie, but Crow Amon doesn't care about this. It seems to be hesitating about what it should say. So after more than ten seconds, Alice got this answer:

  "In fact, I also have a dog clone."   

  Alice couldn't help but look up at Amon. Neither of them understood what the other was saying, but the topic was still successfully connected. Alice blinked and asked:

  "Do you have... do you have a furry clone? It's better if the fur is soft and feels better to the touch, and it looks better..."

  "?" Crow Amon was confused.

  "I want to raise one." Alice said so at last.

  Whether it was the original body or the clone, or the All-Mon Council behind them, this was probably the first time that the Amons heard such a request. Crow Amon finally replied silently:

  "Okay, Dolly.

  "We'll consider it."

  This time it was Alice who showed a puzzled expression.

  "Although I'm not sure why you called me that," Amon explained, "but you should be scolding me. "

  ...That's true."

  Alice didn't know what to say. She stared at the crow Amon and thought for more than ten seconds, then disappeared from the spot.

  This time, she was not stopped by Amon and successfully returned to Backlund's house.

  Alice took out the story that had been shelved after the title was chosen, and she began to draw the first draft without changing her expression.

  She decided to start with the first meeting between Amon and Leonard, and interspersed the story of Amon and Pales in between.

  Amon's coffin probably has an excellent sleeping effect. After asking Klein, Alice learned that today was already Friday.

  Alice was angry with Amon, and she worked hard in a rare way. She worked day and night to complete the first part of the manuscript within a week, and stepped into the magazine on the next Friday.

  This time she did not use the appearance of Briar Rose, but walked in with her original appearance.

  Having had experience once, Alice successfully negotiated the contract. When the editor asked her pen name, she hesitated for a moment and replied:

  "Rita Skeeter. "

  This reporter, who originated from the Harry Potter worldview, is ostensibly the mainstay of the Daily Prophet, but in fact, he writes a serious news report like an entertainment magazine, and is best at making up rumors and distorting the facts.

  Apart from being notorious, Alice thinks she fits all the requirements.

  The Tarot Clubs in the past two weeks have been quite boring. If there is any special event, it was around the Tarot Club on April 11 that Klein and Cattleya officially began to agree on a secret code for the meeting.

  Before they officially began the discussion, "The World" raised his hand to signal "Hermit" Cattleya not to speak, and then waved at Alice in Cattleya's blank gaze.

  "What for?" Alice, who was excitedly watching them and preparing to make some suggestions, asked puzzledly.

  "If you can stay quiet for the next period of time," Klein tried to propose a deal, "I have a gift for you. "

  That's right, I'll just give her a birthday present... Hmm, will she have a psychological trauma about her birthday?

  Although he didn't know what happened that day, Klein still looked at Alice with some concern and decided not to mention it then.

  Alice didn't know what he was thinking. She suddenly became happy and asked,

  "What is it!"

  Klein, who hadn't thought of a gift, tentatively replied, "I thought you would prefer surprises?" (End of this chapter)

Chapter 48 Wolffish Can

  Alice accepted the matter.

  Although she couldn't wait to know what the gift was, Alice obviously preferred the process of waiting. After all, it would be boring to know the outcome of everything before it started.

  With this thought in mind, Alice shifted her attention from exploring what the gift was and nodded reluctantly, which was considered as agreeing to him.

  But Klein knew that the matter was far from over. If he couldn't come up with a gift that would satisfy Alice, he would be dead.

  In any case, Alice finally calmed down.

  They had already decided on the meeting place, and Klein was now on the ship to "Nas", the capital of the Gargas Islands.

  The follow-up of this matter actually included the issue of ship fare, but because Alice was present, Cattleya didn't mention this topic several times until the last Tarot meeting, when Alice generously praised her:

  "You are so generous, Ms. Hermit!

  "Mr. 'Hanged Man' charged me 1,000 pounds for the ship fare before!

  "You didn't even mention it! Aren't you planning to charge?"

  At that time, Cattleya didn't know whether to admire the courage of "The Hanged Man" Alger or to regret the lost ship fare.

  - If there was only "The World", she would definitely charge.

  But Alice had already praised her generosity. Even if Alice's tone seemed to be really going to pay, Cattleya didn't dare to charge anymore. She struggled to keep smiling, nodded and said,

  "This is not a big deal. The most important thing is that you can have fun."

  She carefully didn't say something like "I am willing to pay to invite you" as a flattering word. With Alice's ability to understand, Cattleya was very worried that this sentence would be taken seriously.

  In this regard, Klein could only earn 3,000 pounds with tears.

  The way they finally decided was to meet through the crystal ball. Alice didn't object to this. Her only request was this:

  "Well, can you change into a wizard robe when the time comes?

  " "It will feel better to be with the crystal ball this way..."

  It wasn't a serious problem, so Klein didn't intend to refuse. However, considering Alice's personality, his attitude when he agreed seemed very reluctant.

  Alice therefore gave up the idea of ​​making further requests and quietly waited for their communication to end.

  When the ship made a roar as it was about to dock, Klein, who had already changed into a wizard robe, called Alice's international phone number.

  ——Alice, who had several experiences of taking a boat, chose to go there after Klein landed.

  So when Alice appeared in the Gargas Islands and looked at Gehrman Sparrow in a wizard robe, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

  The long black wizard robe, black pants and black shoes, this outfit really met Alice's requirements. Klein even gave himself a black pointed soft hat - what do you think this looks like?

  Alice pondered for a long time, took out the monocle given to her by Amon, and said solemnly:

  "Now, it's time to return it to its original owner!"

  Klein actually understood what Alice said, but he really didn't know how to react to this situation.

  He probably realized that his current dress was very similar to Amon. The only thing he wanted to know was - if he tried to play Amon, would it attract Amon's attention?

  This was from Alice's experience.

  Just as he was thinking, a noise came over. Klein looked at Alice. Alice had taken back the monocle and looked in the direction of the sound with interest.   

  ...Forget it.

  In order to prevent Alice from sneaking over when he wasn't paying attention, Klein decided to take Alice over to watch.

  They walked a few steps closer and saw that a group of pirates seemed to have clashed with the local gangs. Before Klein had time to think about anything, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

  Although the original battle scene was chaotic, at least it could be seen that everyone had their own organizations, but now... it has completely turned into a big fight.

  Klein subconsciously looked at Alice. Alice blinked innocently and looked back at him. Klein immediately knew that it must have been Alice who did it.

  "What did you do?" Klein asked in confusion.

  "I'm helping them end this battle quickly," Alice shrugged, "In the chaos field, the best way to fight is not to move."

  Chaos Walker Chaos Field: A field-type ability that does not distinguish between friend and foe. The most intuitive manifestation is that the direction felt by people in the area is completely chaotic.

  When a person sees another person standing in front of him, this person may be in front of him, or behind him, or to his left or right, or even above and below him.

  It is also possible that he saw that this person was a lot of pieces of flesh, but the space where these pieces of flesh were located just happened to be put together in his field of vision. Who knows? It is also not advisable

  to locate here by sound. People's inherent sense of direction seems to have completely lost its meaning in the chaotic field.

  In addition, divination-type abilities cannot be used here, because the future trajectory is completely chaotic and cannot be predicted.

  However, if you stay in the chaotic field for a long time, there will be a little hidden side effect-it will make you gradually lose your mind.

  The field itself is based on the releaser as the core, and in fact, as the core of the release, Alice is the first victim-this is the true sense of friend and foe, and even the releaser is not left behind.

  In fact, the "absolute sanity" state of Sequence 4 provides a certain resistance to this, but Alice knows that this is not a long-term solution. She only unfolded it for a short moment, and after finding that the gang was fighting more fiercely, she quietly retracted it.

  "...Why don't they realize this?" Alice asked puzzledly.

  Klein tried to explain to her that fighting violence with violence was not feasible, and at this time, a passerby who looked like a local approached here, took out a few cans from his pocket and threw them in the middle of the road.

  ...What is that?

  Puzzled thoughts arose in the minds of both of them at the same time, and then a fishy smell came over.

  Obviously, the local man threw away the wolffish cans that had made a great reputation in the sea.

  Klein's face twitched, and just as he was about to endure the discomfort and leave the area, he saw Alice running over and picking up a can from the ground.

  ...What is she going to do?

  Klein's brain was working rapidly, and after a few seconds, he shouted out loud based on his understanding of Alice:

  "Alice, don't put everything in your mouth!!!" (End of this chapter)

Chapter 49 Do you share your mistress?

  This shout successfully attracted the attention of many people. Although they were escaping from the attack range of the wolffish can, many people still took a curious look.

  It was so strange. Alice obediently put down the wolffish can and ran back silently.

  The shouting forced Klein to breathe a breath of fresh air. He could no longer control the desire to vomit. After Alice stared at him and thought for two seconds, she was able to hold her breath for a long time and finally realized that restarting would have little effect here. She grabbed Klein and appeared at the outermost layer of the encirclement, then grabbed Klein and ran away.

  "...In this case," Klein couldn't help asking while running, "Why don't you just take me away?" "

  But we are the first now!" Alice replied.

  The farce ended after a minute. In a hidden corner, Alice handed a glass of lemonade to Klein who had just finished vomiting.

  Klein took the lemonade from Alice hesitantly, looked up at him in confusion, Alice blinked and replied:

  "This may make you feel better."

  He stared at Alice and thought for two seconds, then replied very politely:

  "Thank you."

  Alice showed an expression of hurt feelings. Klein

  ignored Alice's pretense and walked out with his suitcase. Alice, who did not get cooperation, followed him silently.

  For Klein and Alice, who were born in Loon, Nas can be regarded as a foreign country.

  Although it is not too far north, the temperature in Nas is not high. In April, Nas is still only a few degrees Celsius. After feeling the temperature around her, Alice, who maintained the appearance of a skirt, thought for a moment and transformed into thick clothes that are more suitable for this season.

  She is not afraid of the cold, but she has always been very immersed in playing a human.

  The most famous buildings here are various whaling houses. In the Gargas Islands, cooking white whales has formed a unique culture. Alice has heard of many famous restaurants in the outside world.

  She kept her eyes on these restaurants until she saw a group of people holding banners and parading in public.

  They had blond hair and were tall. The banners they held high had lines of words Alice didn't recognize.

  "What's that?" Alice pulled her translator, the crazy adventurer Mr. Gehrman Sparrow.

  "We oppose the indiscriminate hunting of white whales. We need sustainable development." Klein whispered.

  ...What an advanced concept.

  Alice's mouth twitched, and she realized that this was probably another trick of Emperor Roselle.

  Klein continued to translate the banners behind for her:

  "Hunting whales for survival, not for pleasure.

  " "Humans are no nobler than white whales.

  " "Greedy demons leave Nas."

  When she heard the last sentence, Alice couldn't help licking her lips and looked sideways at the restaurant not far away.

  Indiscriminate hunting and killing is indeed a very bad behavior, but...but...I really want to taste it...

  Alice's tears of sympathy flowed from her mouth.

  At this time, policemen in gray uniforms holding shields, long forks and sticks blocked the progress of the parade.

  After a brief argument, the situation quickly became intense.

  Before they opened the wolffish can, Klein put up an air straw and dragged away Alice, who wanted to stay and watch the fun.

  "Don't think of taking this opportunity to pick up a wolffish can!" he warned.

  Alice lowered her head silently.   

  They walked into a roadside hotel at random. When the front desk asked how many rooms they needed, Klein glanced at Alice and asked with his eyes if she needed any.

  Alice blinked and turned to the front desk and said, "Two rooms, thank you."

  The front desk immediately showed an expression that I understand to Gehrman Sparrow, and then said to Alice,

  "I'm very sorry, miss, there is only one room."

  Klein used the extraordinary ability of "Joker" to control his facial expression in time.

  Alice frowned when she heard this. She looked up and down at the front desk and asked in confusion,

  "In that case, why do you ask how many rooms we need?"

  The front desk began to organize her words.

  Alice kicked the counter, shaking the things on the counter twice, and then asked dissatisfiedly:

  "Do I look easy to deceive?"

  A drop of cold sweat slid from the receptionist's face to the registration book, but the receptionist didn't say anything, just smiled and responded:

  "Sorry, Miss, I was wrong, there are two rooms left."

  Alice wanted to say something, Klein patted Alice, so Alice gave up and raised her chin and said:

  "Hurry up."

  The receptionist quickly completed the registration and handed over two keys. Alice snatched the keys and was about to go upstairs, but someone else walked into the hotel.

  "Stay in the hotel." The person said so.

  Alice cast a dangerous look on the receptionist. The receptionist wiped the sweat from her forehead weakly and replied:

  "Sorry, we are full here."

  Klein silently reached out and pulled Alice away.

  After sorting out his things, the first thing Klein did was not to contact "Star Admiral" Cattleya, but to comfort Alice with food.

  Raw white whale slices, fried whale steaks, whale oil with skin, grilled whale meat... After eating a lot of whale, Alice finally forgot about the unknown hotel reception and the canned wolffish on the roadside.

  The next morning, they came to Gray Amber Street and walked into a store called "Fanatical Whale Dance".

  This was exactly the contact point that Cattleya told him.

  Looking at the gray-haired boss who was a head taller than him, Klein turned his head and glanced at Alice, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, and felt a lot more comfortable.

  ——After all, Gehrman Sparrow is 1.8 meters tall!

  Eh? What? Alice is a girl? And she is not an adult? She is still an angel! How dare she!

  Klein tapped the counter with his fingers and said in Feysac:

  "Buy whale oil."

  The boss's face was full of wrinkles, but he was only wearing a coat made of white whale skin. The light-colored pattern had a strange beauty.

  "How much?" The boss was drinking strong liquor in big gulps and had no time to care about the messy display of goods.

  "One and a quarter barrels." Klein replied.

  The boss slowed down his drinking and put the brown-green bottle on the counter:

  "Would you like a sip? The purest Nepos, the mistress of all Feysac men!"

  Alice looked at the two of them with hesitation.

  This is a special distilled liquor produced in Feysac, made from potatoes or grains. It is famous for its high alcohol content and its irritation like a flame. Compared with Sonia Blood Wine, it is quite cheap and more popular among ordinary Feysac people.

  "So your mistress is shared..." She finally couldn't help asking. (End of this chapter)

Chapter 50 I like drinking like I like my mistress

  "Cough, cough, cough!" The wine that the boss drank and the words that Klein was about to spit out were stuck in his throat. Amidst the violent coughing, the boss's face turned red.

  What should a human being do? He should go up and pat the boss on the back. But Alice looked down at the counter between her and the boss, and finally changed to another action.

  After seeing the boss stop coughing and "spit" the wine back into the bottle, Klein finally realized what happened. He stared at Alice, and Alice responded in confusion:

  "Why are you looking at me like that?

  "I just thought that sharing mistresses was a custom in Intis..."

  "I think," Klein tried to organize his words, "It's just a metaphor. Men in Feysac can't live without wine, do you understand?"

  "Oh~" Alice nodded in sudden realization and turned to the boss, "Do you like drinking as much as you like your mistress? Uh, do you like your mistress very much?" "

  ..." Klein didn't want to talk to her, and Klein also looked at the boss, "You can ignore her. "

  It seems a bit strange to discuss the issue of mistresses with a girl who looks like she is not yet an adult, even though it is rumored that this girl is supporting the crazy adventurer German Sparrow.

  The boss finally accepted Klein's suggestion and did not answer Alice's question. Instead, he asked German Sparrow:

  "Who introduced you?"

  In any case, after this episode, he didn't seem to plan to touch his wine for the time being.

  "Ms. Gertmuth." Klein replied.

  The boss exhaled and stood up staggeringly, looking clumsy.

  The smell of alcohol diffused in the air. Alice frowned and glanced at the brown-green wine bottle still on the table with ill intent.

  So when the boss finished instructing the clerk and led them away, Alice fell behind, picked up the bottle and poured a sip into her mouth.

  "Pooh, pooh, pooh! "She spat out the wine and placed the bottle heavily on the counter.

  The noise successfully startled the boss and Klein and they turned their heads back, but Alice didn't pay attention to it. After spitting twice, she realized that this would not eliminate the unique spicy taste of high-concentration alcohol. After hesitating for a moment between restarting and drinking water, she put on Amon's monocle.

  It's really useful.

  Klein, who fully understood everything, had an urge to put his hand on his forehead. He didn't dare to look at the boss's eyes at all, but just shouted to Alice expressionlessly:

  "Come here. "

  Alice paused. She glanced at Klein's face cautiously and whispered,

  "I just wonder why they like to drink so much..."

  After all, it smells bad.

  Klein turned his head to look at the boss. After staring at him for a few seconds, the boss seemed to have received some wrong instructions, turned around and continued to stagger forward.

  ...You can't argue with a drunk person.

  Klein silently looked away and looked at Alice.

  ...Forget it, you can't argue with a child.

  He sighed helplessly, turned around and followed the boss.

  Alice blinked twice on the spot, thinking that this was a sign that Klein didn't care about her, and trotted after him.

  They followed the boss all the way to the small room on the second floor of the warehouse at the back, and then saw the boss staggering and squatting down.

  "Let me look for it, let me look for it..." he muttered.

  This scene made Klein have the same doubts as Alice for a moment - is it really that delicious?

  Maybe I should have tasted it just now... Damn it, I won't be infected by Alice, right?

  He glanced at Alice, who was standing in a very unruly manner, and immediately stood up straight.   

  The drunken boss finally found a crystal ball from the pile of junk. He rubbed the crystal ball with both hands, and Alice heard a difficult and awkward ancient Hermetic language.

  The room gradually became dim, and all the dark corners suddenly became deep, as if emitting a strange attraction.

  The crystal ball became bright in this atmosphere, and the figure of a woman in a black classical robe emerged.

  She had a melon-shaped face, very white skin, and dark eyes with a slightly purple tint, full of mystery.

  "Hermit" lady...?

  Alice tilted her head and said nothing. Klein stepped forward and took the crystal ball from the boss.

  Cattleya, who was opposite the crystal ball, also saw the appearance of Gehrman Sparrow. She stared slightly and asked hesitantly:

  "German Sparrow?"

  She had already decided not to explore the true identity of "The World". Therefore, Cattleya was a little surprised when she saw Gehrman Sparrow, but she quickly remembered a rumor that seemed too bizarre in this situation.

  I heard that the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow was kept by an underage girl. Could it be...?

  Alice, who had just driven away the shop owner, appeared beside Klein at this time, and completely answered Cattleya's doubts.

  "Ms. Hermit!" She shouted happily.

  This title made Klein suddenly realize something. In order to prevent Alice from suddenly calling out Mr. Fool in front of others one day, he turned his head and reminded her:

  "Call me by my name.

  " "In case someone hears."

  "Ms. Cattleya. "Alice changed her words obediently.

  She actually understood Klein's hint, but Klein's distrust made Alice very angry, and she decided to do something.

  After staring at Cattleya for a few seconds, she reached out and pushed the monocle on her right eye. Before she could speak, Klein patted her head hard.

  The plan of pretending to be Amon and saying hello was forced to end. Alice angrily pulled off the monocle, and suddenly seemed to remember something and asked Klein:

  "The monocle I asked you to make for me before..."

  "I'll give it to you when I get back." Klein said lightly.

  So Alice quieted down, and Klein asked Cattleya:

  "When do we leave?"

  Their relationship is very good... much better than I thought. At least, Miss Fate seems to be really obedient...

  Cattleya felt a little relieved, and she answered Klein's question:

  "Eight o'clock tonight, Pier 6."

  "Okay. "Klein nodded slightly, then found that he couldn't lift his head.

  ——Alice was standing on tiptoe and reaching out to push his head down.

  In the crystal ball, the light dimmed quickly after Klein finished speaking, and Cattleya's figure disappeared in an instant.

  Obviously, even the "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya didn't want to get involved in this farce. She even gave up asking about the origin of the bizarre rumor.

  But from this point of view, some people think it's normal for Miss Destiny to support Gehrman Sparrow...

  On the "Future", in the captain's room, Cattleya looked at the crystal ball and thought slightly absent-mindedly. (End of this chapter)