Mystery: Lucky One

“…You’re looking for me just for this kind of thing?” Above the gray fog, Klein showed an expression of disbelief.

Alice's eyes wandered.

Of course there was a reason for looking for Klein. If there was such a housekeeping service in this era and Klein knew how to find it, it would be great.

If Klein didn't know or if this era didn't have...

He should be arriving in Backlund soon, right?
Thinking of this, Alice secretly glanced at Klein and shouted affectionately:

“Klein~, you, you should be almost in Backlund, right?”

Klein shook his body instinctively and told her quickly:
"I know how to hire a housekeeper!"

Alice blinked at him, and from his panic-stricken attitude she came to the conclusion:
"Are you really almost in Backlund?"

“…It should arrive tomorrow,” Klein replied.

Alice tilted her head and asked curiously, "Do you want me to pick you up at the station?"

She paused, then added, "The good news is that I am now truly a saint of the Church of Evernight..."

“?” Klein looked at her blankly. “…Are you serious?”

For a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he seriously considered the possibility that Alice really went to the Church of Night to help him get information.

Alice stared at Klein for a few seconds, and after noticing the hint of gratitude in his eyes, she asked him seriously:

"Do you know what I sacrificed for you?"

"...Freedom?" Klein looked at her hesitantly and asked.

Alice nodded heavily and asked him, "Do you know what the saints of the church need to do every day?"

Klein shook his head honestly.

Alice then began to repeat Anthony's words with a serious face:

"It's nothing, actually. I just need to come to the church on time to handle some church affairs, such as reviewing various applications from the branch churches in the area under my charge, things like the transfer of seals, personnel transfers, and promotion arrangements, as well as statistics on extraordinary events and extraordinary people in the area, communication with other churches, etc...."

Klein's eyes gradually became blank. After Alice finished speaking, he looked at Alice and asked in a daze:
"Who told you this?"

"Archbishop Anthony," Alice answered truthfully.

“……?” Klein frowned slightly.

Of course there was no problem with this answer. He had heard of Archbishop Anthony during his time as a Night Watchman. As a saint of the church, it was only natural for Archbishop Anthony to know the work of the saints. The problem was...

Could the same be true for Alice?!
"Did he tell you that you would be doing this kind of work in the future?" Klein asked her with a frown.

"Well," Alice's eyes wandered, "this is the work of the saints of the church."

The work of the saints of the church... in other words, not her work?

Klein seemed to understand something. He glanced at Alice and asked, judging from his own experience:

“Is the church uneasy about entrusting anything to you?”

"?" Alice turned her head and glared at him.

Under her threatening gaze, Klein guiltily changed the subject: "Well, I'll tell you where to find door-to-door housekeeping services..."

Klein did know where to find home-based housekeeping services, or in other words, temporary maids to do odd jobs.

When he, Benson, and Melissa were in Tingen City, they hired a maid to do odd jobs at home and cook for them. Although Melissa was in charge of almost everything from selecting the maid to the final hiring, he at least knew where to hire the maid.

Melissa...

Thinking of Melissa, Klein couldn't help but glance at Alice again.

Without mentioning their actual age or Alice’s hard-to-define mental age, at least from the looks of it, Alice and Melissa should be about the same age.

So why is the gap so big?
Klein glanced at Alice, who always asked him for help with everything, and thought about Melissa, who could arrange everything on her own. He fully realized the disparity in the world.

While cursing in his heart, he told Alice everything he knew. After confirming that he didn't know more, Alice thought about it and dropped a bombshell:
"I...you know I went back to Tingen City, right?"

Klein nodded.

Alice took a deep breath and continued:

"When I went back, I met the captain."

Klein was slightly stunned. He remembered what Alice had said before about being depressed, and asked tentatively:

"The captain recognized you?"

He paused, remembering the vigilance he felt after reporting the changes at Chanis Gate, and advised: "It's normal for the captain to be wary of you. After all, resurrection from the dead is a thing..."

"No," Alice interrupted him, "I proved my identity to the captain - the captain believed that I was the goddess's favorite."

...Then what's the problem?
Klein looked at Alice with some confusion.

Alice shook her head and said softly:
"Although this is not what I originally intended to tell you, but... the captain called me 'Your Excellency' at the time."

Klein was stunned.

Just as Alice said, the captain believed her, and that's exactly where the bad thing happened.

Klein could almost imagine Alice's feelings.

This is not difficult to imagine, because he had experienced something similar earlier, when he pretended to be a clown and gave Melissa and Benson a bouquet of sevilla chrysanthemums.

It's not entirely consistent, because he didn't reveal his identity at the time, but if he had revealed it, if he had gained the trust of Benson and Melissa, the results would not have been good.

——Whether it is resurrection from the dead or being a demigod, it means something different in the end.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to pat Alice's shoulder to comfort her, but Alice seemed to have no use for it. She raised her head and said seriously:
"But then I discovered something."

"What?" Klein asked doubtfully.

Alice shook her head and asked solemnly, "Do you still remember Ms. Daly?"

“…What happened to Ms. Daly?” Klein subconsciously became uneasy.

He twisted his body and heard Alice's heavy voice:
"She and the captain are getting married!"

Oh, then... ah? Klein was dazed for a moment, then stared at Alice with his eyes wide open and asked in disbelief:
"Who is getting married to whom?"

"Captain and Ms. Daly," Alice repeated.

"What happened to the captain and Ms. Daly?" Klein confirmed for the second time.

'They are going to be married,' Alice answered for the second time.

“No,” Klein swallowed and finally accepted the matter. “When did this happen? Why didn’t I see it at all?”

Alice shrugged and shook her head.

"have no idea.

"Maybe it's because you've never been married."

Klein choked.

This was an irrefutable answer. He glared at Alice, stopped dwelling on the question, and asked:
"When is the wedding?"

"I don't know," Alice shook her head, "I saw it in the prophecy... But, anyway, they should have been talking about it."

Klein lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

This was a good thing. To be honest, Klein was happy for the captain, but that didn't stop him from being shocked by it—as he said, he hadn't noticed it before.

However, looking at the problem with an answer is different. Looking back at the past, Klein felt a sense of enlightenment. He murmured:
"No wonder..."

Some unnoticed details from the past became clear in my mind, and memory became evidence of the facts, making the facts no longer abrupt but rather expected.

Their chat ended here. Alice returned to the real world and asked someone to clean the room. Then she remembered a very serious question.

...How should she make money?

This is indeed a very serious issue - because judging from Archbishop Anthony's attitude, the Church of Darkness does not seem to intend to pay her a salary.

As for the comics... the scene of Amon coming to her with the comics in "The God-Forsaken Land" was still vivid in Alice's mind. Even if Alice had ten times the courage, she would not dare to continue drawing the story of Amon and Leonard - if she wanted to draw it, she would have to change it to a new version.

She didn't even dare to go to collect the remaining royalties - no, she didn't even dare to go to the magazine.

Her main fear was that Amon was inside.

Putting this aside, Alice found that she didn't know what she could do - could she really make a fortune charm and sell it for cash? Or pick up money on the street, or go to the gambling house to bet a few hands...

It's so pitiful for an angel to end up like this...

Alice was in a trance for a moment and touched the dried puppet.

This thing came from the demigod of the "Rose School" she killed. She had not looked at it carefully - the "Destiny" path was not the kind of path that relied on extraordinary items to fight, not to mention that it was only a Sequence 4 item. She was also aware of her own level, and this thing would hardly work in her hands.

She was prepared to sell her extraordinary characteristics.

However, after this is sold, she won’t have to worry about money for a while...

Alice lowered her head and began to think.

No, I don't actually have to worry about money. Angels don't need to eat. I just like to eat for fun, but it's okay if I don't eat. As for where to live... If it really doesn't work out, I can always sleep on the street, or under a bridge...

...Wouldn't it be really too pitiful for an angel to be in such a mess?
Alice put her hands to her face.

Klein rejected her suggestion to pick him up, so Alice spent Saturday doing nothing. On Sunday, she received a message from Klein.

"...The 'Wheel of Fortune' card?" Alice narrowed her eyes and muttered to herself, "I almost forgot about this... Did she also mention a 'Prophet' seal?"

This was the bargaining chip that Bernadette tried to use to negotiate with her earlier, but after she had embarrassed her several times, it became a gift to please her.

Now, this card is handed over to the respected Mr. Fool.

Alice did not store this card above the gray fog. Instead, she took it down through a ritual after receiving the news. She was quite curious about the "Wheel of Fortune" card.

Alice had seen the "Wheel of Fortune" card in her dream, but she didn't have time to take a closer look at it at that time. It was not until now that she had the opportunity to observe the card carefully.

In the dream, she only focused on the roulette wheel, which should be the wheel of fortune in theory, and the three Roselles beside it, and did not look at other parts in detail.

When Alice looked carefully at the cards in her hand, she realized that the river with surging waves rendered in the background of the cards should be the river of destiny.

The green roulette wheel rose from the waves, and a giant silver snake coiled up, like a chain imprisoning the roulette wheel, or like it was attached to it.

As for the three Roselles, one was sitting on the throne, one had tattered clothes, and the other seemed to be enjoying life.

Of course, there is another crucial reason why Alice wants this "Wheel of Fortune" card.

She flipped through the introductions on each page one by one, starting with the Sequence 9 "Monster" and ending with the Sequence 3 Chaos Walker, and simply glanced at them.

She focused on the "Prophet" page of Sequence 2.

——She wanted to know what a “prophet” looked like in the eyes of Roselle, or what a “prophet” looked like in the eyes of other high-sequence beings.

As early as when she saw the core ability of the "prophet", the "prophecy", she was doubting one thing - when the ability of "prophecy" becomes well-known, shouldn't this ability be useless?

Even if it is limited to high sequences, or even limited to angels, the effect should be greatly reduced - after all, if you can deceive an angel or a true god into believing, no ordinary person can compare to them.

She had always suspected that others did not know the true power of the "prophet".

The "blasphemous cards" left by Emperor Roselle are undoubtedly an excellent proof. After all, the status of these cards is extremely high, and they have anti-divination capabilities that even gods cannot resist... Even gods cannot resist?
Alice was stunned for a moment and was so shocked that she almost jumped up from her spot.

——Why did Roselle add an anti-divination that even gods cannot resist to the "Blasphemy Card"?

Alice frowned and looked at the "Wheel of Fortune" card in her hand, and her movements became hesitant.

"But the problem shouldn't be with the 'Wheel of Fortune' card..." Alice pointed at the cards in her hand, "Maybe it's a card that hasn't been discovered, or a specific combination, or more than a certain number of cards?"

She paused, then shook her head and said:
"But anyway... there must be something wrong with the 'Card of Blasphemy', and it's a big problem - maybe the card wasn't even made by the Emperor himself.

"Just like my previous prediction..."

Alice pursed her lips, remembering the "prophecy" the goddess had told her, which she herself had once said but had no recollection of.

She lowered her head with a gloomy look, skipped the potion formula and ritual, and read the corresponding introduction:
"Sequence 2: Prophet.

"An existence that has truly jumped out of the long river of fate can glimpse the truth of fate and witness the desperate and crazy nature of fate..." (End of this chapter)