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Chapter.40 Goddess Sword (Page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page    When he accidentally strolled to the intersection of Narcissus Street, the street where the girl had been led, Leonard couldn't help but stop and stared at the direction of the Municipal Square for a few seconds.

    At the intersection of the dim lights, he caught her unique light golden color from the crowd at a glance. But until she turned her body sideways during the conversation and turned her side face to him, he finally dared to confirm that the person on the other side of the street was not an illusion he imagined. He

    actually met her!

    Unlike the girl he had seen before, Alice tonight was dressed in a strange gray robe that dragged on the ground. Her face was beautiful and beautiful, and her temperament was more mysterious. She looked like a character who walked out of a historical book.

    She seemed to have just finished saying goodbye to the person next to her and turned around to leave in the opposite direction of him.

    Seeing this, Leonard ignored the old man's shocking voice in his mind and hurriedly walked towards the girl's location, while slightly raising his tone and calling her name.

    The other party stopped, turned around with a surprised expression and blinked twice.

    "Mr. Leonard?"

    "It seems that our meeting is destined, Miss Alice. The night sky and the stars tonight are really beautiful and charming, don't you think so?"

    Leonard swept away the low mood of the day, and greeted with a cheerful smile. Immediately, he recalled the rumors about the girl, and thought of the woman in a black dress who had just left her, so he pretended to make a casual tone.

    "By the way, was that person just now... Miss Alice's friend?"

    "Not really an acquaintance. The lady worked in a circus and accidentally heard the song I played, and then came over to chat with me for a while... Well, she just asked me if I wanted to try divination, and I declined her kindness and was about to leave." Alice shook her head and said.

    It's good that it has nothing to do with Ms. Danitali!

    Leonard breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to praise the goddess in his heart, and then turned his attention to the seven-stringed harp in the girl's arms.

    "So you know music... It's a pity that I didn't hear the sound of these strings being plucked, it must be very beautiful."

    "You will hear it next time you have a chance. But after all, it's just a lyrical work improvised by a wandering musician. You'd better not overestimate my level, otherwise you may be disappointed."

    She put a strand of hair that was blown by the wind behind her ear, revealing her delicate earlobe and small earlobe decorated with silver leaf-shaped ornaments.

    How could I be disappointed! A beautiful and elegant girl like this, who speaks and behaves elegantly and knows music, must be just being modest!

    Leonard pretended that he didn't hear the sound in his mind and took the opportunity to continue the girl's previous speech.

    "Wandering musician... Miss Alice's job in the cafe is just a part-time job, this is her main job? It sounds a bit romantic, but also a bit lonely..."

    The young night watchman, who was a little casual, couldn't help but romanticize her journey with just a little imagination, and for a moment he even felt a little yearning and envy.

    "You don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name." Alice smiled gently, "Besides, I don't plan to do the job in the cafe anymore, so I can avoid some subsequent troubles."

    - Someone with Danielle's personality, even if he verbally admitted that he was her master, probably wouldn't have much loyalty. If she went back to the cafe and continued her previous disguise, Danielle might come up with some non-lethal but bad enough method to persecute her...

    What's more, how could a master go to work for a slave?

    Alice nodded slightly as she thought so, but Leonard was overjoyed to hear her words. From his own perspective, he understood it in another way:

    she really rejected Ms. Danitali! Because this rejection also caused a conflict between her and her employer, she had no choice but to quit her job... By the way, it was a good opportunity to test her attitude and ask if she had any intention of doing clerical work!

    "Well, sorry, I hope my next job will be a little challenging... But thank you for considering me so much." After hearing his proposal, the girl said so tactfully.

    After chatting with Alice for a few more words, Leonard vaguely realized that she didn't seem to be as alienated as usual tonight. Just as he was wondering if she had encountered something, he heard a familiar vicissitudes of life in his mind.

    "Stupid boy, you can't even react to this. Are you waiting for me to teach you? What idiot in the world would stand on the side of the square and chat with other girls like this!"

    Yes. Leonard just reacted and felt another bombardment in his head.

    "It just so happens that she just said that she has been playing the piano nearby since the evening. Did you think that she might not have had dinner yet? Why don't you invite her to a cafe or restaurant? At the very least, we should go to the park next door and find a corner with a nice night view to consider other topics!"

    The expression on the face of the young night watcher with a poetic temperament was blank for a moment.

    Did the old man take the wrong medicine? He never said a word at such times before, but now he looked so angry that he wanted to kick him away?

    Unfortunately, now is not a good time to ask the old man...

    Looking at the girl in front of him who seemed to be a little puzzled by his sudden silence, Leonard swallowed the question and invited her with a gentle tone and a brisk expression.

    As expected, Alice did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

    Through the vision of the young night watcher, the parasite watched the scene in front of him and sighed silently.

    ——The silly boy didn't even notice that the "witch" lady he liked was wearing the same earrings as his colleague...

    Forget it, young people should experience more wind and rain and setbacks until they get hurt, and then they will know to stay away from unreliable relationships.

    But what's wrong with young people nowadays? Don't they mind dating a woman on the wanted list?

    ...

    No matter how the parasite complained, Leonard spent a happy and fulfilling evening.

    He even felt that the time he spent with Alice was always too short, and every time it was the time to say goodbye in the blink of an eye-tonight he was supposed to go on the night shift, and he finally agreed with his colleague Cohen Li to take his place until nine o'clock in the evening, so he had time to go out and look for romantic encounters.

    But today's harvest is already rich enough.

    Although most of the time he was still trying to find topics, and she simply responded to this process, but tonight Alice was indeed different from usual.

    She opened her heart to him! She told him about her mental journey of leaving her hometown and embarking on a journey alone!

    Leonard happily strolled back to Zouteland Street where the company was located, not bothering to pay attention to the sigh of the old man in his mind. It was not until he saw a carriage parked in front of the company from a distance that he put away the cheerful smile on his face, returned to his usual casual demeanor, and walked over, climbing the steps with light steps.

    When he opened the door, the figures of Captain Dunn and his colleague Klein appeared in his field of vision at the same time.

Chapter.40 Goddess Sword (Page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter    "You're back just in time, Leonard." Dunn Smith pointed in the direction of the reception hall, and said in a low and soft voice, "Just now, Klein reported a sudden 'magic mirror divination' incident. Of course, he judged the key to the problem well and interrupted the arrival of the evil spirit in time, preventing the situation from getting worse... You prepare a little, and we will take over the follow-up investigation of Heinus Vincent immediately; Klein, you can go back and rest."

    "I thought this would be my joining mission, and I should complete it alone next." Klein was obviously relieved and said with a smile.

    "You reminded me." Dunn nodded, remembering something that he almost forgot to the corner. "A little after seven o'clock, the police station transferred a case. The preliminary judgment is that it is suitable for the difficulty of joining the team. You can come and complete it tomorrow."

    After the captain explained the general matters, Klein said goodbye to the two of them despite the exhaustion of the ritual magic that drained a lot of spirituality, and slowly left the Blackthorn Security Company.

    Now he just wanted to go home and have a good sleep, and didn't want to care about anything else.

    Ah, of course, Melissa's suspicious look of what he had done to her two female friends should be properly dealt with!

    Klein didn't know at this time that while he was taking a detour to Zouteland Street to report the magic mirror incident, Alice had walked towards the townhouse on Daffodil Street before him, and met a man who stopped her on the way.

    He was wearing a long black windbreaker, a standard men's white shirt and dark trousers underneath, his golden brown hair was shaved very short, and the collars of his shirt and windbreaker were both raised, hiding his lips and chin in the shadows of the night. The

    unknown stranger put one hand in his pocket and carried a long suitcase in the other. He stood quietly on the girl's way, as if facing an old acquaintance returning home, and greeted her arrival calmly.

    The pedestrians nearby had disappeared without a trace. At less than nine o'clock on this Sunday night, Daffodil Street was as empty as if there was no one, and it was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of breathing.

    Alice stopped and tilted her head silently, as if thinking about the identity of the person in front of her.

    "Nice to meet you, Witch Lady." The tall and thin man in a black windbreaker turned around, looking at the girl with a pair of calm dark green eyes, and his cold thin lips slightly curled up. "Let me introduce myself. I am Kresty Sesima, a senior deacon of the Church of the Goddess of Night, and a hound who is following the order of the Goddess to track down your tracks... I believe you should know why I came here."

    Kresty seemed to be relaxed, but in fact he had already tensed up his nerves, ready to knock his teeth to release his spirit body, or activate the spiritual spell in the pocket of his windbreaker to buy time to unlock the seal of the bone sword.

    The girl in front of him had a beautiful face that almost surpassed the limit of human description. Even though he had seen her photos and information many times and thought he had resistance to beauty, he felt a little dizzy.

    Fortunately, she was wearing a wide gray robe that could cover her body curves, so she did not further show her terrible charm.

    The silent and brief confrontation finally ended here, and she... no, it is very likely that the existence that should be called "Him" gave a response.

    "You opened your spiritual vision right away, and you are so serious about wanting to see my true face. Aren't you afraid of going crazy like the unlucky gentleman before?"

    He smiled as he spoke, and his tone gradually became lighter.

    "Well, speaking of that unlucky guy, what was his name? Moon or Murli? He seemed to have only seen me in a dream without any preparation, and then you thought he was mentally ill. It's really... Oh, it's so pitiful."

    Kresty Sesima took a light breath and took a step forward unmoved, in order to resist His beautiful and almost creepy smile.

    "To speak with your back straight in front of you, you must first complete the step of looking you in the face."

    Seeing that he completely ignored her provocation, Alice suddenly seemed to lose interest, and the smile on her face faded instantly.

    "Tell me, why did you come to me... What does your goddess want to confirm from me?"

    "This is not a suitable place to communicate with you. Please follow me to the basement of Saint Selina Church." The whitened fingers holding the suitcase regained a little redness, and he stepped aside to make way. "There, you will get answers to these questions."

    "Well, it's convenient. If we can't reach an agreement, you can find a way to seal me up... What if I say I don't intend to cooperate? What will you do? Use your power to make me surrender, force me to go to the church?" The

    cyan eyes that were so clear that they could almost reflect other people's reflections looked at the god-favored person named "Goddess Sword", and stared at him silently for a few seconds. The tense feeling in the air was almost condensed into substance, tightening the heart of every living being.

    Until the corners of the mouth on that face raised again, a smile appeared, and the tense atmosphere before disappeared instantly.

    "Just kidding, you don't seem to want to have a conflict with me, which makes me a little curious about your bottom line of tolerance... Okay, lift the blockade of the street, don't interfere with normal traffic order, I will go with you."

    Interfering with normal traffic order... Being accused by a being suspected of evil, Krestai didn't know what to say for a moment. He paused for nearly ten seconds before gently tapping his teeth and giving instructions to the spirit he was driving. In

    just a few breaths, the extremely quiet and almost dead streets returned to the smell of fireworks full of life. Even those pedestrians walking on the night road seemed to be unaware of the changes that had taken place in this block, let alone that an invisible confrontation had been eliminated by a conversation that existed in secret. The

    two-wheeled hired carriage drove briskly through the street, turned at the fork in the street, and returned to Narcissus Street where Moretti's house was located.

    Melissa sat in the carriage and looked out. She seemed to see a familiar figure, but when she looked closer, she had already far passed the other person, so she had no choice but to give up the pursuit.

    She felt as if she saw Miss Alice walking with a tall man...

    Maybe she recognized the wrong person?

Chapter.41 Deep into the Darkness (Page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page    "The Church of Saint Selina is in front, sir."

    Stepping into the exquisite and beautiful white square beside the road, Krestai in a black windbreaker, holding a box made of silver-white metal in one hand, slowed down his pace slightly, and looked back at the petite girl who seemed quiet and harmless behind him.

    Seeing that the other party nodded casually, with the same nonchalant expression on her face, the God-favored One continued to lead the way silently, walking slowly towards the spire church at the end of the square.

    On this quiet night, the dark exterior wall of the Church of Saint Selina almost merged with the night sky behind it. The towering spire and the mottled bell tower were like stone monsters guarding behind the sacred curtain, looking down at the two tiny figures crossing the white square without saying a word, watching them push open the door of the church and plunge into the deeper and darker darkness.

    The corridor leading to the large prayer hall was dark. In the daytime, some light could still penetrate from the high colored windows, but now there was only an endless black curtain blocking the view. The sound of footsteps, one light and one heavy, echoed in this quiet and deep passage.

    But as if to deliberately break the quiet and solemn atmosphere at the moment, a clear and pleasant voice like singing rang out, with the vitality and romanticism unique to an innocent girl.

    "Won't you introduce your church to me? Explain the origin of its name, how many years of trials and tribulations it has experienced, and how many devout believers it has cultivated... Well, although I don't care about these, I must say that the architectural taste of your church is much better than that of the 'River and Sea Church' of the Storm Church."

    It seemed that all the priests in the church had fallen asleep on this peaceful night. Passing the open door at the end of the corridor, a thicker darkness enveloped the huge prayer hall and the rows of benches on the walkway.

    "...If you come during the day, you will see a purer and more sacred picture."

    Krestai Cecima seemed to be in his element in the darkness. He walked through the hall between the benches on both sides without hindrance, and came to the right side of the arched altar at the end. Finally, he stopped in front of a quietly opened secret door to wait.

    The "girl" behind him naturally did not need his guidance. She was like a foreign tourist who came to visit. She looked up and admired the light and slender lines of the dome in the dark. She walked along, and her right fingertips passed over the backs of each row of wooden benches.

    "There are a total of twenty-two rows of seats and twenty-two light holes." She finally walked through the long hall aisle and caught up with Krestai. "You goddesses are very particular about numbers."

    The God-favored Ones had heard a lot of these remarks that seemed to be expressing opinions about the gods but were difficult to characterize as disrespectful. They knew that the best way to deal with them was to ignore them.

    "Please follow me closely."

    He took long steps and entered another dark and narrow corridor behind the secret door. The lights on the walls on both sides were turned off, and the atmosphere became more and more silent and depressing, as if countless eyes hidden in the shadows opened and cast greedy and cold eyes at the two living people in the passage.

    "The underground ahead is where you store magic... the core of the array that stores the prayer power of believers. Where do I need to go?" In order to keep up with Krestai's seemingly accelerated pace, Alice had to jog a few steps, and then she found an opportunity to add her complaint, "By the way, has anyone ever said that you are not so gentlemanly and never consider the difference in stride between men and women?"

    Hearing this, Krestai, who had treated the "girl" as "Him" all the way, seemed to finally remember the height difference between the two and slowed down his pace.

    "Ahead is the real underground of Saint Selina Church, the Chanis Gate... Yes, we need to enter behind the gate and go to the deepest part. In addition, I just hope to save a little time on the road..."

    She chuckled and interrupted the serious explanation of the God's Favored One.

    "Oh? If you really want to save time, why did you walk nearly three blocks with me before, but refused to call a carriage? Or, it's also convenient to take a public carriage. Do you feel nervous staying in the same confined space with me?"

    ...

    There is no explanation. No matter which explanation, I can't say it.

    Taking a person who seems to be a high-level spirit on public transportation? Or calling a taxi?

    No matter how you imagine it, it will feel like an extremely strange picture.

    According to past practices, Krestai should have overcome these problems with the cooperation of his teammates, but now it is different. The oracle sent by the goddess shows that he should try his best to complete the mission entrusted to him alone.

    The goddess does not seem to want the details about the existence of this code-named "Mirror Witch" to be known by more ordinary night watchers.

    But...

    what He said is also right. Krestai does have a fearful wariness of Him.

    The captain of the night watcher team who encountered Him head-on, "Nightmare" Muni Kahn, can be said to be irreparable to some extent.

    As a member of the sleepless sequence, he didn't need to sleep too long. One or two hours during the day was enough for a full day's rest.

    Mooney Kahn was very strong and fortunately survived the most difficult stage at the beginning, but he fell behind.

    He couldn't give up the part that was polluted by Him, and even separated another self.

    Nightmare Mooney, who loves dreams and is obsessed with the person in the dream.

    Or it should be said that it is his second personality, the embodiment of consciousness that only revives in dreams.

    It is precisely because this personality born out of pollution desires dreams that Mooney Kahn must live a normal life every day and get enough sleep, otherwise he will be controlled by his other self and forced to "actively" fall asleep and dream.

    He can no longer stay up late like other sleepless people.

    What makes many senior executives who know the existence of "acting method" have no idea what to say is that the secondary personality born from this "nightmare" is keen on traveling in dreams, and accidentally meets the core rules of behavior contained in the potion, which makes him start to quickly digest the remaining potion.

    Perhaps within a few months, he would be able to reach the standard for advancement to Sequence 6.

    Of course, considering the various unstable factors, the church would not allow him to advance.

    But the strangest thing was that Muni Kahn's faith had never wavered. He was still a devout believer of the goddess, but it seemed that his thoughts had been distorted by external forces, as if he had unfortunately suffered from some kind of mental illness.

    Krestai Sesima declined to accept this sober madness.

    "... Please follow me." He repeated his previous words in the silence around him, then walked straight forward along the corridor and went deep into the underground along the stairs. His dark green eyes were calm, his lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was slightly cold.

    He heard His clear laughter behind him.

    "Let you go for now."

    Krestai didn't know what He meant by this, and his intuition told him that it would be better not to know, so he remained silent and continued walking until he stopped in front of a black iron double door engraved with seven dark holy emblems.

    "In the past, members of the city's Night Watch team would be on duty here, but the circumstances tonight are special. No one will interfere until the conversation with you is over." Krestey pointed in a certain direction. The kerosene lamp in the duty room was not lit. The doors and windows that were neatly embedded in the wall like a prison cell remained silent in the darkness, without any human voice.Chapter.41 Deep into the Darkness (Page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter    "Are you afraid that I will harm more people?" Thinking of the strange situation that she had not seen a single person along the way, Alice could only think in this direction.

    Kresty did not answer. His dark green eyes turned black silently. He lifted the silver-white metal box with his left hand and pressed on its surface with his right hand. In an instant, as if breaking a certain invisible barrier, the silver-white surface of the metal box emitted a star-like light.

    As the God-loved opened the lid of the box, a pure white bone sword no longer than one meter floated up slowly.

    "Every night, the power of the seal behind this door rises to its peak and is no longer suitable for living things." Kresty exhaled quietly, holding the bone sword with his left hand, and turned to stare at the girl's calm expression. "Soon...soon, please be patient."

    Alice soon understood the necessity of his deliberate emphasis on the word patience.

    The heavy black iron door in front of him opened halfway inward, making a tooth-grinding creaking sound.

    Before she could see clearly what was in the darkness behind the door, a mass of black threads as thin as hair began to emerge from the cracks in the door. The first black threads that broke through the door area stopped moving and returned to a dead-like silence until they were illuminated by the faint light from the bone sword in Creste's hand.

    But these strange black threads only calmed down. The cold, piercing, and trembling chill swept the air around the two from the inside out, as if the realm of the dead had invaded reality and made people feel terrified.

    "Pay attention and follow me closely."

    The God-favored One took the initiative to control the holy object in his hand, causing the light it emitted to spread outward, just covering the girl behind him.

    This made Alice, who wanted to take the opportunity to see the other party's reaction, sigh in boredom, and could only cooperate and follow him, walking together behind the black iron door where the black threads extended.

    If they were in the same pitch-black darkness, Klein would definitely be much more interesting than this stern-faced man. First of all, he would scare himself with his rich imagination...

    Well, although she was not incapable of dealing with a man like Krestai, this was not a place for fun, and she was not in the mood for it. She had to be patient for the time being.

    Alice put aside her distracting thoughts and walked forward slowly, following the only faint and warm white light in the darkness that was about to swallow her.

    This section of the road was probably the most difficult part of the whole journey.

    In this room full of countless thin lines, which moved and swayed like living things, there was almost no passage for people to walk. If it weren't for the holy object in the hands of the God-favored One that seemed to calm the thin lines, Alice had no doubt that she would be captured and sealed by the thin lines the moment she fell into the darkness, and then fall into eternal darkness.

    But she was not very worried.

    The sound of footsteps falling on the stone steps was extremely clear, as if it could echo in layers in the vast space deep underground.

    The stone steps extending downwards finally came to an end. The God-favored One holding a sword in one hand turned right into one of the stone chambers and stopped in front of a stone table and chair that was so simple that it was almost quaint.

    Although the vision was still dim and lightless, Alice noticed that the black lines did not enter the house. The darkness in front of her was just pure darkness that ordinary people could not see.

    "This place at this moment is a secret that can only be reached with the power of the goddess. Please take a seat, sir. At least now we are not enemies. We can use words instead of force to exchange opinions with each other."

    Creste Sesima put the silver-white metal suitcase on the table, opened its lid, and put back the bone sword in his hand. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, and his tone was calm and steady.

    "You have an outstanding formation design master who uses a high-quality active material so efficiently!"

    After roughly understanding the design ideas of the underground formation of this church, Alice couldn't help but praise it, and then sat down in front of the stone table illuminated by the moist and sparkling white light. There was still not much tension in her voice.

    "Well, you took so much trouble to bring me here, what do you... or your goddess want to know from me?"

    After a moment of silence as if thinking, Krestai nodded slightly, remained standing and reached out from the inside of his windbreaker to take out several envelope-sized things, and then placed them one by one in front of the maiden.

    "The first thing."

    Knowing that the other party, who also had dark vision, could see the scenes reflected in these black and white photos without the light of the bone sword, Krestai did not slow down and narrated calmly.

    "Your Excellency fought a battle in the grape wine estate in the southwest suburbs of Connat. The aftermath of this battle caused the plants in the woodland near the estate to overgrow over a period of weeks, and gradually evolved into the appearance in these photos."

    He silently pointed to several photos on the table, and looked at them in order, which were completely different real scenes.

    The first photo seemed to be taken from a distance with a wide field of vision. The left side was a very short, almost pocket-sized sparse woodland. The right half of the photo showed towering trees rising from the ground, forming a sharp contrast with the trees on the left side that were no different from bushes.

    In the second photo, three people who did not want to show their faces stood with their backs to the camera lens, hand in hand, in front of an extremely thick tree trunk, but even so they could not hug this exaggerated tree.

    In the third photo, a giant vine that was winding like a python was growing honeycomb-like fruits, and underneath it was an animal that looked like a badger but had two strange heads and many legs like an arthropod, eating it.

    The fourth and fifth photos...

    "Are these all the so-called aftermath of the battle?" Alice stared at these strange pictures that seemed not to appear in the eyes of ordinary people, and her expression gradually became surprised.

    Krestai nodded unmoved, walked to the stone bench opposite the girl and sat down:

    "Your Excellency was arrested... The day after you left the manor, plants began to mutate. Although it is incredible, it is obviously related to your Excellency-"

    "I did use a little nature... well, according to your understanding, it should be the spell of the life field, but it was just a simple spell to make vines grow and thorns grow in the woods. It is impossible to have such an impact on the entire area."

    Although she did have a bad premonition at the time, so she quickly changed her combat methods and stopped using such spells, but it would never cause this forest to change into the appearance in the photo!

    Alice finished arguing for herself, but heard the God's Favored One opposite her was silent for a while, and then spoke in a slightly low tone.

    "So, according to your Excellency, your Excellency has mastered some spells in the life field... rather than using some extraordinary items."

    ... Should I change my words to this statement temporarily? What's wrong with the life field? Aren't there gods who have corresponding authority among the gods, the mother goddess of the earth who symbolizes the harvest?

    Alice certainly knew how she should behave in front of the native god's spokesperson of this world so that she could deceive the other party like a real witch.

    But that would be wrong.

    She might be able to deceive the god's spokesperson, but how confident was she that she could deceive the goddess behind him?

    This was not the first time she had dealt with a god-level being. Although that was experience accumulated in another world, the things and qualities that the righteous gods whose doctrines tended to be order and kindness valued were always so similar.

    So Alice decided to show Him the truth.

    At least part of the truth, such as the natural spells that she had sealed until now.

    But why would the favored one of the goddess of night react like this?

    In the puzzled gaze of the girl, Creste Sesima frowned his sword-like eyebrows and asked with a cold expression:

    "The first thing... Your Excellency, what is your relationship with 'Mother'?"Chapter.42 Waiting at night (Page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page    Relationship with "mother"?

    Alice would not misinterpret the meaning of this sentence.

    "This should not refer to my biological mother."

    She frowned, then quickly relaxed.

    "I have nothing to do with the 'mother' you are talking about."

    No matter how many hidden dangers there are in the life field of this world, it has nothing to do with her, a complete outsider.

    It's not her fault.

    So there is no need to think about the answer to this question.

    Krestai seemed to want to ask something else, but when he spoke again, his tone changed.

    "The second thing, Your Excellency... Is your real name 'Chik'?"

    Chik? Who is this...

    After silently memorizing the pronunciation in her heart, Alice folded her hands and raised them up, just covering her lips, and her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved with a smile.

    "If I answer yes, will your goddess change her friendly attitude now? Or will she be relieved? But unfortunately, I have to say - no, my name is not this."

    After this round of questions and answers, the God-favored One was silent for a long time in front of her smile.

    "Well, although I feel that you have a third thing to say, since you don't know how to start, why don't you let me ask the question for the time being?"

    Krestai knew that the other party was not asking for his opinion, so he waited for confirmation of the goddess's tacit consent, and then nodded:

    "Ask."

    "Then, the first thing, I--"

    Alice imitated the sentence structure of the gods with a little bit of evil taste, and was about to say the doubts she had long considered asking the gods, but suddenly stopped the words that were about to come out.

    Can't ask... can't mention this question and the essence behind it to any god-level existence, otherwise, otherwise there will be extremely bad consequences!

    She believed in the dangerous omen that she intuitively perceived.

    No matter what the reason is, no matter how peaceful the attitude of the goddess of night is now, and even willing to send her favorite messenger to contact her, the meaning behind this question... or in other words, asking such a question from her position is itself an unreasonable and dangerous thing!

    What danger is more difficult than arousing the hostility of a righteous god? Being resisted by all the righteous gods in this world?

    That would be too... well...

    the young girl magician refused to imagine such a scene, and changed her words in an instant.

    "My name is Alice, just Alice. You can call me by this name, especially you, Creste Sesima, stop calling me Your Excellency." The

    God's Favored One was not surprised to be called by his full name. He knew the goddess's gaze. It could even be said that the "Sword of the Goddess" at this time was just a tool to act as a bridge for the dialogue between the two beings, and should not be involved in his personal thoughts. However,

    He... this "girl" who seemed to be the incarnation of an unknown existence deliberately emphasized the problem of his address to Him.

    Creste's first reaction was not surprise, but panic.

    It was like seeing some non-human existence wearing a human-like skin, trying to learn and imitate various human behaviors. He once again realized that the other party was another creature with a similar appearance to himself but a completely different inner self.

    Fortunately, He quickly skipped this topic and spoke with an elusive smile on his face.

    "The next thing is the second thing... well, please forgive me for not being able to describe the whole problem directly. Please listen to a short premise first."

    Upon hearing this, although Creste did not express anything obvious, he still unconsciously leaned forward a little, pretending to listen carefully.

    But just when he thought he would hear a story based on madness or chaos, the other party used a graceful tone that sounded like singing and chanting, and chanted in a clear voice:

    "The ruler of the end and nothingness;

    the cradle and destination of the endless fate of the other side of the stars;

    you are the root of evil, the source of demons, and the eternal disaster..."

    "Well, don't be too nervous, I said this honorable name in Loenese, didn't I?" Alice put down her folded hands, tapped the surface of the table twice with her fingers, and smiled to signal the God-favored One whose expression suddenly changed to calm down, "Anyway, the second thing is to confirm how much the Goddess and the Church of Evernight know about the meaning of this honorable name and the believers who worship and pursue Him?" "

    ..."

    The God-favored One was silent for a longer time than before.

    It seemed that only after the goddess who symbolized the night gave an answer did Creste finally stop looking tense as if he might jump up from the stone bench and grasp the holy sword at any time, and his stern expression also eased a little.

    "About the second point you raised, sir... do you know anything else besides the honorific name? For example, how do His followers call this existence?"

    "If I knew this, I wouldn't have asked specifically." Alice sighed silently, with a hint of loss in her voice, "It seems that I can only work harder and try to find these crazy people with broken brains."

    Resisting the urge to ask the other party's reasons, Krestai exhaled gently, followed the oracle of the goddess a moment ago, reorganized his words and said:

    "No matter what your decision is, what kind of person you want to find, you should go to a wider place. Tingen City is just a small stage. You may want to look elsewhere instead of being constrained by such a small city..."

    "The third thing you originally planned to say was that you wanted me to leave this city?" Alice held her chin with one hand, her expression still lacking tension, but her eyesight became sharper. The

    God's Favored One was stunned for a moment in surprise, and then gave a half-beat slower answer.

    "...This is your understanding. I am only giving advice, not a request. You can think about it slowly."

    Leaving Tingen... the advice of the Goddess of Night...

    Alice felt that this was a very kind attitude. Although she had originally planned to leave and visit other cities, she didn't want to leave in a hurry after hearing what others said.

    First of all, she hadn't thought about where to go next. Secondly, the back-up plan she arranged on those witches had not yet come to fruition. In addition, there were those personal trivial matters that had not yet been concluded...

    Because of her silence, Krestai didn't know what he was thinking about, or he got the follow-up of the oracle from the goddess. His expression was stiff, as if he had been brewing for a long time. Finally, he spoke in a heavy tone:

    "If you haven't decided on a specific destination for the time being, you can... you can... I-" "

    Can I temporarily follow you to travel around the Kingdom of Loen and accept your care?" Alice made up a nonsense, but found that this neat and thin man clenched his teeth directly, as if he was ready to sacrifice.

    "...Well, your goddess should know what kind of changes will occur to people who have been in contact with me for a long time, but she still arranges you to 'look after' me?"

    In this way, isn't he equivalent to a gift from the goddess to her?

Chapter.42 Waiting at night (page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter    I always feel that something is strange... How can you cheat your own God's favored one like this?

    Alice shook her head and stood up, brushing off the dust that might have stained her robe.

    "Forget it, I have decided on the follow-up arrangements. If there is nothing else, can I go back now?"

    Silently watching the "girl" calmly as if nothing had happened, Krestai exhaled lightly, and unconsciously loosened his fists. The close-fitting shirt on his back was soaked with a layer of cold sweat.

    "You have answered the three things mentioned in the goddess' oracle. Next, it is my personal request.

    May I ask if you are willing to return the two sealed objects belonging to the church?"

    Seeing her thoughtful look, Krestai briefly described the characteristics of the two lost sealed objects, and then said: "...these are the two items that the Connat Night Squad used on you."

    "Ah, you are talking about that..."

    Alice nodded in sudden realization, and then smiled.

    "I refuse."

    The next moment, all colors faded and faded from her body illuminated by the weak white light without warning, leaving only the monotonous black and white colors, remaining on the image that seemed to have suddenly lost its thickness. Just

    like changing from a three-dimensional entity back to a two-dimensional image, Alice, who was as thin as paper, soon turned into countless pieces of cracked broken mirrors, which scattered all over the ground.

    Creste Sesima was even stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: the existence claiming to be Alice had replaced the original body with a mirror clone since some time, and followed him all the way to the Chanis Gate under the church; now that the other party was planning to leave, he withdrew the part of consciousness attached to the clone and disappeared in an instant...

    Why did he have an indescribable feeling, just like, just like a child caught by his parents for doing something bad, running away quite decisively...

    Trying to put aside the strange imagination in his mind, the God-loved One sat silently in the silent darkness for a while, and got up to clean up the mirror fragments left by Alice, but found that the ground where the broken mirrors were scattered seemed to have some strange traces.

    He squatted down and tentatively touched one of the fragments. Instantly, a bone-chilling chill invaded from his fingertips.

    "Mirror made of ice..."

    ...

    No matter how the "Sword of the Goddess" suspected and speculated about the relationship between Alice and the original witch at this moment, it had nothing to do with the young magician far away from the basement of Saint Selina Church.

    Alice opened her eyes in the mirror world.

    While rubbing her numb legs, she stood up from a sitting position, still thinking about the three things that the Goddess of Night confirmed to her through the mouth of the God's Favored.

    In the final analysis, all the doubts and contradictions are concentrated on three eternal philosophical thoughts.

    Who is she, where is she, and what is she going to do.

    Who is she - has nothing to do with "mother", nor is she a certain existence of "Chik".

    Where is she - this is something that the Goddess of Night did not ask, but she almost let it slip.

    That's right, the first question she originally intended to confirm with the Goddess of Night is definitely closely related to a certain essence behind this world, so that her behavior of trying to explore this point will have the potential to arouse the other party's suspicion and make the Goddess suspect that she was not born in this world.

    Alice's initial idea was actually very simple.

    The Beyonders affiliated with the Orthodox Church, the Nighthawks, the Punishers, the Mechanical Heart members... from what she saw, they were generally not as good as the witches she had seen. The

    comparison benchmark here refers to the age and the speed of advancement of Beyonder abilities.

    Intuitively speaking, Beatrice took her first "Assassin" potion at the age of seventeen, advanced to "Instigator" in the same year, became a Sequence 7 "Witch" at the age of eighteen, and now she is a "Pleasure Witch" who can advance at any time, and she is only twenty years old this year; look at Triss, she also reached the level of Sequence 7 at the age of eighteen or nineteen... On

    the

    other hand, let's not talk about Klein for now, according to him, he has only been a Beyonder for a few weeks; Mr. Leonard is still only Sequence 8 at the age of twenty-five or twenty-six; their "Nightmare" captain is even more pitiful, he has not been able to advance to Sequence 6 in his thirties.

    The situation of the Punisher and the Mechanical Heart was not much better. There were many who were still at the level of Sequence 8 or 9 at such an old age.

    Personnel quality problem?

    It didn't seem to be due to such a simple reason.

    Difference in personal experience?

    It was true that Beatrice's life as an assassin was very thrilling, but the Beyonders of the Orthodox Church were by no means flowers grown in a greenhouse, and there shouldn't be such a significant gap.

    ...The answer should be the "acting method" mentioned in Beatrice's memory.

    The witches didn't care about exposing the "acting method" to low-sequence members, and it was obvious that this skill seemed to be a taboo in the Orthodox Church.

    This was what Alice wanted to ask the Goddess of Night, but in the end she gave up the idea because of the danger omen in her heart.

    ——Although she didn't know the reason, in the Goddess's cognition, she shouldn't ask such a question, and she should even know the reason behind it.

    Helplessly, Alice could only delay the process to the end.

    What should she do?

    While asking the goddess questions, she was also answering the third question that the goddess had not yet asked through the mouth of the God's Favored.

    She only cared about the "ruler of the end and nothingness" and his followers, and did not intend to interfere in other matters; the goddess's answer to this was that her target was not Tingen City.

    At this point, the pleasant question-and-answer session ended, and Alice also vaguely tasted some information from the goddess' attitude.

    It would be bad to have a relationship with "Mother", and it would probably not be a good thing to be involved with "Chik".

    The water in this world is still quite deep. Even the dignified gods have to bring her into the field covered by their own authority before they are willing to start this conversation. I don't know what they are afraid of.

    After Alice sorted out the harvest tonight, she moved her body after sitting still for a long time, and was about to leave the mirror world.

    The moment she opened the fragment door, she suddenly felt a strange feeling of being peeped at by others. When she turned around and looked in that direction, she lost the source of the peeping feeling.

    After thinking for three seconds, Alice gave up the idea of ​​chasing after her.

    Because she didn't feel any malice from that sight, it might just be a spirit that wandered near the mirror space, ignorant and no different from a small animal.

    If not, she should have been disturbed by the other party when she was half asleep in the mirror world before.

    Although Alice didn't care about it.

    No longer considering the problem of the peeper, she shook her head and walked through the fragmented light curtain in front of her, stepping out and returning to reality.

    Until the girl left for a long time, the alien power that fixed this mirror space gradually faded, countless fragments dimmed, no longer bright and clear, and the illusory space returned to chaos and disorder.

    A pair of silver eyes slowly opened, looking at the place where she had sat quietly with peace and indifference.

    ...

    "I don't know how long this key can be used..."

    Alice weighed the small copper key in her palm, recalling the scene two weeks ago when Klein handed it to her with embarrassment under the expectant eyes of Melissa and Benson behind him, and couldn't help but smile.

    With this in mind, she opened the door of the house along the street, entered the house as quietly as possible and closed it. Turning around, she saw the living room was brightly lit. A small black head was propped up on a frame made of hands, pecking at rice like a chicken in extreme sleepiness.

    As if awakened by the noise of her return home, Melissa, who was sitting at the dining table, opened her eyes and looked at the girl at the entrance.

    "Miss Alice, that's great. I was worried that you wouldn't come back tonight..."

    She was distracted for a short while, and she vaguely saw the hour hand on the clock pointing to midnight. Suddenly, she didn't know how to answer the girl with bright brown eyes in front of her.

    In the end, Alice sighed silently in her heart, with a genuine helplessness and tenderness on her face.

    "You can't stay up late, Melissa. You should go to bed, otherwise you will be late for school tomorrow morning."Chapter.43 Life is always full of misunderstandings (page 1/2)Previous ChapterbookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Page    Facing Alice's almost persuasive preaching, Melissa nodded subconsciously at first, and then quickly reaffirmed her position, shook her head, stood up and walked over.

    "I'll go to bed right away, but... Miss Alice, are you in trouble? Just now I seemed to see you walking with a man in a black windbreaker..."

    She did not hide her concern for Alice. Although she was one year younger than the gentle and generous girl in front of her, Melissa tried her best to make her young face look mature, as if she could grow up instantly and become a trustworthy and reliable adult like her brother.

    Ah, speaking of which, the trustworthy and reliable adult should have already lain in bed and was sleeping soundly...

    "Well, so you saw it." Alice was slightly stunned, and blinked in surprise, "It's mainly some work problems. Of course, it has been successfully resolved now."

    "Work problems... The man in the black windbreaker is the, um, bodyguard of Ms. Danitali?" Melissa chose the right words and tried to put in her explanation.

    Alice sighed, thinking that she couldn't let the girl continue to misunderstand.

    "That's not the case, because I have already quit the job at the cafe and am planning to try another job that may be more suitable for me."

    Melissa was surprised and a little relieved, and her eyes widened.

    "Why did Miss Alice suddenly think of changing jobs? The salary of working in that cafe should be pretty good... Ah, nothing, maybe I shouldn't ask so much... Then, Miss Alice, have you considered the direction of your new job?"

    Alice knew from before that the little girl in front of her seemed to have a lot of opinions about Danielle's personal reputation, and she was probably imagining some emotional entanglements at this time.

    But she didn't intend to explain, and she decided on the result after a little thought.

    "Well, I've almost finished my investigation and am going to a private detective agency to apply for an assistant position."

    So that's it! The man just now was a detective! No wonder he wore a trench coat, but no hat, and didn't go home after work so late... It's no wonder if he was a private detective, because they don't have fixed working hours!

    Melissa suddenly realized and felt that all her doubts had been explained. Alice silently calculated in her heart that Krestai was sent by the goddess to find her. In a sense, he was also an alternative detective... Well, the employer's identity was a little exaggerated.

    After a few more instructions to the girl to go to bed early, Alice was about to go upstairs with the girl, and then go back to their rooms to wash up and sleep, but found that Melissa still had an expression of wanting to say something but was hesitant.

    Under her questioning, Melissa finally spoke hesitantly: "Actually, Miss Alice, I think it is necessary to tell you something that happened tonight..."

    The girl briefly summarized the process of attending a friend's birthday dinner tonight, and then emphasized some of her brother Klein's actions, and added a comment at the end:

    "Klein explained that he explained the pronunciation and meaning of some ancient characters to my friend Elizabeth, but..."

    She bit her lip lightly and looked up at the blonde girl with a calm expression and an unchanged smile.

    "But there were so many men at the dinner, but only Klein... Klein was the only one who came to the second floor to chat with a girl. This is really, really inappropriate, and it's not fair to you, Miss Alice..."

    Alice finally realized what was going on. Was Melissa reporting her brother? Just because Klein went to chat with her friend during the dinner, and even caught the girl's attention?

    "Isn't this normal?" Alice couldn't help laughing. Facing Melissa's somewhat incredulous look, she replied softly, "First of all, Klein and I haven't progressed to the point of confirming our relationship, and I respect his personal wishes. If that's what he wants to do, then the opinions or dissuasion of others are probably useless... Melissa, it should be a good thing that a girl is interested in Klein. It shows that your brother is very charming, don't you think so?"

    "...Yes, indeed, Klein's personality is much more cheerful now than before... No, that's not the problem." Melissa was almost misled by her words. She shook her head quickly and widened her pair of bright dark brown eyes.

    "Miss Alice, you, you won't feel angry? Klein, he is not unaware of the subtext of talking to a girl alone during the dinner..." Dinner parties like those of middle-class families are more or less like blind dates.

    Thinking of a fatal problem, Melissa's expression gradually turned into worry.

    "Miss Alice, could it be that you are actually a believer of the Lord of Storms, or that you have listened to the teachings of the pastors of the Church of Storms too much, and that you think that men are the dominant ones in family relationships, and that women should unconditionally support and tolerate every decision he makes..."

    What was this silly girl thinking? Why did she suddenly bring up patriarchy?

    Alice was so amused that she found the gap where Melissa paused, interrupted her criticism of the Lord of Storms' teachings, and got the topic back on track. Then she performed a little, pretending to be a little jealous but pretending to be generous, saying that they should believe in Klein's character.

    "Melissa, could it be that you think your brother is the kind of philandering man who can't control himself when he sees a girl?"

    "...No, I believe Klein is not that kind of person." Melissa seemed to have finally regained her confidence in her brother.

    "Yes, that's what I think, so let's get over this. Now, you should put aside these worries and go back to your room to sleep."

    Alice pointed to the direction of the clock in the corner of the living room, and urged the girl to go upstairs and rest without question.

    Glancing at the hour hand that was almost pointing to twelve o'clock, Melissa stuck out her tongue in dismay. She felt as if she was caught by her mother for staying up late when she was a child. She nodded quickly and prepared to turn off the lights

    and go upstairs. "Wait a minute," Alice stopped her and reached out to put a beautifully wrapped candy into the girl's small hand. "This is a popular sleep aid candy in Backlund recently. Remember to brush your teeth after eating it, and then lie down. You can have a sweet dream in less than five minutes... Okay, go to bed. Good night, Melissa."

    "Ah, okay." The girl looked down at the colorful packaging of the candy reflecting the light, and responded half a beat late, "Good night, Miss Alice."

    ...

    After resolving the magic mirror divination incident at Selina's birthday dinner, Klein's life is still moving forward steadily. On

    Monday morning, he went to complete the task of joining the Night Watchman and resolved the ghost resentment that was lingering around Sir Deville.

    Through dream divination, Klein felt very clearly and intuitively the various misfortunes that happened to the poor people of this era.

    It was a kind of heaviness that could not be relieved.

    He didn't know how Alice viewed these people and things. When she told him about her experiences, she hardly expressed any personal emotions.

    But Klein asked himself that he couldn't be as indifferent as she was. He could only remember what he saw and thought in his heart, then adjust his mood and live his life well. If possible, he would help others within his ability.Chapter.43 Life is always full of misunderstandings (page 2/2)Previous pagebookshelfTable of contentsSave BookmarkNext Chapter    Because no matter what attitude you take towards life, time will pass equally. Instead of being immersed in negativity and depression, it is better to face every challenge with a positive state.

    Every... challenge...

    But! But this should not include corporal punishment-style combat training!

    No, those exercises are not combat training at all. They are just a combination of dumbbell lifting, squats, running, and skipping!

    The three-hour training course on Tuesday afternoon almost exhausted all of Klein's physical strength and energy.

    He went to the restaurant with his colleagues like a zombie and enjoyed the big meal to celebrate his official joining the team. Then, like a living dead, he was transported home by a carriage and returned to the room with the wall and fell into a real corpse state.

    Klein didn't even have the extra energy to think, to explore why he rarely saw Alice in the past two days.

    It was really... too tired, so tired that he wanted his brain to stop working...

    Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, and he was suddenly awakened by an idea in his drowsiness.

    - Oh, that bottle of potion! The bottle that Alice gave him before, which was said to be a potion that could restore energy and relieve fatigue!

    Klein struggled to get up from the bed, and with a desperate mentality, he moved to the bookcase, flipped to the corner of the well-hidden drawer at the bottom, and took out the small bottle of light green solvent.

    Of course, he had already confirmed the safety of this bottle of potion, and even secretly divined its ingredients and production methods... Although he failed to learn the skills of making potions, he now planned to try the effects of the products from another world -

    as soon as he opened the bottle cap, a sweet apple aroma floated into his nose.

    Klein hesitated and curiously brought the edge of the bottle to his mouth, thinking of tasting it and putting it away. In the end, before he could taste anything, the light green solvent potion was drunk in a few gulps. He even smacked his lips before he could taste a little bit of green apple fragrance.

    "It's made like fake juice..."

    Klein complained, and then he was pleasantly surprised. He felt that the mental fatigue and exhaustion were rapidly receding, as if he had slept for more than ten hours, full of energy and spirituality.

    The potion from another world is really useful...

    He sighed inwardly, and was about to use his legs to stand up again, but suddenly realized that his body was so heavy that he was a little out of control, and he almost fell to the ground.

    What's going on? !

    Isn't it a potion to relieve fatigue? Why is his body still so weak?

    Klein stood up with the help of the wall in a daze, and at the same time, he felt his active and light spirituality, and suddenly realized a fact.

    The essence of this bottle of energy potion that Alice gave him is similar to the "Goddess's Gaze". It can only play the role of restoring the spirit and making the self-spirituality feel less tired! Moreover, she never said that this bottle of energy potion can restore people's consumed physical strength!

    To him, it is like a bottle of blue potion that restores MP, but the color of the potion is misleading light green!

    Klein cursed himself for being stupid in his confusion, dragged his sore and weak body back to bed, and felt that it would be better before he drank the potion, at least he could fall asleep in exhaustion.

    Well, at least he knew that Alice's potion was indeed very effective. If she was in a good mood and willing to give him a few more bottles, he could keep them by his side and take them out to drink a bottle when he was lacking spiritual energy...

    But what should he do now? His physical strength was completely exhausted, but his spirit was full and full...

    Oh, right, he could go to the palace above the gray fog! Continue the exploration that he had not completed before!

    Klein wanted to jump up from the bed, but in the end he had no choice but to give up this plan. He supported the bed and slowly sat up, and then tried to stand up straight.

    After using the spiritual wall to seal the room, he chanted the spell and walked four steps in reverse crookedly, barely meeting the requirements of the ritual. He rose into the gray fog with his spiritual energy suddenly becoming lighter and free from his senses.

    However, perhaps due to the limitation of his own spiritual energy, although Klein had never relaxed his role as a "fortune teller" during this period, the feedback from the digestion of the potion was also ideal, even better than expected, but the gray fog world was still as boundless, mysterious and quiet as when he first entered.

    Even after he exhausted more than half of his energy, he still hadn't discovered any useful information.

    Of course, it couldn't be said that he had gained nothing.

    With his current strength, he couldn't figure out the mystery behind the gray fog world - knowing this gave him a firm motivation to make progress.

    Klein imagined the feeling of falling, and his consciousness suddenly became heavier. His vision was hazy and shifting, and finally fixed on the familiar scene of the furniture in the bedroom.

    "Why not take another hot bath..."

    Although he had taken a bath in the fighting teacher's house in the afternoon and washed off the sweat, he now planned to relieve muscle fatigue with mild hot water, relax his mind and help him sleep, so he just regarded it as a reward for himself and limped into the bathroom. After

    several attempts, Klein returned to the bedroom after taking a hot bath. He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. He was about to lie down and sleep, but suddenly felt a little thirsty. Thinking that the wine he drank at dinner had just circulated out of his body, he had no choice but to open the door and go downstairs, preparing to go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water and then come back to sleep.

    As a result, on the way downstairs, in the narrow stairwell, he met Alice, who came back late, face to face.

    "Why are you back so late..."

    Klein said subconsciously, and then suddenly stopped.

    No, there is no special reason, but... but, at this moment, she was wearing a pair of gentle and elegant brown-framed glasses, her beautiful long light-blonde hair was tied into a loose ponytail, and her clothes seemed to be more formal. The shirt on her chest was held up high, and her curves were graceful and beautiful. She seemed to have a charm between innocence and maturity more than the usual girls.

    Why does it feel like this witch lady from another world can easily control any temperament...

    Klein stared at Alice blankly for two seconds, and then blushed and thought of making way for her, but because of his heavy and weak body, he was somewhat unable to do so, so he could only make way for her to pass sideways.

    "Because there are many things to learn in the new job, if you don't pay attention, it will be too late to come back."

    Alice smiled lightly and didn't seem to care about his clumsy and weird performance. She answered and walked towards the top of the stairs. For

    some reason, as she got closer and closer, Klein suddenly felt that he seemed to be thirstier, and his mouth was so dry that he even had difficulty breathing.

    ... Ah, yes, it must be because of that fatal charm ability.

    Recalling this crucial point, he tried even harder to shrink back, and almost closed his eyes and prayed that this evil witch would not tease him at this time.

    But is that possible?

    Klein silently counted down in his heart, three, two, one...

    Eh.

    He looked back in surprise, and Alice had already passed him lightly and came to the stairs on the second floor.

    When he looked up, she seemed to have not understood what he meant, and looked back at him with a puzzled look.

    "Is there anything wrong?"

    Klein reacted immediately and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, it's okay, it's okay..."

    Perhaps he accumulated strength in an instant in his shameful mood. He ran downstairs and rushed into the kitchen. He drank a large glass of water, and then he felt his sore and weak limbs again, and felt the heavy body as if it was filled with lead.

    Damn it, why do I feel a little lost because of this kind of thing... Is there a dumbbell in my head?

    After a long while, Klein, who had adjusted his state, slowly moved upstairs. After turning off the lights in the corridor, he pushed open the bedroom door, walked to the edge of the bed in the dark, and prepared to lie down to sleep.

    At this moment, a soft, gentle, familiar female voice came from the darkness, as if the person who spoke was standing very close to his left hand!

    "Klein, I noticed that you seem to be particularly tired today..."

    He was startled and almost performed a high jump on the spot.

    Fortunately, he immediately recognized Alice's voice. While stroking his chest to calm himself, he did not forget to ask in surprise:

    "You, why did you suddenly run into my room!" I was almost scared to death by her!

    "Well, because I noticed that you seemed to be particularly tired, I have an idea for an experiment..."

    Her voice approached step by step in the silent darkness, and the ending tone rose slightly, which gave Klein a bad premonition.

    "So, this is what happened—" The girl finally stopped just one step away from him, then raised her hand and gently touched the center of his chest with her fingertips, spreading the cool touch through a thin summer shirt.

    "Would you like me to touch you, huh?"