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LORD OF THE MYSTERIES: THE LUCKY ONE

The bad news is that you’re dead. The good news is that you’ve transmigrated. The bad news is that it’s into a world of mysteries. The good news is that you haven’t read the book. The bad news is… what you’ve just swallowed by mistake seems to be the extraordinary characteristic of a lucky one. “Writers need to be logical, but fate never is.” Lite Version Introduction: A mysterious fanfiction, female protagonist, no romantic pairing, monster path.

Jeremiaj_Lloyd · Tranh châm biếm
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Chapter 213:  Light

Chapter 213: Light

Alice pondered for a moment before asking, "Do you really have a gender?"

Amon chuckled softly, somehow producing a chair from nowhere, and sat down to enlighten her. "As a naturally mythological being, human gender holds no significance for me."

Alice nodded thoughtfully and continued to explain Amon's earlier confusion:

"In human etiquette, unfamiliar men do not appear in women's bedrooms. Usually, only close relatives and lovers would do so. But actually, even close relatives tend to avoid such situations once the girl grows up...

"In short, having someone of the opposite sex in the bedroom is very strange! And even with the same sex, it's not quite in line with social etiquette if they are not familiar..."

Amon smiled at Alice and said, "I think we are quite familiar with each other... After all, exchanging gifts is something only friends do according to human etiquette, right?"

Alice frowned, trying to find a reason to refute this.

Amon watched her struggle with interest until a knock on the door interrupted them. Alice looked up instinctively at Amon.

Amon displayed an attitude of "do as you please."

Alice wrapped herself in the blanket like a coat, got out of bed, and walked to the door in her slippers.

"Evelyn?" Alice was surprised to see the person outside the door. She instinctively smiled to greet her but quickly remembered the embodiment of deceit and mischief hiding in her room. She immediately put away her smile, adopting a more distant and polite demeanor.

Undoubtedly, she failed.

"Your friend?" The voice of the time angel, filled with amusement, made Alice's body stiffen instantly.

She dared not turn around or show any obvious emotion, fearing Evelyn would notice something unusual—at least until Evelyn discovered it herself. Watching Alice panic and try to conceal it was far more amusing than directly parasitizing Evelyn.

Amon seemed to think the same, at least for now—He stood conspicuously to the side, watching Alice and Evelyn.

Alice gritted her teeth, while the unsuspecting Evelyn asked with concern:

"Brill, are you okay? I heard a scream just now... You look awful."

Upon hearing this, Amon looked at Alice, who was gritting her teeth, and chuckled, "Why aren't you speaking? Don't keep your friend waiting; she cares about you."

In what should have been a scene that broke her emotionally, Alice gradually calmed down. She noticed her emotions becoming steady and unaffected, allowing her to think clearly and rationally.

So far, Amon had no intention of parasitizing Evelyn—Alice was confident her intuition would alert her if He did, so she was certain of this.

Although Amon's attitude towards her was not entirely friendly, stripping away emotional influence made Alice realize more profoundly that Amon had an extraordinary amount of patience with her.

This was not simply because she was interesting. Despite Amon's playful demeanor, Alice remembered that the time angel described by Song Shu was a cautious and strategic being.

Unlike her, who acted for fun without considering the consequences.

Alice should have felt guilty, but under these circumstances, she didn't. Instead, she realized deeply that Amon approached her with a purpose unknown to her.

Moreover, she suspected Amon did not want to become mortal enemies with her, at least not to the point of no return...

Thinking of this, Alice looked at Evelyn, adjusted her expression, and said in a calm voice:

"I'm fine. I just had a nightmare and got scared."

Focused, Alice didn't notice Amon adjusting his monocle, a deep and obscure light flashing through the clear lens.

Alice didn't believe her performance could fool Evelyn, but her earnest hope seemed to work. Evelyn ignored the oddities and relaxed, smiling:

"That's good. I was worried something happened to you!

"Since you're fine, I'll head back now!"

"Okay." Alice responded lightly, her eyes lowered, quietly watching Evelyn turn and leave.

Amon didn't seem to plan any mischief at this moment. He stood there, doing nothing until Alice finished watching Evelyn leave and turned back.

"Why didn't you act?" Alice asked, her voice calm and indifferent, with little curiosity left.

Amon frowned, looking at her serene, emotionless eyes. After a while, he suddenly showed a teasing smile and asked curiously:

"If I had parasitized her just now, could you maintain this state?"

This question, asked with an unknown intention, achieved Amon's expected effect. Anger and murderous intent surged from Alice's eyes, shattering her previous calm.

Alice gritted her teeth, glaring at Amon, and declared, "I will kill you."

Amon's face spread with a joyful smile, as if completely unaware of Alice's anger, he said:

"You should thank me. After all, being like you just now is very dangerous—and I didn't really parasitize your friend."

"Because my reaction pleased you, because as a toy, I am more interesting than her, and because..." Alice pressed her lips, staring tightly at Amon, and said word by word, "You don't seem to want to become mortal enemies with me."

Amon didn't speak, seemingly acknowledging this. Alice continued, "But I hate being treated like a toy... So, I will kill you."

Her voice was soft and slow, seemingly lacking presence, but Alice knew it wasn't so. She could feel strands of light spreading from her, drifting towards the suddenly frowning Amon.

It wasn't visible to the naked eye but a peculiar sensation. The light, beautiful and harmless in Alice's view, gently fell on Amon, seemingly slow but actually instant.

Immediately, it felt like something broke or was erased, and a past scene replayed.

Alice saw Amon, standing opposite her, collapse as if losing support. Unlike before, this time she was in her own body.

She should be happy, should go and collect her spoils—perhaps they could be called spoils.

But exhaustion spread from her spiritual depth, causing Alice to collapse on the ground as well.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew through, closing the open door and hiding all the secrets within the room.