Mystery: Lucky One

The discussion ended when Klein couldn't stand the increasingly irrelevant topics anymore and told Alice to shut up.

Only then did Klein have the chance to look at Leonard. After a few seconds of silence, he asked as if chatting casually:

"You're in Red Gloves now?"

"Yes." Leonard responded dryly, feeling that the atmosphere was inexplicably tense.

Klein looked at him and said after a moment of silence:

"If you're planning on leaving the Red Gloves, this is a great opportunity.

"No one will track you down."

"...I'm used to it." Leonard avoided his gaze. "I'm used to staying in the church."

Klein then took off his silk hat and bowed in farewell.

He took the hat and turned to the body of Ince Zangwill and removed a card from it, a card depicting a chariot and a crimson priest.

The face of the crimson priest looked exactly like Roselle Gustav.

Alice quietly raised her hand and waved at Leonard twice, then trotted after Klein without saying anything.

Leonard's lips moved, and he suddenly said:

"You, you won't return to the church?"

Klein didn't turn around. He put on his silk hat and walked towards another exit of the square.

After walking a few steps, he paused, turned his back to Leonard and replied:

"Can not go back……"

There's no going back... Leonard stared at Klein's back in a daze. Alice stopped and turned to Leonard and said:

"...I guess he doesn't want to hear his former acquaintances call him Your Excellency one day."

After saying this, Alice left Leonard, who was still in a daze, and caught up with Klein.

The conversation finally took place above the gray fog, and Klein spoke before Alice:
"What did Adam mean? What do you mean? What is the answer you are talking about?"

"You guessed it a little bit, right? I remember I asked you this before." Alice sighed softly, "I don't seem to belong to this world."

Klein was slightly startled, frowned and looked at Alice, but Alice had already lowered her head, her eyes were fixed on the table, and her voice was low and hoarse:
"It's not from a civilization before the First Age like you, but it's from another world. As for that book...

"Compared to the prophecy of the Key of Light, I prefer to believe that it is a product of that world - I have traveled into the world of a book."

After saying this, she raised her head, took a deep breath, and smiled uglier than crying. She said to Klein:
"This is the only answer I can think of. Otherwise, I really can't figure out why the omniscient and omnipotent Creator doesn't know my origins...

"If the answer is not in this world at all, it would be easy to explain, right?"

Klein opened and closed his mouth several times before he whispered:

"…I should be the one showing this expression, right?
"Compared to traveling through time and space into a book, knowing that the world you live in is actually just a book and everything is fake, isn't that more terrifying?!"

"No," Alice denied his words, "This is the world of that book, but it's not necessarily the world in the book... I mean, this place is not necessarily fake."

"What do you mean?" Klein was confused.

Alice glanced at him and stated the obvious:

"If this entire world is a book from my past world, then my status should naturally be higher than any other existence here - I would never have been forced to this point by the Key of Light."

She looked at Klein with a serious and solemn expression. After two seconds of silence, Klein asked:
"Do you remember how old you were when you traveled through time?"

Alice replied doubtfully, "First or second grade, anyway, she just started elementary school..."

"That is to say, is there a possibility?" Klein considered his words, "Maybe you are more...?"

Looking at Alice's expression, Klein swallowed back what he was about to say.

After seeing Klein shut up, Alice said to him expressionlessly:

“You better pray that’s not the case.

"If that's true, then it means you're actually a paper man, and I won't have any psychological burden about you and Amon having a child together."

Klein swallowed and stopped talking.

“But,” Alice suddenly looked at Klein with some curiosity, “Why do you seem to be not very concerned about this matter... Well, do you know what I mean?”

Klein smiled bitterly and said:

"Because this doesn't change anything. Even if this is the real world, to some beings, there is no difference between me and the paper man you mentioned - you know who I mean.

"Besides, I remember we talked about this before... This is a whole new story here, isn't it?"

Alice was silent for two seconds, then took the initiative to change the subject:

“Let’s talk about something else.

“One thing I’m sure of – Adam may know me, and even know that I’m with the goddess, but he hasn’t actually seen me.

"Also, there is something very strange..."

She frowned, then continued to say to Klein:

“…Although the fact that I really traveled through time is indeed a bit shocking, but as you said, whether it is true or not does not have such a big impact on me.

"I do care a little... but I shouldn't care so much as to vent my anger on others because of this matter. Just now, when Adam answered me, I wished that he would die..."

"?" Klein really looked at her with a surprised look, his expression strange, "Adam has never offended you, has he?"

Alice glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Not even as many times as you have offended me."

Klein turned his head and looked around, beginning to appreciate the gray fog that he was already extremely familiar with.

Alice didn't chase Klein to discuss this issue. She just wanted to talk to someone. In fact, she had some guesses about this matter.

——She suspected that the "Key of Light" or the "Lord of Mysteries" had a grudge against "God".

The reason why it is "or" is because Alice still suspects that the "Key of Light" might have been a secret doll or clone of the "Lord of Mysteries" in the past.

Shaking her head, Alice decided to talk to Klein about him: "What are the abilities of the 'Strange Mage'?"

When Klein mentioned this, his expression became strange for a moment. He looked at Alice and after a moment of silence, he spoke reluctantly:

"...Now I feel that this sequence is a bit like a circus." He truthfully mentioned the changes in his abilities. As Alice listened, her expression became strange, and she asked hesitantly:

"Would you ever consider opening a circus...?"

"No," Klein firmly denied it, "I want to continue to be Dwayne Dantes."

After a pause, he added:

"However, as for the acting method, I plan to try the supernatural circus you proposed earlier..."

Alice looked at Klein with hesitation, but Klein changed the subject as if he was afraid that he would say something:

"By the way, are you interested...

"Let's go take a look inside that light door?"

Alice was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned her head to look at the stairs she always walked down. After a few seconds, she turned to Klein and asked:
"Can you go up now?"

“I haven’t tried it,” Klein shook his head, “but it should be possible. Based on my attempts in the previous few sequences, I think it should be possible now.”

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Alice jumped up from her seat and gave her answer with her action.

There were six steps in total. Alice followed Klein up the last step, leaped up, and stepped onto the cloud formed by the gray fog.

Then, she stamped her feet and asked Klein:

"By the way, do you know what this gray fog is made of?"

“I don’t know.” Klein shook his head and looked forward.

Alice also turned her head to look over. She was not unfamiliar with what was in front of her. It was a brilliant light gate stained with a little blue-black. It was composed of countless layers of light balls. The body of each light ball was a pile of twisted worms huddled together. Some of them were transparent, and some were translucent.

This was exactly what she had seen in Klein.

Standing on the last step, Alice finally saw the scene above the light gate through the blurry cover.

There were thin black threads hanging down, suspending one almost completely transparent "cocoon" after another.

Those "cocoons" swayed gently, wrapping different souls. Some were black, some were yellow, and some were white. Some wore jeans, some held mobile phones, some wore bright clothes, and some had beautiful facial features. They all had the breath of life, but their eyes were closed.

Among them, three "cocoons" had been broken open, with nothing inside, and were swaying in the wind.

Alice was stunned for only a moment before she realized where this place was. She quickly looked at Klein and saw him looking up at all this in silence.

A bad premonition rose in her heart. Alice gritted her teeth, turned sideways and grabbed Klein, drawing his attention back.

The scattered gazes fell on her. Alice almost instantly noticed the confused state. She subconsciously held on tighter, but Klein's gaze on her gradually became more focused. He spoke gently:

"don’t worry."

Alice began to be thankful that this was above the gray fog, otherwise she would have burst into tears on the spot.

Alice gritted her teeth and took a step forward, getting closer to Klein. She loosened her grip on his arm. She looked at Klein, who showed no emotion, took a deep breath, and asked:
“Come to think of it, I never asked…

"What did you look like before?"

Klein was stunned for a moment. Even though he was above the gray fog, he was still able to change his appearance. Under Alice's scrutiny, Klein, whose thoughts were a little turbid, revealed his original appearance.

He was a young man with dark brown eyes and short black hair. His skin color was yellow, his facial features were unremarkable, and he looked relatively gentle, but he had obvious bags under his eyes and his chin was showing signs of becoming double-layered.

Alice looked him up and down, and recalled Klein's current situation... Oh, he is the "Faceless Man", so it's okay.

Alice shook her head and commented:

"Being a Beyonder is better. Not only can you have a good figure, but you can also change your appearance at will. Not only can you shape yourself into a handsome guy that you never dared to imagine before, but you can also shape yourself into the appearance you like, and then look in the mirror..."

Klein had to wake up. He interrupted Alice expressionlessly:

“I know you’re trying to comfort me…but Alice.

"I really want to beat you up right now."

Alice blinked her innocent eyes. Klein looked at her, sighed, shook his head, turned around and walked down the stairs while saying:
"You don't have to worry about me... I've heard you talk about things before the First Age, and I already know where I've been sleeping until now...

"Now, I just saw the dormitory with my own eyes."

After a pause, he turned back to look at Alice and asked her with his head tilted up:
"I'll go talk to Miss Justice, okay?"

Alice was silent for a moment, then jumped down the stairs and suggested to Klein:
“You can tell Miss Justice that I experienced her psychotherapy and found it good, so I strongly recommend you to go.

"That way, you can ask her if she can give me a discount through an introduction from someone she knows... Even if she can't, she can give me a discount next time I go see her."

Klein listened to her speech quietly, then asked:

"That's a good idea, but do you remember? I went to see Miss Justice before... Have you gone to see her recently? Why didn't you tell me? Maybe she can give you a discount if you mention me."

Alice's eyebrows jumped, and she spoke with a guilty conscience:
"I just wanted to chat with her!"

Klein continued to stare at her. After more than ten seconds, Alice finally couldn't help herself and spoke:

"I just... well, let's put it this way, I'm just not used to the feeling of being a god...

"That feeling of being truly loved wholeheartedly and regarded as the only hope...

“I’m worried that I won’t do well and I’ll disappoint their trust and expectations…”

After a pause, Alice stopped talking. She looked at Klein, walked closer to him step by step, stood in front of him and asked:

"...When you come back from talking to Miss Justice, it will be Klein who will talk to me, not The Fool, right?"

“I promise,” Klein promised.

"That's good," Alice said with a relieved expression, "otherwise, I'd be worried that you'd hit me with the 'Scepter of Poseidon' one day - I was planning to wait for you to come back or your angel, to see your mythical creature form, and touch that bug..."

Klein's expression froze. He looked at Alice, trying to figure out whether what she said was true or just to comfort him.

Alice blinked her innocent eyes, then called out to him pitifully:

“Mr. Fool, you won’t refuse my small request, right?”

"I am a fool now," Klein sneered, "Get out of here!"

Alice continued to approach Klein pitifully, but when Klein raised his head and stared at her expressionlessly, she quickly rolled away. (End of this chapter)