Mystery: Lucky One

"Hey!" Alice nodded happily.

She looked at her newly recognized niece, and the more she looked, the happier she felt. Just as she was about to say something, Bernadette suddenly asked as if she had woken up from a dream:
"You just said to save my father... Is he still alive?"

Her eyes were full of expectation and hope. Alice paused and stopped joking. Instead, she said in a more serious tone:
“I can’t give you an answer until I actually meet your father.

"But, what is certain is that he must have been a true god when he died, and a true god, well...

"It's not easy to completely kill a true god. As long as there is no new 'Black Emperor' born, there is still hope for him to return."

When the words fell, Alice felt as if a bunch of fireworks bloomed in Bernadette's eyes, and the bright fireworks lit up her face red. She opened her mouth to speak, but Alice stopped her:

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet.

"The situation with your father is very complicated - based on my current understanding, let alone saving your father, even if you want to see your father, I am not sure I can bring you back.

“I recommend that you wait a little longer, wait… wait until Mr. Fool’s power can interfere with reality more. At that time, you can find a way to ask Mr. Fool for help.

"I think, if given a choice, he would still hope that the 'Black Emperor' is an old friend of his."

Bernadette paused.

Being excited does not mean losing intelligence. After the temperature of the brain dropped, Bernadette finally had the energy to retrieve the information she had collected before and think about it, such as -

"Aunt." Bernadette called out tentatively.

Alice was as pleased with the title as she had shown before. She nodded excitedly, then leaned closer and asked:
"You need my help with something?"

This straightforward attitude confused Bernadette. Although this was consistent with Alice's usual image, Bernadette still said with mixed feelings:

"No, I, I have something to ask you."

"Ask," Alice nodded, "while I'm in a good mood now."

Bernadette reluctantly tried to stay close to him, but Alice exposed her choice. She could only be honest with him:

"Well, I'm a little curious...

“From your tone, you should be more familiar with Mr. Fool than with my father, but why, why…”

“Why do I call Mr. Fool ‘He’, but your father is just ‘He’?” Alice blinked and continued with the question that she was having trouble asking.

Bernadette responded with silence, and Alice smiled and said:

"Why did you call me aunt just now?"

Bernadette was slightly startled, and Alice had already answered her own question: "Because you want to please me."

A flash of inspiration flashed through Bernadette's mind. She looked at Alice, who leaned back and sighed with a sad face:
"So, I am also trying to please the great Mr. Fool~"

This was the truth. In a sense, Alice was trying to please Klein. After all, this was her future "mother." She wanted to make it so that Klein would not be able to refuse this matter emotionally or in terms of benefits, and would be willing to accept it.

But this was also a lie. She called Klein "He" not because she was trying to please him, but because...

Roselle is really the "Black Emperor", but Klein is not yet the "Fool"!
——She was supporting Klein.

It didn’t matter what the truth was, because Bernadette believed Alice, or subconsciously she didn’t think Alice would lie - how could a child lie?

Bernadette did not ask the reason for the flattery. The previous question was already an inappropriate behavior due to Alice's complacency about her identity as an aunt. Bernadette did not think she could get an answer to further questions.

——Based on her experience, Miss Destiny just doesn't like to play tricks on people. She is not stupid. On the contrary, she sees through some things very clearly.

For example, if you can see through my attempt to build connections...

Thinking of this, Bernadette felt a little helpless. She took a breath, stood up and said goodbye:

"Thank you for your answer, Miss Destiny. I think maybe I shouldn't bother you any further..."

Alice had no intention of keeping anyone. She waved her hand and then asked curiously:

"Oh, right, Hermann... Never mind. The World said that you stayed here for the prophecy, that is, to be promoted to Sage. Now it seems that there is no hope of promotion. Are you planning to..."

"I might go back to Intis," Bernadette replied, "or maybe to the sea... I'm not sure, I need to think about it more carefully."

Alice suddenly realized and nodded, then smiled and asked:
"So when are you going to send the complete diary?"

Bernadette was stunned for a moment, and she spoke in a daze:

"Maybe, when I'm ready, I, I think..."

She paused, looked at Alice cautiously, and then asked cautiously:
“…I wonder what price I have to pay if I ask Mr. Fool to help me rescue my father?”

"Ah," Alice slapped her head, "You want to pay with the entire diary?"

Bernadette nodded, looking embarrassed. Alice shook her head and said:

“You can rest assured. Mr. Fool is not as shameless as me. He will not accept two rewards... I mean, as long as making your father the Black Emperor is the most beneficial option for Him, He will definitely find a chance to rescue your father.”

Bernadette opened her mouth and closed it again. She stood there and swallowed, watching Miss Fate, who was scolding herself, fall into a long silence.

No, you...

Alice was amused by the look of wanting to speak but not being able to. She waved her hand and said with a smile:
"But then again, perhaps the price of form is necessary. A complete diary is indeed a good choice, and He is not in a hurry anyway... Um, by the way, did Cattleya tell you something?"

"What?" Bernadette asked in confusion.

Alice blinked and said, "Before, Cattleya..."

Alice truthfully recounted the story of the "craftsman" Charles and their final agreement. After listening, Bernadette only asked one question:

"The Reaper...must be alive?"

"There's no point in dying," Alice shook her head. "You've seen the 'world', so you should understand why I want to live." Bernadette nodded calmly, then said, "I will take care of this matter... but it will take some time."

Alice made an "OK" gesture and asked curiously:
"Then can you help me ask why Sharf can't die? After all, if it's just because he can make magical items, the same is true for the puppet..."

There is nothing to hide, Bernadette explained: "Charve is the descendant of my brother Charles."

"Ah..." Alice was stunned.

Almost at the same time, she thought of Bernadette's other brother, the "lovely angel". She was silent for a moment, then pretended to be calm and said:

"Is that so... Then you took him back?"

“No,” Bernadette shook her head. “Cattleya brought him aboard the ‘Future’. He is now…”

After a short pause, Bernadette spoke in a strange tone:

"He is now working as a laboratory assistant for Frank Lee... You should know Frank Lee?"

Alice swallowed hard, leaned back suddenly, pressed against the sofa, looked around in horror, and after confirming that there were no strange creatures around, she exhaled and said cautiously:

"Is it an experimental assistant or an experimental material?"

Bernadette spoke in a calm tone after more than ten seconds:
"Charvet had a strong desire to reproduce before, but now he has gotten much better."

Alice closed her eyes in pain.

Without having to see the scene, Alice had already guessed what Frank could do. She smiled brightly and said to Bernadette:
"Perhaps I should congratulate you, and your brother. It sounds like he has many descendants."

Bernadette's eyebrows jumped suddenly. She thought it might not be wise to continue talking to Alice. She did not respond to this topic and just said goodbye:

"Ms. Destiny, I need to go back and think about my next move..."

Alice had no choice but to wave her hand, signaling Bernadette to leave, and so Bernadette left among the pea vines.

Watching the last bit of green disappear from her sight, Alice played with the pair of rings in her hands, curled her lips and sighed:

"It would be nice if there was a Tanabata Festival... No, it would be nice if there was a lunar calendar."

Unfortunately, the lunar calendar would probably become a memory of her forever. Alice reluctantly withdrew her "Rose Oath" and then laughed triumphantly. She excitedly sent a message to Klein:
"Klein Klein, Bernadette called me aunt!"

This didn't bother Klein at all. After all, the life of a rich man was just so ordinary. Except for the fact that his personal valet was actually a secret doll, everything was fine.

——This secret doll was another unlucky villain that Klein caught in the local area after the "winner" Enzo was left in Calderon City.

As an ordinary person, there was really nothing commendable about him. If it weren't for the language of the Southern Continent, Klein really didn't want to waste such a secret position. Although he had the foresight to start learning the language of the Southern Continent by himself, a rich man shouldn't do everything by himself.

But Alice's news was indeed strange. After listening to it, Klein thought about it carefully for a long time. He was curious about the context of the word "Auntie". At the same time, he couldn't help but get entangled in the complex ethical relationship involved.

——In his opinion, he and Emperor Roselle were of the same generation. If you really want to count, Bernadette should call him uncle, and Alice...

Klein had basically accepted that Alice was his daughter.

Therefore, calling her "Aunt" seemed strange, because if that was the case, would Emperor Roselle be calling him...

dad?

...No, at least he should be uncle.

Klein waved away the first overly outrageous name and carefully imagined the scene of Emperor Roselle calling him uncle. After a moment of silence, he responded to Alice's message:
"How about... we discuss our own affairs?"

So that night, above the gray fog, Klein and Alice had a cordial discussion about the complex ethical relationship between them. Alice had no choice but to suggest:

"Honestly, why can't we just discuss our own issues? After all, if you count it this way, the relationship on the Ancient Sun God side is the most complicated..."

“What do you mean?” Klein looked as if he was listening attentively.

Alice tilted her head and told me what she knew:
“First, there was Adam… The ‘Ancient Sun God’ gave birth to Adam. Adam and Amon should be brothers, but Adam is also the ‘Ancient Sun God’… I don’t know what the specific form is, but He is definitely the ‘Ancient Sun God’, so He is both Amon’s father and Amon’s brother…

"Then there is the 'True Creator'. He must be a part of the 'Ancient Sun God', but he can be considered as the child of the 'Ancient Sun God'...

"Then there is Ouroboros, the path of 'destiny'... Where do you think He will 'restart'? He is both Amon's brother and Amon's nephew. If Adam and Amon are considered equals, He can even be Amon's great-grandson...

"Then there is Sasriel. Amon said that he was made from the ribs of the Ancient Sun God... You don't believe he is a real person, do you? I can guarantee that he is also the Ancient Sun God... Wait, why did the Ancient Sun God cut himself into so many slices?"

Klein remained silent. At this moment, his brain was working at high speed, trying to sort out this complicated ethical relationship.

After a few minutes, he gave up, turned to Alice, and asked sincerely:

"Are the ethical relationships between your mythical creatures all so complicated?"

"Maybe, I mean maybe," Alice said cautiously, "Do you think there is a possibility..."

She paused, and asked with an unusually calm look and tone:
"We are doing Greek mythology here?"

This……

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched. He covered his face and spent several minutes calming himself down before putting his hand down and asking sincerely:
"Who is Zeus?"

"In terms of authority, it's actually like 'Lord of the Storm'..." Alice hesitated, "But in terms of relationships... well... I'm not sure. I don't know. Although I have read Greek mythology, I have never understood the ethical relationship between gods in it. You understand..."

Klein held his forehead, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. He looked at Alice with a complicated expression and said,

"I'm really worried that someone will look at our version of Shinhwa and make the same expression as you do."

"Don't worry," Alice patted Klein's shoulder and consoled him sincerely, "Think positively. Maybe we don't have a future."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched fiercely. He stared at Alice and asked, "...Are you sure this is the right direction?" (End of this chapter)