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21 Tomb Sweeping

Klein couldn't help but glance at Alice.

If she hadn't known the sequence of the "audience" pathway, a writer, her words would have been complete nonsense, just like every word Alice had said before.

He shook his head, looked into Alice's eyes, and said something that seemed a little incoherent:

"The sedge daisy symbolizes happiness."

Alice was slightly startled, realizing that this was an answer to her earlier question.

This is a kind of chrysanthemum that comes in many colors, including yellow and white. The most common variety is golden yellow. As Klein said, this flower symbolizes happiness.

But this is not a flower that is commonly used when sweeping graves - although in theory chrysanthemums are indeed very suitable for sweeping graves.

However, Alice remembered this flower. She accompanied Klein to meet Benson and Melissa before leaving Tingen City, and Klein gave them this flower.

Before she could ask any questions, Klein changed the subject: "Alice, besides... uh, do you want any other reward?"

Alice shook her head.

She didn't have anything she desperately needed, or rather, there was nothing she desperately needed but couldn't get.

After all, she had just experienced something as outrageous as being given extraordinary characteristics.

Alice frowned and thought hard for a while, then suddenly had a good idea:

"By the way... can you help me sell something?"

"What?" Klein was stunned.

Alice shook her head and explained, "Can you help me sell the equipment that the demigod who wants to kill you exploded?"

Explosive...explosive equipment? Klein was stunned for a moment before he realized that this should refer to Beyonder characteristics.

She's really amazing... Klein looked at Alice with a slight headache, shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

——Compared to the 10,000 gold coins that Renette Tinicole asked for, the price Alice asked for was really too light.

This was obviously a special care for him, a special preference... Speaking of which, could Alice represent fate?

Klein suddenly shuddered.

——If Alice can represent fate to some extent, then, as the one favored by fate, what does he need to pay?

Even if she couldn't... Even if she couldn't, according to what Alice said, she actually seemed to be placing a bet...

Although she may not have any ideas, but in terms of her success... what kind of benefits does the fate that guided her to place the bet hope for her?

Klein suddenly thought of Alice's mother.

He felt unwell all over, and looked at Alice with a horrified look. In Alice's puzzled gaze...he responded to her words:

"Okay."

Alice blinked blankly and was about to ask something before Klein took away her authority and she returned to the real world.

Above the gray fog, Klein looked at the place where Alice's figure disappeared. After being silent for more than ten seconds, he sighed helplessly.

"If this is the request, it would be the most ideal outcome..." He whispered to himself, "After all, I can't really ignore her... If things really come to that, I will definitely agree... Uh, is this also part of fate's plan?"

The usual silence was maintained above the gray fog, and no one answered him. He could only sigh, send some money to Alice, and then return to the real world.

Taking the money stored with the Great Fool, Alice reentered the police station and asked the three police officers who were still playing cards:

"Um... can you help me transfer the overdue rent to the landlord?"

The three policemen looked at each other, as if it was the first time they saw someone take the initiative to return the money.

Alice stared at them and thought for a few seconds, then asked hesitantly:

"Do you need any money for running errands?"

The policeman who spoke to her the most took a breath.

Although they themselves were not Beyonders, as frontline police officers in Backlund, they were somewhat familiar with Beyonders and Beyonders—they were a group of people who could create a "gas explosion" level case on their own.

In other words, it was dangerous, so dangerous that they suspected Alice could sweep the police station by herself as long as she didn't care about the consequences.

It sounds outrageous that such a person would run away just to avoid paying the rent, but since the church has acknowledged it, they can't say anything and can only find a way to perfunctorily appease the landlord.

As a result, now that the landlord didn't care and rented out the house again, this lady said…she wanted to pay back the money?! She

even wanted to pay them for running errands?

They looked at each other, and finally Brooks, who had spoken the most to Alice, said:

"What are you talking about? This is our duty, our responsibility - just leave the money here."

"Ah," Alice suddenly realized. She nodded and thanked them sincerely. "Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome," Brooks replied with a polite smile.

So Alice left the overdue rent, bought an ice cream on the street, and found the subway station to go to Pritz Harbor.

The sack-style school uniforms she had left behind had become a small hit in Backlund. The loose and lightweight style, rough fabric, and dull gray color had become the favorite clothing for people doing manual labor. Alice saw that many people who pulled horse-drawn carriages and delivered packages liked to wear them.

When she got off the subway and arrived at Pritz Harbor, she was even more silent, because this kind of uniform was not uncommon on the cargo workers at the dock. In fact, Alice saw that this kind of school uniform even had some slightly slim-fitting styles...

Following Intis, Backlund's clothing moved towards modernization from another direction. It was not mainly about appearance, but more about ease and comfort. Alice had already seen similar hooded sweatshirts on the street.

"It really feels like I'm back home..." Alice boarded the ship to Enmat Port with mixed feelings.

This was the nearest port to Tingen City. She could have taken a steam train to Tingen City, but considering that she had come to Backlund by ship, she finally chose to return by ship.

She got off the boat at nightfall. There were carriages available at that time, but the flower shop was closed. Alice did not choose to go to the cemetery, but found a hotel nearby to stay.

The next morning, Alice got up from bed, checked out, took a carriage to Tingen City, and entered a flower shop.

"Welcome," a lady put down a pot of flowers and looked at her with a smile, "Is there anything you need?"

Alice looked around the flower shop, observed the varieties of flowers, and then said,

"I need a bunch of Seville chrysanthemums... No, wait."

Her eyes swept across the golden daisy and quickly spotted the daffodils next to them.

"Can daffodils and daisies be used for flower arrangements?" Alice asked.

This was a sudden thought. One reason was that she knew Klein lived on Daffodil Street before, and the other was the special nature of this flower - daffodils blooming in early spring symbolized new life and hope.

In a sense, it is actually very appropriate. After all, the people in these two graves have crawled out...

Alice kept her facial expression calm, and the lady who seemed to be the owner readily agreed to her words:

"Of course... What are you going to do?"

'That's great,' Alice laughed. 'I'll have two handfuls—I'm going to visit the graves.'

"Ah..." The shop owner was stunned by the answer. "It seems that you have good news to bring... Whose grave are you going to sweep?"

While chatting with Alice, she took out scissors and other tools to prepare flower arrangement.

"Mostly my own," Alice answered honestly.

The shop owner paused for a moment, glanced at Alice subconsciously, and finally laughed:

"Haha, you, you really love to joke..."

She subconsciously glanced at the sun outside the window. Unfortunately, the sun was covered by dark clouds at this time. She just exhaled, and instantly took it back, and the movements of her hands became much faster.

Alice quickly got the two bouquets of flowers she needed.

White daffodils are placed in a higher position, and their slender stems and elegant flower forms serve as linear elements of the bouquet, adding a sense of space.

The golden yellow Seville chrysanthemum is placed in the lower middle part of the bouquet. The plump flower heads and dense petals make the bouquet look fuller, more three-dimensional and full of layers.

Green leaves or twigs serve as a backdrop for the bouquet, adding a natural feel and balancing the colors, making the overall look more harmonious.

Alice took the bouquet from the silent and quick flower arrangement owner, holding one in each hand, and poked her head out from the middle and said,

"Thank you... er, can you hold it for me? I can't pay for it in this state."

Her bright smile diluted many of the shadows in the shop owner's heart, so the shop owner subconsciously looked out the window again, and the sun that had been blocked just now had now appeared.

So the shop owner was relieved, took the bouquet with a smile and said, "Okay."

"How much?" Alice asked, blinking.

"Freshly made bouquets will be more expensive, costing you 8 pounds each..." the shopkeeper replied.

"Hiss," Alice took a breath, "So expensive..."

She shook her head, took out banknotes and coins one by one from her body, counted out 16 pounds and handed them over, muttering:

"Fortunately I asked for a little more money... Oh, if only I could really get the paper money."

The owner's expression hesitated again. She took the money hesitantly, handed the bouquet back to Alice, and then looked at the sun outside the window.

Fortunately, it was still too... The warm sunshine made her feel a little relieved. However, after Alice stepped out of the flower shop, the dark clouds seemed to sense something and covered the sunshine again.

Just at this moment, an unknown wind blew up and blew into the room. The owner shuddered subconsciously. She looked in the direction where Alice left and found that she had disappeared into the crowd without her knowing when.

So soon...?

The shop owner shuddered in fear, hurriedly moved the flowers that had been moved to the store door back, closed the door, and hurried towards the church.

Alice didn't know what the shop owner did behind her. She mixed into the crowd with two bouquets of flowers, found a lucky coachman, and took a carriage to Raphael's Cemetery.

After two seconds of silence at the cemetery gate, Alice decided to give up looking for her own grave. She came to the door of the gravekeeper's hut, knocked on the door with her elbow, and then shouted:

"Is anyone there?"

An old man came out. Alice saw his gray hair and wrinkled skin. He was wearing a black robe and asked her in a hoarse voice:

"What is it?"

"I want to find the graves of Alice Kingsley and Clayne Moretti," she said.

The old man glanced at her. It seemed that this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation. He said to Alice in a voice that sounded quite old:

"Well... please wait a moment."

The old man then returned to the hut and pushed the door open after a while. Alice saw that he was holding a dim lantern in his right hand and a booklet in the other, which seemed to be a route map.

"Follow me." The old man said to her.

Alice followed him at once, and as she walked she asked curiously,

"Isn't it daytime now? Why are you carrying a lantern?"

The old man led the way and responded:

"This is for peace of mind.

"After working in a cemetery for a long time, you will always encounter some strange things... Are you here to sweep the graves?"

"Yes." Alice nodded, then remembered that the old man couldn't see.

As they walked, the old man continued, "Look at the flowers you prepared... Are the people in the tomb important to you?"

Alice was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the flowers in her hand blankly, and an idea popped into her mind.

...So, the flowers I prepared are expensive = I have a good relationship with the people in the tomb?

This was indeed a sound deduction. Alice choked and decided to confirm the gravekeeper's speculation:

"Yes...very important. One is my former colleague and now a very good friend, and the other is myself."

The gravekeeper paused and looked back at her.

She was alive, with smiling eyes, a rosy face, and full of life. The gravekeeper just glanced at her, then looked at the sun in the sky, and continued walking.

"It's better not to play such jokes in the cemetery," the gravekeeper warned unhappily.

Alice opened her mouth, wanting to say that this was not a joke, but she thought for a moment and closed it again - it sounded strange.

Led by the old man, they walked for a while and finally came to a row of graves.

"This should be it..." The old man walked in along the road, stopped in front of two tombs, and got closer to look at the names and photos on the tombs.

"Klein Moretti… Yes, that's it," the old man nodded and continued forward to the next grave. "Alice Kingsley…"

He moved closer and saw the name on the tombstone and the black-and-white photo above the name with his cloudy eyes. Then, he paused for a moment and turned around to look at Alice.

——The only difference between this vivid face of a young girl and the black-and-white photo on the tombstone is the difference between black-and-white and color, and between flat and three-dimensional. (End of this chapter)

22 "Your Excellency"

The gravekeeper swallowed hard twice, recalling his conversation with Alice.

——"Isn't it daytime now? Why are you holding a lantern?"

——"After working in a cemetery for a long time, you will always encounter some strange things... Are you here to sweep the graves?"

——"Look at the flowers you prepared... Is the person in the tomb important to you?"

——"Yes, it's very important... One is my former colleague and now a very good friend, and the other is myself."

The two conversations kept replaying in the gravekeeper's mind. Being a well-informed man, he suppressed his fear and looked at Alice.

Her facial features were almost identical to the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, with not much change, except for her blonde hair and blue eyes, which were different from the black and white, adding vitality to her.

She held a bouquet of flowers in each hand. The two bouquets looked similar and must have been custom-made together.

She was wearing a silver-gray robe. The gravekeeper didn't pay much attention to it when he first saw it, but now after looking at it carefully, he found that the robe seemed to be glowing slightly.

While the gravekeeper was looking at her, Alice tilted her head, her eyes moving between the photo on the tombstone and the gravekeeper's expression, and she understood the current situation without any obstacles.

He looked as if he were terribly frightened... Alice blinked twice and called out tentatively:

"Old man?"

The gravekeeper, who had been forcing himself to remain calm, mustered up his last bit of courage at the sound of this genuine and brisk voice. He swallowed and asked Alice for confirmation:

"Miss, are you and this person... sisters?"

If they are sisters, it's normal for them to look a bit alike... The gravekeeper tried to comfort himself.

Alice tilted her head, looked at the gravekeeper who was still trying to find an excuse with a sympathetic look, and said with a smile:

"No.

"I've already said that I'm here to sweep my own grave.

"You told me not to joke in such a harsh tone...but I wasn't joking, this was serious, right?"

Her attitude was not like a joke at all, and her words were even mixed with some complaints about the gravekeeper's attitude just now. The gravekeeper could no longer bear it, and with a little calmness in fear, he threw the useless lantern in his hand at Alice.

The gravekeeper's original plan was to throw the lantern and then turn around and run, but when he had turned halfway and hadn't taken a step, he watched himself turn back and the lantern returned to his hand.

Alice continued to stand there, holding two bouquets of flowers and looking at him.

So the old gravekeeper gritted his teeth and did something Alice didn't expect—he knelt down and kowtowed to Alice while shouting:

"Sir, it's unfair!

"I didn't kill you!"

Alice opened her mouth in shock. She looked at the gravekeeper who was kowtowed to her and yelled that he was innocent. She swallowed hard and interrupted him in the calmest tone possible:

"I know.

"You go now."

Under Alice's surprised gaze, the gravekeeper who heard this did not hesitate at all. He immediately got up from the ground, grabbed the route map that he had not put down, turned around and ran, leaving only a useless lantern on the ground.

"Your lantern--" Alice subconsciously wanted to stop him, but as soon as she spoke, the gravekeeper ran faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Alice stood there blankly, looking in the direction where the gravekeeper's back disappeared. After two seconds of silence, she kicked the lantern on the ground away and placed the two bouquets of flowers in front of the tombstone.

There were no tributes or flowers in front of the two tombstones, but the grass on the graves was not three feet tall either - there must be people who come here often, but today is not one of the suitable times for tomb sweeping, so no one came.

This didn't surprise Alice too much. After all, most people wouldn't visit the tomb every day, but only on a few specific days. And if they ran into an acquaintance from their "previous life" while visiting the tomb, that would be a huge joke.

Alice shook her head and left the cemetery.

…

After Alice left the flower shop, the owner did not take a carriage, but trotted quickly through the streets without caring much about his image.

She still kept telling herself that it was just a joke, but after that, the wind seemed colder than usual, the dark clouds in the sky pressed lower, the sun disappeared, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a haze.

The shop owner became more and more terrified. She walked all the way towards the location of the Church of Night in her memory. When she reached her destination, she almost jogged through the gate.

The warmth and tranquility of the church calmed her down a little, and as she looked around, the light from the stained glass windows formed colorful patterns on the ground, giving her a sense of otherworldly tranquility.

The owner exhaled, walked straight to the bench in front of the church, sat on the bench, tapped his chest four times, drew a crimson moon symbol, closed his eyes and prayed silently.

After she finished praying, the fear in her heart subsided a lot, so she raised her eyes and looked at the bishop in front of her.

This is the new bishop of the Church of Darkness in Tingen City who has been appointed in recent months. His name is Dunn. This bishop has a pair of calm and deep grey eyes. He is gentle and patient. Everyone who comes to him for help can get help, even in the middle of the night - some people suspect that this bishop does not sleep at all.

Seeing that Bishop Dunn did not seem to need to receive other people for the time being, the owner hurried forward and whispered about his experience:

"Bishop Dunne, I have come across a strange thing..."

Dunn listened to her story patiently, and finally said softly, "Don't worry, it should just be a joke."

This sentence was very convincing. The shop owner was relieved at once. She even showed a faint smile on her face. Just as she was about to express her gratitude, an old man in a black robe stumbled into the church and shouted in a terrified voice:

"Bishop Dunn, something happened!

" "I saw someone sweeping his own grave!"

This is the gravekeeper who escaped from Raphael's cemetery.

This time, even Dunn lost his composure. His eyes darkened slightly and he looked around.

This was probably a coincidence. There were only these two guys who had encountered ghosts in the church at this moment. So Dunn looked at the gravekeeper and said in a low voice:

"Tell me about the situation at that time."

The tranquil atmosphere also calmed the gravekeeper. He looked at Dunn, whose face was solemn, took a deep breath, and recounted his own experience:

"I am the gravekeeper of Raphael Cemetery. I have worked there for many years and have seen many strange things...

"Just today, just now, a girl knocked on my door and asked me to show her the way. She said she was going to visit the graves of two former colleagues, Alice Kingsley and Klein Moretti..."

"...Who?" The familiar name touched Dunn's nerves. His attitude suddenly became no longer calm and fluctuated slightly, but only slightly.

He stared at the gravekeeper, waiting for his answer.

"Alice Kingsley and Klein Moretti." The sudden change in attitude made the gravekeeper smell something unusual. He repeated the two names he had just mentioned with a little uneasiness.

"Please come with me." Dunn looked at the two of them and finally said this.

…

After leaving Raphael Cemetery, Alice wandered around the street for a few laps and began to think about what she should do next.

Of course, she returned to Tingen City not just to visit the graves, she had not forgotten her original purpose - she wanted to come back to see the night watchmen in Tingen City, mainly to see the captain.

I remember Archbishop Anthony said that the captain was promoted to bishop... Hmm, he should be in the church now?

Thinking in the same place will never lead to a conclusion. Alice waved to stop a carriage and headed towards the Church of the Night.

The Church of the Night in Tingen City was not big, and everything was still as familiar to Alice. She jumped off the carriage in front of the church door, paid the change and was about to go in, but she felt something was wrong and hid her body.

——Otherwise she would have to meet her boss before she died.

After doing all this, Alice stood at the door of the church, took a deep breath, and adjusted her mood.

She knew that the captain was most likely inside, and Alice certainly didn't plan to take a quick look and leave during her trip to Tingen City - she was going to meet the captain.

Strictly speaking, this should be the first time she met the captain after her death. Alice felt a little homesick, especially since she was not sure about the captain's attitude.

This is also the reason why she wants to meet the captain before becoming a saint or angel of the Church of Evernight - at least this way the sense of distance will not be so strong.

She struggled with her thoughts for a long time with mixed feelings at the church door, and just as she was about to go in, the people inside came out.

Alice was very familiar with the leader, or rather, the entire team was her acquaintance, including the two terrified guys following the team - the florist and the gravekeeper.

It's bad... Alice swallowed her saliva, revealed her body on the spot, and shouted hesitantly to the gray-eyed man in the lead:

"team leader..."

The entire team fell silent. Not mentioning the other two Nighthawks whom she knew but was not familiar with, nor her former captain Dunn, the two ordinary people at the end of the team were obviously impressed by her.

The one who reacted most violently was the gravekeeper. When he heard Alice's voice, he turned his head sharply and screamed,

"It's her, it's her!"

The flower shop owner also recognized Alice's identity from this exclamation, and she stepped back in fear.

This reaction confirmed what the gravekeeper said. Alice thought to herself that something was wrong and looked at Dunn nervously.

Faced with such a scene, Dunn was obviously the calmest among all the people, but he also adopted a fighting and defensive posture like everyone else - after all, in this world, a companion who came back from the dead is not necessarily a companion.

Alice knew this very well. Although she had never actually carried out any missions, she was familiar with the process, so she was not too surprised. She just asked carefully:

"Captain, how can I prove myself?"

In the silence, Dunn raised his hand to signal, and the others stopped attacking, but remained alert.

Dunn looked at Alice with a solemn expression and vigilant eyes, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who are you?"

——He didn't believe that the person in front of him was his former teammate.

This was bad news. After realizing this, Alice gritted her teeth and cast an angry look at the screaming gravekeeper.

She knew that it was not the gravekeeper's fault. It was just Alice's anger being vented on him. She would not really do anything. She just glared at him.

But the people present were obviously not aware of this, and they misunderstood her behavior. The gravekeeper shrank back, the florist with him, and Dunn stepped forward and stood in front.

He was protecting them, and he thought I would hurt them... This fact penetrated Alice's heart, and extinguished her anger like a basin of cold water, leaving only sadness and grievance.

Alice withdrew her gaze from the gravekeeper, gritted her teeth to hold back the tears, pursed her lips, and tried to make her tone sound normal as she explained:

"I, I just wanted to come back and see..."

She paused, realizing that this explanation was not credible. What she needed was to prove her identity, so Alice pondered for a moment and came up with the most theoretically appropriate and most convincing identity:

"I am the goddess's favored one."

This identity does have a certain degree of credibility. Under normal circumstances, no one who knows the existence of gods would pretend to be a follower of a god in front of a god's church.

At least that's how it seems in the eyes of others who haven't seen Alice impersonating the "Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros in front of the "real Creator" and dared to question the "real Creator".

Therefore, her self-introduction made everyone feel much more relaxed. Alice met Dunn's eyes and knew that she was only one step away from proving herself.

She closed her eyes, tapped her chest four times, and drew a crimson moon symbol skillfully. She then recited the name that she was so familiar with in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Goddess of the Night, who is higher than the starry sky and longer than eternity.

"You are the Lord of Crimson, the Mother of Secrets,

"Queen of trouble and terror, lord of sleep and silence,

"…"

The honorific name and prayer explained her identity, and Dunn and the other night watchmen completely let down their guard, but his attitude was not as good as Alice expected - or rather, his attitude was too good.

"I'm sorry, sir," Dunn said respectfully, "Are you here in Tingen City on a mission?"

Alice choked.

She obviously didn't reveal her identity just to watch this kind of drama where things change over time, so she wasn't very happy. She was even very sad - very sad.

This unhappiness has always been there. She recalled how others avoided her in Silver City and Moon City, how everyone in Backlund treated her when they knew her identity, and how Evelyn suddenly called her "you". Suddenly, her mouth drooped and tears fell.

"I'm just here to join the team," she said to Dunn through tears, "Captain." (End of this chapter)

23 Opportunity

At this moment, Alice realized that she had truly experienced death in Tingen City.

There are three deaths in a person's life.

The first is biological death, which occurs when the individual's heart and breathing stop and physiological functions cease.

The second is social death, which is not what we often call "social death", but refers to the moment when the individual's social identity ends after the funeral.

The third is death at the level of memory, which is also the most profound one. When the last person who remembers the individual also forgets the individual or disappears from this world, all traces left by the individual in this world will disappear.

On the surface, she experienced the first kind of death, but in fact, she experienced the second kind of death - the little girl in Tingen City had already died completely.

At this moment, she is Miss Destiny, she is an angel, she is the favored one of the goddess of night, but she is not the original Alice Kingsley.

——She was a deity, and Alice Kingsley at the time was an ordinary little girl, a mortal like them.

Tears flowed down like a dam bursting, but Alice's mood gradually calmed down. The long-standing depression was vented in tears, and the fragile emotions flowed out of her body along with the tears, until a voice sounded:

"Alice, you..."

Dunn called Alice's name softly in his still familiar voice and tone. The sound was as light as a sigh, but Alice still heard it. She quickly raised her head, but her eyes were obscured by tears.

Alice reached out to wipe away her tears. There was a hint of worry and concern in Dunn's eyes, but it disappeared the moment Alice saw it. She saw Dunn lower his head and asked again:

"Sir?"

Alice suddenly felt like crying again.

This was different from just now. Just now she was pure sadness and emotional breakdown, but now - she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

But Alice didn't let herself cry.

She held back her tears and forced a smile, as if she was returning home for the first time after being away for a long time. She said with a smile and a light tone:

"I, I'm fine, I just couldn't help myself...

"Captain, let me tell you, I'm much stronger now... I've really grown up.

"Don't worry about me...if you still worry about me."

There was a subtle choke in her words, but Alice did not try to hide it. She just took a last look at Dunn, then looked at the Church of the Night behind her, and then disappeared from the spot.

Alice didn't leave, she just hid her existence - she still had to see the consequences of this matter.

Just as she said, she had grown up a lot, so she still remembered that Klein's grave was next to hers, and this matter was not suitable to be exposed for the time being.

Because the goddess had no intention of exposing this matter.

Dunn did not choose to go back. He stared deeply at the place where Alice disappeared. Alice was not sure whether he knew that she did not leave, but Dunn did not plan to go out again. He returned to the church with his people.

Alice followed into the church. She was very experienced in doing this kind of thing, and she found that Bishop Dunn, who had been on duty all year round, finally left his post today.

Alice was actually very familiar with the following process, which was to appease the people in the know and, if they were suitable, invite them to become civilian staff - there was no such step here because neither the florist nor the gravekeeper were suitable.

After the florist and the gravekeeper had left, Dunn began to do his own thing. Alice saw him first turn on the telegraph machine to send a telegram, and then start writing a letter.

Without the telegraph code, Alice couldn't figure out the content of the telegram, so she just looked at Dunn who was writing a letter and began to hesitate - ah, isn't it impolite to peek at someone writing a letter?

After struggling for who knows how long, Alice saw Dunn folding the letters and realized that the letter was probably finished.

She opened her eyes wide, considering whether to find an opportunity to peek, but Dunn did not put away the envelope or mail the letter as she expected, but instead arranged a ceremony.

Alice watched as Dunn prepared the herbs and essential oils related to the realm of the dead, and then lit a candle.

Then Alice heard an ancient Hermetic spell:

"I!"

Following closely were two incantations in the Hermetic language:

"I summon in my own name!

"A spirit wandering in the void, a creature from the upper world driven by people, a messenger belonging exclusively to Daly Simone."

The captain is contacting Ms. Daly...?

Alice had to admit that she was confused for a moment.

She certainly didn't suspect that Dunn had told Ms. Daly about her information. From what she knew, the captain was not the kind of person who would not abide by the code of confidentiality.

Anyway, Dunn would definitely not tell anyone without permission.

So what Dunn would do now - judging by common sense, he would probably want to talk to someone close to him.

Alice knew that the captain had a good relationship with Ms. Daly, or it might be that the relationship was one-sided on Ms. Daly's side, because in her memory, although Ms. Daly had been transferred, she would still come back to see the captain often.

And the captain... The captain didn't mention Ms. Daly very often, but in Alice's impression, the captain seemed to always praise Ms. Daly.

It was the kind of praise that was very unfamiliar and distant.

...So their relationship is so good?!

Alice took a breath in surprise, and at the same time she was certain that Dunn would not dig up her and Klein's graves.

She felt relieved, and after thinking for a moment, she did not leave, but harassed the respected Mr. Fool on the spot:

"Mr. Fool…if I am depressed, can you help me call a psychologist?"

This was of course a joke. Alice was not actually that depressed. This little stimulation was not as harmful as the birthday gift given by the "Key of Light".

——That was, without any warning, when she was happiest, and her self-righteous arrogance was torn to pieces.

This time, Alice had actually anticipated Dunn's attitude. As early as when Evelyn called out "you", the fact that she had always been unwilling to face appeared.

——There has long been an impenetrable barrier between her and "mortals".

"Klein…" Alice called out softly, "Will this be the case in our future?"

This was a question that she didn't expect to get an answer to. Alice only glanced at the Holy Emblem of Night behind Dunn while asking the question, and thought of the goddess with a strange attitude.

It seemed that the goddess was not very close to her... Although her tolerance of her behavior could almost be described as indulgence, her attitude when speaking to her was not actually intimate.

...Are all gods like this?

Alice blinked blankly, and suddenly remembered a very naive saying: Growing up sometimes means loneliness.

...a bit too childish.

Alice shook her head, but did not leave Tingen City immediately. Instead, she quietly left a trace of concern on the captain, then wandered around Tingen City while waiting for Klein's reply.

You're here now.

Tingen was a place full of memories for Alice. After all, she had stayed here for three years. She walked through the streets and alleys. Before she got feedback from Klein and Dunn received a reply, she bought a Dixie pie and a cup of sweet iced tea.

Alice is actually not sure what she wants to do, or rather, she has never known what she wants to do - she has always been pushed around, pushed around by fate.

If the embodiment of fate was the long river of waves that she saw, she had probably been drifting with the flow. Now she was unwilling to go with the flow, and she tried to stand firm - but she had no idea what to do next.

Alice took a deep sip of the sweet ice tea in her mouth. Amid the sweet and sour taste, she suddenly remembered that there was a real "natural 'monster'" in Tingen City.

The man's name is Admisor. He has been active in the underground market of Tingen City for many years. He is a natural half-monster, but he has never had the chance to take the potion.

She suddenly wanted to take another look at this "natural 'freak'".

This idea came to her very suddenly, but Alice accepted it. She stepped into the underground market of Tingen City with a pack of Dixie pie and sweet iced tea - in fact, she had already finished eating them, and she just bought another one.

Admisol was actually not difficult to find. This guy who was always mumbling was very famous in this area. Alice, who was about to cross the road, had no worries about being discovered - well, she wasn't too worried about that in the first place.

She showed up at the entrance of the underground market and stopped in front of a random stall owner. While picking up the obviously fake amulet on the stall, she asked with a smile:

"Boss, have you seen that 'monster'? I just walked around and didn't seem to see him. This is a rare thing."

This was a lie; she had just walked in.

The boss didn't know it was a lie, or rather, he didn't care whether her words were true or not. Instead, he avoided answering and smiled as he recommended the things on his stall:

"Oh, are you looking for that 'monster'? It's not a lucky thing. It will be unlucky if you run into it. Why don't you buy two amulets and then go look for it?"

"Ah?" Alice blinked blankly. "He is only born half a 'monster', not a 'disaster priest'. How can it be unlucky to run into him?"

"That's hard to say..." The boss shook his head mysteriously, "But, 'Disaster Priest'? Hey, do all of you educated people talk like that? I have to say, he is really unlucky, and he is crazy all the time... But, priests are not necessarily crazy, right?"

Oh, he didn't know what a "disaster priest" was... Alice touched her chin.

As Alice looked at him with a puzzled look, the boss continued with a smile,

"But you'd better buy an amulet before going back to see him, right?"

Alice met the boss's gaze in confusion. After half a minute of staring at each other, she suddenly had an idea and understood what the boss meant - he was telling her that if she wanted to find out information, she should buy something first.

Alice lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

This was a very reasonable thing to do, so Alice asked the prices of all the amulets on the stall, preparing to choose the cheapest one. When she asked the price for the thirty-second time, the boss finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to her:

"Over there!"

Without hesitation, Ellie put down the amulet in her hand, stood up, and walked in the direction the boss pointed.

She walked in that direction to the end of the underground market, but couldn't see Ademisol, so she turned back in confusion. When she returned to her original place, she found that the boss had disappeared.

"...?" After standing there in a daze for two seconds, Alice guessed that she might have been tricked.

She opened her eyes wide, thinking whether to go to her boss to settle the score, when she suddenly heard a cry of joy:

"I, I can't see!"

Alice looked towards the source of the sound. Not far from her stood a pale young man.

He was wearing a worn linen shirt and blue-gray trousers. His eyes were distracted and crazy. His gaze was fixed on her, but it seemed as if he was looking through her at something else.

Alice heard his numb and joyful voice still going on:

"I can't see! I don't see anything!"

That was Admitsol.

During Alice's hesitation, Admisol walked forward excitedly, his unfocused eyes gradually focused, and he looked at her with joy.

After looking her up and down for several times, he seemed to have finally made up his mind. He circled around her and gradually choked up:

"I can't see anything..."

Of course he couldn't see anything, after all, the person standing in front of him was an angel from the "monster" path.

But such an excited attitude made Alice feel a little complicated, especially since she had just cried and was still emotional. After a moment of silence, she closed her eyes, adjusted her face, opened her eyes with a gentle smile, raised her head slightly and said:

"You were born with this pair of eyes from fate, and it became the source of your misfortune.

"And now, I have an opportunity here. Choose to accept it, and maybe you will end your bad luck and become the 'lucky one' who stands out.

"Perhaps after that, you will face even greater misfortune and become a 'disaster star' in the eyes of others...

"If fate favors you enough, perhaps you can find true luck in the disaster and become a 'winner'. In the joy of victory, you can stay calm and find the real turning point of your fate - maybe you will truly control bad luck and usher in hope.

"Of course, this is just an ideal direction, and the greater possibility is that you will usher in a deeper misfortune in the process and eventually die from it.

"And if you choose to refuse, you will continue to live here as the 'monster' Admisol here, but... at least in peace.

"Do you... choose to accept?" (End of this chapter)

24 Do you have no other choice?

In the long-lost peace, Admisol's scattered thoughts gradually returned to his mind and he gradually regained consciousness.

Alice's clear and soft words came into his ears on the wind. He listened to the whole passage in a trance. Although he could not understand the meaning, he understood at least one thing.

——This is an opportunity.

As for the possible negative consequences of this opportunity, and Alice's long string of words - Admisol didn't understand a word.

He only realized that this was an opportunity to escape from his current situation and escape from his current pain.

What could end his suffering?

Admithal knew the answer, as did everyone here - a "monster" potion.

"I accept." He responded without thinking.

Decisive and straightforward, everything went more smoothly than Alice had imagined. She stood there staring at Admisol for two seconds, then suddenly remembered that she had no paper or pen.

"Do you have a pen and paper?" she asked calmly.

Ademisol looked at her blankly.

It seems that there is no... Alice looked away, glanced at the crowd, and asked calmly:

"Do you have paper and pen?"

The crowd looked at each other, seemingly unable to understand her behavior. Ten seconds later, a young girl stood up from the most common amulet stall here, raised her hand and said,

"I have it."

As she said this, she walked over quickly, took out a palm-sized pocket notebook and a pen from her body and handed them to Alice.

"Thank you," Alice smiled at her, "Are you buying an amulet? I can help you pick one out later if you need it."

As she said this, she looked down at the notebook in her hand and asked hesitantly, "Can I tear off a page?"

"Of course." The girl smiled.

So Alice opened her notebook, wrote down the recipe for the "Monster" potion on a blank page, tore off the page, and handed it to Admithal.

Then she smiled and said to Ademisol:

"Congratulations, then.

"The misfortune of the past ends here, and what awaits you next is...

"It will be a new doom."

As she said this, Alice suddenly felt as if some barrier had loosened, and she realized that this was the feedback from the digestion of the potion.

...?

Alice frowned and looked at Admithal.

Admisol became nervous because of her gaze. He subconsciously clenched the fragile piece of paper in his hand, the paper that represented the "turnaround", as if he was afraid that Alice would suddenly regret it. He said decisively:

"I don't think it can get any worse than it is now."

Alice paused, realizing that now was not the time to dwell on this. She retracted her gaze and smiled softly at Admisol:

"Well, I wish you good luck - if that can be called good luck."

Then, she shrugged, returned the paper and pen to the girl who was standing blankly beside her, lowered her eyes and smiled at the girl who was half a head shorter than her:

"Do you want me to help you choose an amulet?"

The girl was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses. She looked at Alice, and suddenly said in a surprised and slightly excited tone:

"Need it!"

So Alice followed the girl and walked towards the crowd that had gathered at some point in time. When they reached the edge of the encirclement, she glanced lightly, and a hint of her aura successfully made people make way for her.

The girl took Alice forward, but did not stop at the stall at the beginning. Instead, they kept walking. The stalls and people around them became fewer and fewer, and their location became more and more remote.

Alice became more and more confused as she walked, not quite understanding what the girl was trying to do, but she followed her anyway.

After all, this girl can't do anything to her.

As Alice indulged herself, the strange girl brought her to a corner of the underground market, and then asked with joy:

"Can you say a blessing to me? Just like you did just now..."

Alice understood what was said and labeled the girl a "mysticism enthusiast" in her mind.

She glanced at the girl with a half-smile. The girl couldn't help but get nervous under the inexplicable pressure. Seeing this, Alice smiled brightly, shook her head at the girl and said,

"What a pity, you could have had a chance to get a really useful amulet.

"Now, all you have to take away is a warning - stay away from people like me.

"That's not a good thing."

She shook her head, looked at the girl with pity, and turned away.

No one noticed them, so after Alice took two steps, her figure disappeared from where she was, leaving only the girl with a look of astonishment on her face.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual on the captain's side - mainly meaning that she had not received a reply from Ms. Daly, Alice found a restaurant and ate while thinking about her feelings just now.

She was very familiar with that feeling, which was obviously a sign of the potion digesting, but the question was - what did she do?

Was it because of that sentence, or because of her behavior?

... Maybe both?

Alice took a bite of the steak in her mouth and cut another piece thoughtfully.

She had known for a long time that bringing bad luck to others would help digest the "Mage of Doom"'s potion. This was obvious, and Anderson Hood had made an outstanding contribution to proving this fact.

But what she had just done to Ademisol obviously had nothing to do with bringing bad luck - just as she said, she actually ended Ademisol's past bad luck.

As for the newborns... who knows whether it is bad luck or fortune?

...Why does this thing look so much like my promotion ceremony?

Alice blinked blankly, and this thought flashed through her mind. She frowned and muttered:

"To, to bring a turning point to other people's fate? "

"No, that's not right. This has nothing to do with the 'Mage of Doom'. It should be about bringing a turning point to people in doom. To go a step further, perhaps directly eliminating doom is also okay?

" "Oh, right, 'Mage'... since such a word with obvious control connotations is used, the 'Mage of Doom' should be in control of doom... so it definitely can't just bring doom!"

Alice exhaled and stuffed another piece of steak into her mouth.

Although the results of reasoning alone were not enough for the potion to give feedback, Alice's spirituality would never let her down at such times.

She naturally realized that this conclusion should be correct. It might not be complete or clear enough, but it was correct after all.

This made Alice feel strangely relieved.

If she really needs to bring bad luck to others, she doesn't actually have too much psychological burden - although it might be a bit uncomfortable if she sees it, isn't it okay if she doesn't see it?

She is very good at playing blind.

The most that can be done is to make up for it afterwards and comfort oneself.

She was mainly worried that Klein would have an opinion.

Alice murmured after a sigh of relief,

"If I really have to digest the potion by bringing bad luck, Klein will have objections no matter how I think about it... unless I go out and play pirates."

...Wait, this actually seems quite interesting, huh?

And if you accidentally die, you can get a bonus...

Alice began to seriously consider whether she could rob a ship.

What interrupted her thoughts was the sudden appearance of gray mist. She heard Klein's cautious voice:

"Alice? What's wrong with you?"

She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have asked Klein to call a psychiatrist for her.

After what happened in the underground market, she couldn't say that she had almost forgotten what happened just now, but Alice did find that she had at least almost forgotten the sad feeling just now - all she could think about now was how delicious the food was.

Alice put a hand over her face.

Come to think of it, it seems that Klein and I are not that distant from each other... We are even closer.

Is it because there is no such long-awaited reunion scene?

Well, if you round it off, he also watched me grow up... er, wait.

Alice blinked twice, and suddenly a magical sentence popped up in her mind: "I held you in my arms when you were a child."

Although it's a bit strange, the scene represented by this sentence seems to be similar to the Captain's scene and Evelyn's scene in some sense...

Alice lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

Now, the sad atmosphere was completely gone. Alice put down her hand silently, quickly finished her lunch, found an empty alley, whispered Klein's name in ancient Hermetic language, and then said in a deep and heavy tone at the end:

"Mr. Fool, I held you in my arms when you were a child."

Above the gray fog, after hearing these words, Klein chose to return to the real world without hesitation.

...I don't need to bother with her!

He kicked the floor indignantly, and soon he started to have a headache again, pinching his brows.

If she really has to grow up again from scratch, should I go to Miss Justice to ask for advice on child psychology...?

Klein's eyes were blank as he fell into deep thought.

Alice didn't know that Mr. Fool was already worrying about her education. She glanced at the captain who hadn't received a reply yet, and after thinking carefully for a moment, she remembered something she had forgotten to do.

——She was going to ask the goddess if she was willing to be her "mother".

Find a place, um... Alice thought and looked in the direction of the church.

...There shouldn't be a better place than a church!

But, but... am I just going to go there like this?

Alice shook her head and firmly rejected the plan.

While the church was certainly the appropriate place, this was a relatively formal issue and Alice felt that it deserved at least a prayer ceremony.

Of course, ceremonies could be held in the basement of the church, but she always felt that her presence there was strange.

With this mentality, Alice gave up the option of going to the church. After a little thought, she chose to return to Backlund - she planned to arrange the ceremony in the study.

While preparing the herbs related to the Night Realm and setting up the altar, a strange idea suddenly popped into Alice's mind.

If I restart the altar after I pray, will I have unused herbs and oils?

If so, can I pray again...

Faced with this tempting tip for saving money, Alice swallowed and then forcibly interrupted this train of thought.

——This is so disrespectful to people... so disrespectful to God.

You know, she was planning a prayer ceremony seriously, and it was all for a serious matter, but she ended up being so perfunctory with the materials...

Alice shook her head, set up the altar, and began to pray:

"Higher than the stars, more eternal than eternity,

"You are the Lord of Crimson, the Mother of Secrets,

"Queen of trouble and terror, lord of sleep and silence,

"I pray for your help, for your answer.

"I glimpsed a destined death at the other end of the long river of fate. Perhaps it was a destined ending. In order to avoid this ending, I need a new life.

"I need a 'mother'.

"Would you like to..."

Before she finished her words, the invisible wind had already swept up the remaining embers of the herbs, leaving a line of words in her sight:

"Don't you have any other choice?"

——This is an impatient rejection.

Alice stopped praying and swallowed as she looked at the words.

She realized that not only did the goddess reject her request without mercy, but Alice even felt that the goddess might not be so calm about the matter - She didn't even listen to her finish her words.

It is obvious that the goddess does not want to receive this "honor" at all.

Alice understood that this did not mean a refusal to help her, otherwise the goddess would not be willing to write her into the holy book - this was equivalent to publicly acknowledging that she was being protected.

This kind of rejection was probably similar to the goddess's refusal to talk to her at the beginning, and the reason why the goddess didn't talk at the beginning...

Alice has not forgotten what nonsense she said to the goddess.

Even without mentioning the wolf's fur that she had been obsessed with in the past, just talking about the present, she had asked the goddess similar questions in person.

What's more, she still claims outside that the night is her favorite...

Although she said this, Alice had never told the Goddess of Night about this matter face to face - the previous one was a special case, and she just spoke too quickly at the time.

After all, she never asked again, at least not in person...

"But, is it really because of this that the goddess doesn't want to talk to me… or does she not want to get too close to me?" Alice thought of Klein as she packed her things.

If we really talk about the absurd things she has said, she actually said quite a few to Klein, and Klein's response was even more outrageous than the goddess's - he wanted to fall in love with Amon and have children.

But what happened last time made Alice realize that Klein had an almost weird trust in her.

When there was no danger, Klein couldn't say he didn't believe what she said, but he was wary of every word and was determined not to believe her lies.

And the moment when the danger is real...

Judging from the last time Klein asked for help, his first reaction to that kind of life-and-death crisis seemed to be to ask her for help.

——He seemed to be convinced that he would not let anything happen to him.

So, what about the goddess?

Alice looked at the words formed by the ashes on the table and pursed her lips. (End of this chapter)

25 Wedding

The words formed by the ashes lost the residual warmth of the flame, revealing a cold truth to Alice - the goddess did not trust her.

This is the most fundamental reason.

This was a matter of course, because even Alice herself felt that she was not trustworthy, but this did not prevent her from making a note for the goddess in her little notebook.

Although she actually can't and won't do anything about it.

Unable to think of anything else to do, Alice, who had nothing to do, focused her attention on Dunn.

She really wanted to know why the Captain's first reaction was to write to Ms. Daly.

She waited and waited, but until the next night, Dunn still didn't get a reply from Ms. Daly, but met Ms. Daly directly.

Watching Ms. Daly walk into the church from a distance, and then watching Ms. Daly sitting in the front row of the church seats and praying quietly, Alice blinked, hid herself, and sat down not far from Ms. Daly, imitating her posture.

It really feels better to eavesdrop in person...

Alice let out a breath quietly and waited in her seat.

Although you will get help if you knock on the church door at night, the church does have closing hours - when the door is closed but there is someone on duty.

The existence of the Sleepless Ones has greatly reduced the personnel burden of the Church of Night. If they just sit in the church on duty, these Sequence 9 Beyonders only need to sleep for three to four hours, and one person can do the duty of two people.

However, it seemed that Dunn did not intend to be the extraordinary person on duty that night. After nightfall, he closed the door of the church and walked to the seat where Daly was.

Daly also seemed to have noticed something, put down her hand, opened her eyes, raised her head and looked at Dunn with a smile. Alice heard her ask,

"What's wrong, Dunn? You said in the letter that you wanted to see me... It sounds like something happened to you?"

Alice shuddered at the sound.

This was not Daly's most common frivolous tone. Instead, it carried a gentle concern that Alice had never seen before. She quickly opened her eyes in fear and turned to look at the expressions of Dunn and Daly.

The atmosphere between them revealed a sense of harmony. Just by looking at each other, there was an inexplicable atmosphere that no one could interfere with, as if they should be one.

For a moment, Alice felt that she should not be here, but should be lying in the coffin in Raphael's cemetery.

What happened next further confirmed her thoughts. She watched Dunn sitting next to Daley. He sighed and asked Daley,

"Can you accompany me to Raphael Cemetery?"

Daly turned her head to look at Dunn at the intersection. She didn't speak immediately, and there was no physical contact between the two of them, but Alice inexplicably felt that there was an invisible thing flowing between them.

Alice blinked her eyes, and she had a vague guess. As her mind moved, various possibilities about the future unfolded, and Alice saw what she wanted to see.

It was a wedding—Alice thought it couldn't be too far away.

Everything looked familiar. Alice watched them wearing wedding dresses and suits, exchanging rings and taking vows in front of the priest, and finally throwing down the wreath... This was exactly the wedding style she was familiar with.

She sat there in a trance, looking at Dunn and Daly in front of her. Suddenly, a new idea slowly emerged in her brain which had almost stopped working.

Can I be the captain's child...

...Will the captain stop me from eating ice cream?

Alice lowered her head again.

But when did the captain and Ms. Daly...?

How did they get together? Who confessed? It's really strange, there was obviously a little bit before... Well, there may not be no traces, or it may be that I didn't notice it.

Alice looked at the two of them in a trance for a long while. After they left the church hand in hand, she decided to share this shocking news with Klein.

Delivering the message through prayer would not allow her to appreciate the expression on the Respected Mr. Fool's face when he heard the news, so Alice did not choose to pray or use any other method to deliver the message - she wanted to save this surprise for the next meeting.

Well, a meeting above the gray fog is still a meeting.

Alice returned to St. Samuel Church with shock at the news, sat in front of Archbishop Anthony, and talked to him about the topic that she had not finished before:

"Well, I want to ask.

"Can I make up my own identity in the Holy Scriptures? Are there no restrictions or anything?"

This question alerted Archbishop Anthony. He glanced at Alice and replied, "No, generally speaking."

Generally speaking, no... Alice's mouth twitched, and she nodded,

"I actually want to ask, something like Dark Night is my Favored One..."

Before she finished her words, Archbishop Anthony's gentle expression disappeared completely, leaving only a cold stare.

Alice swallowed nervously and finished her words:

"This kind of thing, even if it's true, shouldn't be written down, right...?"

The truth...?

Alice's arrogance and insolence can be seen from the fact that she robbed the donation box of the Storm Church. If we consider her character, it is possible that this matter is not without the possibility of nonsense.

But she said it was true...

Anthony's intuition told him that this might not be a lie.

This, this is really... At a certain moment, Archbishop Anthony had the urge to find someone to sit here to replace him.

——He was really afraid that Miss Fate would reveal some more "facts".

While he was lost in thought, Alice grew impatient and waved at his face, trying to draw his attention back:

"You, are you still listening?

"Isn't this something you can't talk about?"

She paused, then added:

"If you lost your memory because of what I said just now... the me now, uh... if you volunteer, I should be able to erase your memory?

" "No, after you lose your memory, wouldn't you forget that 'you volunteered' as well... No, it shouldn't be noticeable that a whole section of memory is missing."

"Well, do you need it?"

"No need," Anthony refused calmly, "Such statements should not be allowed."

Alice felt a little disappointed for some reason. She curled her lips and said,

"Well, then - the goddess's favored one, the wandering... saint."

"Saint?" Anthony glanced at Alice.

He did not know the specific sequence of this lady of destiny, but in the chaotic news on the sea, most people believed that Alice was an angel, but she was different from most angels - she did not call herself "Your Highness" but "Your Majesty".

Many people have wondered which god she represents, but from her attitude, Anthony determined that the true god behind her is definitely not the goddess.

At least not from her perspective.

In addition, there is a slightly more reliable speculation about Alice's specific sequence - people speculate that she is a "prophet" because according to her own claim, she swallowed a "0" level seal from the "School of Life".

However, Anthony is actually very confused now, because he has not forgotten that Alice said that Kuroyoru was her favorite - although the specific circumstances of this matter need to be verified, but, she was just a "lucky person" at the beginning...

However, he is not just an ordinary "lucky person"...

Thinking of the files on the Megose incident in Tingen City that he had later found, Anthony felt that it made sense.

——A "lucky person" would not normally be lucky enough to let a vessel of an evil god fall to its death.

After the incident report in Tingen came out, there were two main doubts at the time.

One is that the two extraordinary people who died on the scene did not leave any extraordinary characteristics. In the report, the church judged at the time that Ince Zangwill took away the extraordinary characteristics, although this behavior was puzzling... and so on.

Anthony suddenly realized something.

During the Megaose incident, there were two Beyonders who fought with Megaose and died on the spot. Neither of them had any Beyonder characteristics. Now, one of them was standing in front of him, and the other...

Is he really dead?

Anthony felt a drop of cold sweat sliding down his forehead. He didn't dare to guess any further and focused his attention on another suspicious point.

Another doubt is obvious. The way Megaus died is full of doubts. The ending at the scene makes people speculate an impossible fact - Megaus, who fell accidentally, was cut in half by her own "weapon".

It is undeniable that with the strength of Tingen's Nightlord at that time, this was indeed the only way to effectively harm or even kill Megosa, except for Saint Selina's ashes. However, this method was a bit...

But if there was an angel or even a higher being who might have been the path of "destiny" mixed in the Nighthawks at that time, everything would make sense.

Alice noticed Anthony's doubts about her sequence, she spread her hands and asked Anthony:

"Even if it is written in the holy scriptures that I am a saint or an angel, will you really give me the corresponding authority?"

Anthony didn't say anything.

In this case, silence was the answer. Alice shook her head and smiled at Anthony,

"I don't get paid, and I don't have authority, so it doesn't matter what I fill in - just fill in Saint for me, after all, I just..."

After all, she had just taken the potion of the "Mage of Doom" not long ago. After all, she seemed to have mentioned saints when she was joking with Klein before. After all, she actually had no experience of being a saint in life, so it would be nice to write it down on paper...

Of course, these are original ideas.

After realizing that the goddess didn't trust him as much as Klein did, this even took on another meaning - she called herself the Angel of Fools, but was only willing to admit that she was a Saint of the Church of Evernight.

This means that if Klein is ultimately dissatisfied with the goddess's arrangement, if there is a possibility that Klein and the goddess might fall out, she will choose Klein.

However, this is something that will happen a very long time in the future, at least that's what Alice thinks now—it may take decades or even hundreds of years for Mr. Fool, who is a Sequence 5, to be promoted to a True God, but it will take at least a dozen years, until the eve of Doomsday, right? !

...I hope Klein can be promoted to an angel soon, so that he can still be my mother in time.

If you can't catch up, consider...

Alice remembered the Captain and Ms. Daly exchanging rings in the prophecy scene, and moved this option to second place.

——Although the sequence is not high enough, the captain and Ms. Daly are from the church. The goddess doesn't want to give birth herself, but she can't just ignore someone in her church getting pregnant!

...As long as she and the goddess don't fight.

Alice shook her head, glanced at Archbishop Anthony, and made her closing remarks:

"Since you won't give me the corresponding authority no matter what I write, let's just leave it like this for now. You guys can write the story as you like. Don't call me if there's nothing else to do, and don't call me if there's something else to do. Remember to send me a copy of the new holy book when it comes out."

She waved her hand and left the Church of Night.

After lying on the sofa for two hours, Alice jumped up as if awakened from a dream, slapped the coffee table excitedly, and told herself righteously:

"Alice, you can't fall any further, you have to work hard!

"You have already guessed how to act as the 'Mage

of Doom', so go out and act it out!" "Otherwise, are you going to wait for the 'Chaos Walker' potion to fall into your mouth?"

Alice encouraged herself after some chicken soup-style soliloquy. She stood up, opened the door and walked out of the house, falling into deep thought at the dark sky outside.

...I almost forgot it's night time now.

Alice, who was driven crazy by her own insanity, quietly retreated into the room, closed the door, and went back to the bedroom to prepare for sleep.

When she pushed open the bedroom door, the witch's scent in the air had dissipated, but Alice was silent for a moment and then stepped out.

"Tomorrow... let's clean and tidy up tomorrow." She murmured.

——Alice had a very strange feeling when she thought that a man who turned into a woman had slept in it.

However, this also reminded Alice of one thing, and she suddenly remembered that she almost forgot about "Cassandra" and Selwyn Muggeridge again.

Alice silently added this matter to her schedule, with the progress bar placed after playing the role of "Doom Wizard" and searching for the potion materials for "Chaos Walker".

Alice half sat and half lay on the sofa for half an hour, breathing steadily.

The next day was Friday. Alice, who had decided to clean her room yesterday, excitedly opened the bedroom door. After a moment of silence, she muttered to herself,

"I wonder if there is home housekeeping service in this era..."

She has always been good at working on sudden ideas, or in other words, she has always been good at escaping from the current task - in short, giving up.

So the moment this idea came to her mind, Alice decisively decided to give up yesterday's plan and go out to look for the legendary door-to-door housekeeping service.

Where to find it...

Alice stood on the street and thought for a moment, then knocked on the door of Sefirah Castle with her spiritual power and began to call out to the respected Mr. Fool. (End of this chapter)