Mystery: Lucky One

"Unfortunately," The World broke Alice's delusion, "that island no longer exists."

Alice stared at the "world" with wide eyes and blurted out: "You moved the entire island?!"

“…No,” The World denied, “It’s the island that’s gone.”

"?" Alice didn't understand this. After staring at the "world" for more than ten seconds, she turned to Klein.

In the gray fog, Klein met Alice's eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and let out a long sigh:

"Hey……"

The sigh echoed above the gray fog. For a moment, no one dared to make a sound. Only the sighing sound repeated over and over again.

Alice glanced at the other members of the Tarot Club and found that they were indeed caught up in a brainstorming session. She couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead.

He is really good at pretending... Although his goal should have been achieved, I now know that there is something wrong with the disappearance of the island...

Alice curled her lips and waved at the "world".

"Okay, you don't need to tell me anymore."

Then she lay down.

The surroundings fell silent again. The "magician" Fors hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and said:

"I need a cursed object from an ancient vengeful spirit, as well as its remaining spirituality. Please keep an eye out for me."

After she received affirmative responses from the members, Emlyn, the Moon, glanced around, leaned back in his chair, and said to Derrick, the Sun:
"Do you have any Beyonder characteristics corresponding to the artificial vampire Sequence 5?"

Vampire... Alice looked up at Emlyn, completely understanding his reluctance to be compared with those pus-oozing monsters in the darkness.

However... before Derrick the Sun could answer, Alice asked Emlyn the Moon:

"By the way...did you make me angry before?

"I seem to have forgotten about this..."

Emlyn tensed up all of a sudden. When Alice slowly sat up straight, she saw Emlyn, who was tense and didn't know what to say.

Alice looked at him, thinking of Hazel who had also offended her, and stared at Emlyn, sighing with some regret.

That regretful look made Emlyn feel creepy, and he shouted out instinctively:
"I am willing to make up for my mistakes!"

"But I don't want you to do anything..." Alice lazily lay back, "It's better to let you suffer a big disaster. At least that will make me feel better."

Emlyn the Moon opened his eyes wide. He wanted to say something in rebuttal, but he couldn't because there was really nothing he could do.

Audrey, the Justice, looked at Emlyn, the Moon, with sympathy. Emlyn chose to give up in silence and looked at Derrick, the Sun, again.

Derrick paused for two seconds before answering:
"Silver City does have the extraordinary properties you need, but...

"Mr. Moon, do you want to turn into a monster covered in pus?"

Alice blinked and looked at the "Moon" Emlyn thoughtfully.

Actually, this is not a bad idea... No, no, if he were to hold a Tarot Club like that, it would be too horrible!

I don't want to see that kind of thing every week...

Recalling what she had seen and heard in the "God-Forsaken Land", Alice gave up the idea in horror.

Ah... Emlyn's expression was a little dull. He didn't understand for a moment whether the other party was mocking him or reminding him of something. He even suspected that Derrick was giving Alice some advice.

Seeing this, Derrick the Sun quickly added:
"They all have serious mental pollution residues, and without the potion formula, we in Silver City will not waste our energy to eliminate the problems inside."

So... this is a bit troublesome... Emlyn the Moon gently led the way:
"I see."

He did not discuss the possible transaction in depth, and planned to consult the high-level vampires first to clarify the issue of mental pollution within the Beyonder characteristics.

The transaction ended here, and the members of the Tarot Club began to communicate freely.

Audrey, Justice, looked at Gehrman Sparrow, the World, and said hesitantly:
"Can I know where the characteristic of 'chaotic mentor' comes from? If it involves secrets, you don't have to answer."

She was preparing to persuade her father, Earl Hall, and also to avoid unnecessary trouble. After all, the extraordinary people of the "Black Emperor" path might have certain relationships with the royal family and the military.

Klein laughed secretly and let The World answer:

"It came from a curly-haired baboon."

Alice glanced at Klein, thinking seriously whether this was a true statement or an insult.

This was also Audrey's confusion, but "The World" had no intention of explaining further, so Audrey could only accept this statement and turned to talk about her own experience:

Didn’t I go to a place where there is a custom of dragon worship in order to pursue the trace of the spiritual dragon?

“But haven’t you discovered that the giant dragon of the mind lives in the collective subconscious ocean of the local residents, and chose to leave in order to ensure its own safety?” Cattleya responded.

"You're going back again?" Alice asked curiously.

Audrey "Justice" shook her head:

“No, I’ve been away from there for a long time, but I just heard a rumor recently.

"An archaeological team entered a village in that area. One of the members suddenly went crazy at night. This mental illness seemed to be contagious. Other members also went crazy one after another. They killed each other or committed suicide. In the end, no one survived."

A contagious mental illness... Alice took a breath and exclaimed in agreement:
"Wow!"

Everyone was used to this. Just as the Hanged Man Alger was about to speak, the Hermit Cattleya said:

"This is consistent with the characteristics of a psychic dragon."

"I don't doubt it, but I'm a little curious whether the Mind Dragon is still in the original area." Audrey expressed her thoughts.

"No." Alger, the Hanged Man, and Cattleya, the Hermit, responded at the same time.

"How do you know this?" Alice raised her hand.

"This is very dangerous," Alger replied, "The Hanged Man will allow the church to track it down." "But," Alice frowned and retorted, "What if it is taking advantage of this?"

The Hermit Cattleya sighed and said:
"Whether the psychic dragon is still there or not, the church will definitely go there first if they want to find clues."

Alice nodded thoughtfully and asked curiously:
"In that case, do I just need to search an area in the church and then come back?"

This... "The Hanged Man" Alger glanced at Alice and agreed with her opinion:

"This is indeed a good idea, but we can't rely on it, because..."

"I know!" Alice interrupted him. "The church might also think of this and go back to search again - this is a matter of anticipation and anticipating the other party's anticipation!"

This tongue-twister-like sentence went around in Alger's mind for two rounds before he understood it. He nodded and didn't continue speaking - there was nothing else to say.

The World spoke at this time:

"The customs of dragon worship are very helpful in stabilizing the state of the psychic dragon. You can ask people to pay attention to this aspect. If there are major changes, it means that the psychic dragon will create similar traditions in other places."

He suspected that it was the anchor of the giant dragon of the mind... Alice figured it out instantly. She tilted her head to look at Audrey and heard her ask doubtfully:

"That custom helps stabilize the dragon?"

"Yes." The World Gehrman Sparrow did not give any explanation, but simply answered in the affirmative.

Audrey subconsciously turned her head and looked at the top of the long bronze table, considering whether to consult Mr. Fool and the price she could pay.

Seeing this, Klein the Fool looked around and chuckled, saying:

"Why do you think the gods preach?"

This…isn’t it that God loves the world…uh, wait.

"Justice" The standard orthodox answer suddenly popped up in Audrey's mind, but she soon realized that there was definitely something wrong with this answer. After all, there was a ready-made counterexample in the Tarot Club.

——Miss Destiny is obviously not one of those people who believes that God loves the world.

Then, she, like members such as "The Hanged Man" Alger and "The Hermit" Cattleya, thought of the second answer:

"steady state!"

No way... At this moment, the "magician" Fors felt that her brain was not enough. No matter how good she was at making up stories, she couldn't make up such a thing!

So that's the case. No, it's possible that Mr. Fool only mentioned one of the reasons. He is secretly eroding the authority of the Lord of Storms... Is this related to divinity? I can ask the Queen later... Cattleya pushed the heavy glasses on her nose with some speculation.

It was not the first time that Alger, the Hanged Man, had heard something of this magnitude at the Tarot Club. He no longer felt the trembling fear. Instead, he began to think seriously about why faith could stabilize the state of a demigod-level creature.

The other members, including "Sun" Derrick, were a little terrified, feeling as if they had heard something blasphemous. They did not dare to think too deeply or speak out. Only occasionally, a few brave and experienced ones would glance at Alice covertly, hoping that Miss Fate would be as outspoken as before.

Alice noticed these glances. After thinking for a while, she decided to release another piece of heavy news to help divert everyone's attention:

"Will Auceptin chose to abandon his umbilical cord blood at the last moment and restart again... So, he now has a new 'mother'.

"I'm not sure about His current situation, but you'd better stay away from His new 'mother'.

"After all, there's no way I could have allowed Him to be born safely."

The attention of the Tarot Club members was indeed diverted. They suddenly remembered Alice's generosity today and understood the source of the blood of those mythical creatures.

As to what exactly scared a Sequence 1 angel into choosing to cut off its tail to survive, Justice Audrey was extremely curious, but she tactfully did not ask, and instead asked the question that Alice wanted her to ask:
"A new 'mother'? It sounds like you already know who this is?"

Alice nodded and replied, "Congressman Mori Macht's daughter, Hazel Macht."

This was undoubtedly the domain of Justice Audrey. She immediately recalled the information related to Congressman Morrie Macht and Miss Hazel Macht, and soon she remembered one thing:

"I remember, this Hazel Macht you mentioned is not..."

"Not married, not dating anyone," Alice spread her hands. "Obviously, this is a pure accident."

All the female Beyonders present showed expressions of horror. Magician Fors swallowed and said:
"Ms. Destiny, this step doesn't require the consent of 'Mother'..."

Alice thought for a moment and replied:
"I'm not too sure, but according to my guess, when your sequence reaches a certain level, you will probably be able to detect this incident in advance and make corresponding measures to prevent or change it."

After listening to Alice's explanation, Magician Fors' mood did not improve much. She asked hesitantly:
"That is to say, I do have the possibility now..."

She seemed to have remembered something horrible and couldn't continue speaking.

The Hermit Cattleya also looked at Alice. Alice spread her hands and said as a matter of course:

"That's your business."

So far, her goal had been successfully achieved, at least for the female Tarot Club members - they all began to worry that they would get pregnant with an inexplicable child.

But this matter had little to do with Alger, the Hanged Man. He thought about it and asked the World:
“Can you share that mural with everyone?”

Mural? What mural?
Alice thought of Ouroboros almost immediately. She turned to look at the Hanged Man, Alger, and looked him up and down.

"That's fine with me," replied The World.

Although he was confused by Alice's gaze, Alger, the Hanged Man, did not ask aloud. Instead, after obtaining the Fool's consent, he displayed the scene of the Angel King eating the Creator of the City of Silver.

The picture was dark in tone, with blurry figures in the background and a long table as the main subject.

On the long table lay a figure carrying a glorious cross, surrounded by three shadowy figures.

One of them was handsome and vigorous, one was majestic and heroic, and one had a white beard and looked very wise, but all three pairs of eyes revealed an indescribable sense of evil, and their behavior was the same:

One of them tore off the figure's arm and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it until his mouth was full of blood. One of them held up the head and sucked the brains. The other dug out the still-beating heart and gnawed on it hungrily.

Opposite them, there was a long and wide gash between the chest and abdomen of the figure, and a sinister and dark-skinned baby was sitting cross-legged, chewing a piece of intestine, with blood dripping down.

The bloody scene made Alice stunned on the spot. She stared at the scene blankly and suddenly recalled a religious painting in her memory.

The Last Supper! (End of this chapter)