Mystery: Lucky One

No matter how she looked at it, Alice felt that the butler seemed to be hinting at Adam's existence throughout the story.

Although Alice swore to heaven that Adam had absolutely nothing to do with her doing this in the first place - it was 0-08 that was involved, but now that things had come to this point, Alice felt that she should still ask Adam.

This was respect for an angel king... Well, to be honest, she just didn't want to offend Adam for the time being.

This Angel King of the "audience" path is too mysterious. Alice still hasn't figured out what His purpose is and what His bottom line is. Even in today's situation, Adam just took a look and left.

Is this considered a default?
Alice didn't know, but since she wasn't stopped, Alice decided to take it as a default.

"But, Adam is more convenient than calling him by his honorific name..." Alice muttered to herself, "If that's the case, then why couldn't we add Adam to the method we used to deal with Amon at that time besides Lie... besides 'Storm Lord'..."

Thinking of this, Alice took a deep breath and screamed, "Help, Adam, your brother is trying to kill me!"

This time, Adam kept his gaze on Alice for quite a long time, and it seemed that he had no intention of looking away. Alice guessed that he must be very confused now.

After all, no matter how you look at it, her behavior when Adam noticed her a few times didn't seem normal...

Alice thought about it, closed her eyes, and made the sign of the cross on her chest devoutly. Then, before she could say anything, Adam looked away.

...What are you doing!

Alice slammed the table angrily but cautiously, gritted her teeth, and decided to send the comics to the magazine.

After returning from the magazine, Alice realized that her life had become boring again.

It was already a new week, and with the thought that nothing was better than nothing, Alice left a commission at the Tarot Club to find the main ingredient for the potion - what if someone saw it?

Alice, who had nothing to do, pondered and seriously considered the possibility of drawing a new comic book.

Not the kind of plagiarism, she felt she needed to find something to do in her boring daily life, such as creating some outrageous plots.

——Only when the pain of not creating exceeds the pain of creating, will the artist start to create.

Before Alice was driven crazy by boredom, she received a message from Archbishop Anthony - thank God, the church and the "Mechanical Heart" had completed the negotiations.

In the basement of St. Samuel's Church, Alice successfully saw '2-111', the legendary magic mirror.

With Anthony's hesitant look in her eyes, Alice curiously reached out and poked and tapped the magic mirror. After fiddling with it for a while, a line of weak blood-red words appeared on the surface of the mirror:
"Great Miss Destiny, do you have any questions?"

Alice silently withdrew her hand and turned to look at Anthony's expression.

Very good, worthy of being an archbishop, his facial expression management is very good - Alice did not read any emotion from his face.

It shouldn't be strange for this mirror to call me Miss Fate... Alice turned her attention back to the mirror with mixed feelings, stroked her chin, and asked her first question:
"Is this your problem?"

The words on Arrodes disappeared, and new words appeared:
"Yes, your question also counts."

Alice nodded thoughtfully and asked her first serious question: "Why is your number not '2-333'?" She successfully confused Anthony and Arrodes.

It took Arrodes quite a long time to reply to the message. Alice felt that it might be stuck, but anyway, it responded like this:

"Except for the '0' level seals that are common to all the major churches, the other levels of seals are ranked according to the time of discovery.

“When I was discovered by the Mechanical Heart, my danger level was classified as ‘2’, which means dangerous and can be used with caution and moderation.

"There are already 110 Level 2 Sealed Objects inside the Mechanical Heart, so my number is 2-111."

It was a formulaic but impeccable answer. Alice was silent for two seconds before she realized that Arrodes had successfully used this answer to make her lose interest in asking more random questions—without violating the rules at all.

At this time, Arrodes continued to speak: "According to the rules, you need to answer a question for me."

This was something Alice had known for a long time. Although she lost interest due to Arrodes' answer, she still nodded without much concern.

So Arrodes arranged new words: "What does '2-333' mean?"

Alice, who had never seen Arrodes' sharp questions, did not notice the abnormality of these two questions. Although she thought that such questions were a bit incompatible with the game of truth or dare and seemed a bit too boring, she still accepted them well for the time being.

After all, this is just the beginning.

After a brief thought, Alice decided to fight back. She cleared her throat and tried to imitate a mechanical voice, answering in a completely fixed tone and rhythm without any fluctuations:
"It comes from a time when I was living, when the original 233 came from a social context where the emoticon for the number 233 was pounding the floor with laughter.

“Therefore, some people like to add ‘2333’ when communicating with others to express their funny feelings.

"As this custom evolved and spread, as of the last time I can remember, people have begun to use the number 2 followed by 3 to indicate the degree of laughter."

Anthony was completely unable to control his strange look at this moment. He looked at Alice and realized belatedly that this might be a way for her to vent her emotions.

Quite special.

As for Arrodes... no one knew what his mood was. He was as quiet as if he were dead. After a line of correct answers popped up, he started playing dead.

The good news is that this behavior did successfully vent Alice's emotions. She didn't continue to do anything, but rolled her eyes and suddenly asked in a strange tone:
"Mirror, mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful being in the world?"

This is obviously a reproduction of the famous scene in Snow White. Alice simply changed "woman" to existence - after all, Alice thinks that the most beautiful thing should not be people.

Anthony continued to wonder about this, and Arrodes was half-confused and half-horrified, as shown in the following...

A silver-white lightning appeared out of nowhere, illuminating the basement of St. Samuel's Church.

In Alice's stunned eyes, the lightning struck Arrodes with concentration and without mercy. (End of this chapter)