Mystery: Lucky One

...?
They all fell silent.

Will Auceptin had previously made no secret of his hostility towards Alice. After confirming Klein's relationship with Alice, it was not impossible for him to take action against Klein.

But after careful consideration, Klein chose to question this speculation:

"If He wanted to take action, what has He been doing since you got the probability dice until now?"

“Maybe,” Alice folded her hands and placed them under her chin, thinking seriously about this serious question, “He thought I was too weak at that time, and it would be meaningless to fight with me.”

Klein began to look at Alice with a strange look, until Alice finally couldn't help it and screamed to deny what he had just said:
“I know that reason is not reliable!

"But you can't conclude that Will Auceptin won't hurt you just because of this, right?"

Klein looked at Alice, shook his head, and brought up something seemingly unrelated:

"Do you think Ouroboros intended to hurt Anderson?"

"Of course not," Alice denied without hesitation, "It was obviously an accident, right? If it was Anderson who was intentionally hurting, then..."

Alice's voice suddenly paused. She suddenly understood Klein's purpose in mentioning Anderson.

——If Will Auceptin’s goal included Klein, he would not be alive today.

Alice frowned slightly, and after looking Klein up and down, she asked with a little curiosity:

"Well... forget about my side, but is Will Auceptin trying to show his affection to you?"

Klein looked at Alice with a confused look. Meeting Alice's innocent eyes, it took a while for Klein to vaguely understand her bandit logic.

——Will Auceptin could have easily crushed him to death, but he didn’t, so this was a gesture of goodwill.

He fell silent after reading it. He didn't know whether this statement was correct or not, but at least, if Will Auceptin held this logic, he would definitely not support it.

As for Alice...

Forget it.

Klein shook his head and asked Alice, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Alice blinked and began to look through what she had encountered during this period.

In fact, a lot of things happened, but Alice only focused on the things that required Mr. Fool's help.

There were not many such things. Alice only recalled the shadow of Miss Justice in her memory. She remembered that she had originally planned to talk to Miss Justice.

She also remembered that after receiving the contract from Klein, she had not tried to summon a messenger, but this did not seem to be something that required help.

As for “0-34”…

Alice shook her head and asked Klein:

"Can I keep the '0' level seal with you?"

"...Ah?" Klein subconsciously glanced at Alice. After all, the "Level 0" Sealed Item she mentioned was mostly referring to him.

Alice realized what Klein was thinking almost immediately. She stared and said:

"I did not mean that!"

Then, she withdrew her momentum and said with a frown in a slightly distressed tone:

"The Church of Knowledge gave me a gift... a '0' grade sealed object, which comes from the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Prophet'."

Klein was not unfamiliar with this name. Alice had mentioned this sequence to him before. Even if not, the blasphemous card of the Wheel of Fortune was temporarily in his possession—although Alice rejected his request to have this card appear with other cards at the Tarot Club.

This is because having one more Blasphemy Card does not explain much about Mr. Fool's status, and Alice is particularly stubborn about the fact that both the Fool and Darkness are her followers. She does not want anyone to think that she dedicated the Blasphemy Card of the Wheel of Fortune to Mr. Fool.

Unless Mr. Fool has nothing in his hands and urgently needs something like this to maintain his style.

But the Great Fool had no shortage of such a blasphemous card, so he only looked through it in private and did not take it out at the Tarot meeting.

Klein was no stranger to the glaring Sequence 2 “Prophet”, and he could easily understand why Alice received this gift. However, Klein rejected Alice’s idea of ​​leaving “0-34” above the gray fog without hesitation:

"I'm afraid this is not safe..."

He didn't elaborate on the rest of the reason because he believed Alice understood, and this was obviously not Alice's first choice, she seemed to be just asking casually.

Alice sighed and shook her head as she expected the rejection.
"I know, I just mentioned it in passing... I think there's nothing else to do, or you can help me get through to Miss Justice."

Klein looked at Alice in surprise.

Before he could agree, Alice shook her head and denied it:

"Forget it, I'll go by myself... Uh, how about I ask Miss Justice at the next Tarot Club?"

Alice looked at Klein with a questioning look.

Of course, she could go directly along the web line to find Audrey, but judging from Audrey's previous behavior, Alice thought this might scare Miss Justice.

It's never polite to scare your doctor.

“Okay.” Klein agreed with her with confidence.

Alice exhaled, shook her head and said:

"I don't have anything else to do...well, shall I go back first?"

Klein nodded, and Alice naturally left the gray fog and returned to the real world.

The next day was Wednesday of this week. Alice still went to church diligently in the morning. However, now in addition to praying, she had a new purpose - she was observing the actions of the priests of the church.

After all, if being a priest really provided an opportunity to play the role of a "mage of doom", Alice would be happy to try it - it was better than cleaning toilets for two months like Klein.

Compared to the archbishop who always seemed to sit at the desk to handle official business, the bishops were much freer, even though they were also Beyonders. The most boring bishop was the one standing in the middle of the church as a decoration. Alice watched him preach to believers one after another, answering questions and solving problems. She thought that if she was forced to do this kind of thing, she might not be able to complete the role of the "Mage of Doom".

——This is simply a disaster that came out of nowhere.

No, from this perspective, perhaps Archbishop Anthony's position is more suitable for me...

Alice shook her head in horror and looked in the direction of the confessional.

She knew that there was a bishop on duty in the confessional, and for no other reason, she went in to confess - or perhaps it couldn't be called confession.

To be honest, Alice thought that working in the confessional might be interesting, if there were enough believers like herself.

Of course, you don't have to be as exaggerated as her, just ordinary gossip will be enough - you know, the confessional in the church is where the gossip of the entire district is hidden.

If she had to choose one of these jobs, Alice decided to choose this one. As for ordinary priests... after seeing their busy figures, Alice felt that this job was not suitable for her.

Unless the church can accept that it is using a “restart” to clean up the church.

Judging from Klein's performance, this kind of thing didn't seem easy to accept, so Alice put this option aside and didn't consider it for the time being.

This was the result Alice came to after observing for three consecutive mornings. As for why there was no fourth morning - it was simple, she was called in by Archbishop Anthony.

When she came out again, the box containing "0-34" had disappeared from her hand, and she was holding a stack of thick books in her hand, which were said to be the rewritten scriptures.

While inside, Alice flipped through it casually and found that the church did not adopt her nonsense. She did not write any shocking statements such as "the night is her favorite". She was simply given a separate volume like other saints.

This result was within Alice's expectations. She was neither happy nor disappointed. However, there was one thing that made her very happy - she did not charge for this holy book. After hearing that the previous holy book had been kept secret, Archbishop Anthony had a strange expression on his face, but he did not ask her to pay for it.

Although she was originally "taken" away.

It was not until she walked out of the church that Alice remembered that she had forgotten to tell him about her work plans, so she readily decided to have fun for another weekend.

Unlike Alice's leisurely life, Klein had a very busy study period for the rest of the week.

After a certain etiquette lesson, his conscientious butler Walter stepped forward wearing white gloves and said:
"Sir, since you are making rapid progress in your etiquette studies, you can move up the rest of the lessons."

"What course?" Klein felt a headache. After all, he hadn't even fully adapted to etiquette classes. He thought it was only slightly easier than talking to Alice.

"History, international politics, philosophy, music, and common sense about sports such as golf, horse racing, and hunting," Walter answered meticulously.

"Philosophy?" Klein asked in surprise.

Walter nodded and said:

"This is one of the easiest topics to talk about in high society. You don't need to do very in-depth research, but at least you should know what others are discussing. You should know that the source of pragmatic philosophy is Consiso, Mared, and Patterson, not Emperor Roselle, and that it was Lurmi who proposed 'Man is born free'.

"Many wealthy people tend to make mistakes in this regard when they first enter high society. They are used to pushing words and philosophical ideas that they don't know to Emperor Roselle."

Klein felt a headache growing from what he said, and he forced a smile:
"I don't have much to do lately except take a nap and go to church. You can schedule the class at any time."

I really wish I could bring Alice along... No, forget it. I don't know what this class will be like with her here, and I still have to pay for the tuition...

Klein hastily rejected his dangerous idea and decided not to let Alice know about it.

So he was alone - well, not too alone, because he was accompanied by a vast amount of knowledge and many teachers in different fields.

This was obviously not a pleasant experience. When he sat above the gray fog on Monday afternoon and looked at Alice who had arrived early, Klein suddenly felt like he was alive again. He asked Alice:

"I remember you attended Backlund's banquet. How did you handle the etiquette at that time?"

"...Are you taking etiquette lessons?" Alice asked tentatively.

“More than that.” Klein replied briefly.

These short words seemed to contain all of Klein's sadness during this period. Alice looked at him with pity and reluctantly told him the truth:
“I think you should know that I have never learned aristocratic etiquette or anything like that, and I… probably don’t need to learn it.

"After all, who would ask an angel or saint to observe etiquette?"

Klein was speechless.

Yes, it is commendable that Miss Destiny abides by the law, not to mention the etiquette of the secular world? No one would ask her to do so.

Klein took a deep breath and asked again unwillingly:

"So what do you do when you attend the party?"

"I'm eating ice cream," Alice answered truthfully, "and trying to feed Miss Justice's dog chocolate."

With a perfect answer, Klein closed his eyes in pain and ignored her, quietly waiting for three o'clock in the afternoon.

Alice didn't intend to let him go, but thought of a possibility through his question. She approached Mr. Fool curiously and asked:
"Are you giving a party? If so, remember to invite me - you won't forget, will you?"

There was no threat in Alice's tone, but Klein finally stood in Audrey and Grallint's shoes and understood why no one would ask her for etiquette.

"Of course." He nodded decisively.

As for the reason... let's talk about it later. No matter how big the trouble is, can it be bigger than the trouble caused by not inviting Alice?
After that, none of them spoke again until three o'clock in the afternoon, when the other chairs were filled with their respective owners.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~" "Justice" Audrey's voice sounded first as always.

The brisk voice freed Klein from the painful study life of the past week. Under the gray fog, he took a look at Audrey's standard luggage movements and reserved smile, and couldn't help but wonder if Miss Justice had taken the same course in the past.

For a moment, the look he gave Audrey was filled with pity and sympathy. Fortunately, with the cover of the gray fog and the help of the Joker's extraordinary abilities, his strange emotions could not be read by Audrey.

Audrey completed the greetings without realizing it, and when she sat down, Alice looked curiously at the seat of Cattleya, the Hermit.

As expected, the Hermit Cattleya took the initiative to speak:

“Mr. Fool, I only collected one page of Roselle’s diary this time.” (End of this chapter)