Mystery: Lucky One

Alice's guess ultimately came to no conclusion. Fortunately, this was not an important matter. Derrick quickly ended the conversation and returned to Silver City to prepare for the exchange of items.

At Sefirah Castle, Klein looked at the cross in Alice's hand, shook his head and smiled:

"After it is handed over to Little Sun, the rental business should become popular."

After all, dealing with Derrick is much easier than dealing with Alice...

Alice, who heard Klein's subtext, ignored him and waited for Derrick's delivery. After the sacrificial door opened, a wooden cane that looked nothing special appeared inside.

Alice wanted to rush over and snatch the cane, but she didn't expect Klein to wave his hand and the cane fell into his hand. Then, Klein asked with bright eyes:

"Would you mind helping me play the role of 'Trickster'?"

Alice blinked and smiled, "Then would you mind using your free time to grow crops and increase your food reserves?"

Klein was obviously stunned by this request. He certainly knew why Alice wanted to do this, but...

"When did you become so kind?" he asked in surprise.

"I asked you to do it, not me..." Alice shrugged. "You do the work, but the reputation is mine... Why should I refuse such a good thing? Besides, helping a few more people won't actually change anything..."

That’s true, but… Klein sighed and said, “You could have had a chance to gain more…”

"Honestly," Alice looked at Klein sincerely, "What do you think is valuable to me?"

Klein was speechless.

This is the most desperate part about negotiating with the Destiny approach - they may have nothing, but they also lack nothing.

Klein couldn't describe his feelings. He rubbed his brows. Before he could say anything, Alice whispered:
"Well...if you really have to say it, please help me promote it..."

She raised her head, her eyes were naked and full of undisguised malice:

"There are no 'winners' in the game of fate. Even fate itself cannot escape its own trap."

“…What is this?” Klein frowned.

"This is a 'prophecy'," Alice put away her malicious intent and smiled again, "He once invited me to participate in a gambling game, but I guess He never gave me a chance to win from the beginning. In this case..."

“…Are you planning to die with Him?” Klein continued hesitantly.

"What nonsense?" Alice looked up and glanced at him, "I didn't say I wanted to bet with Him~"

Klein was stunned for a moment. Alice leaned back in her chair and smiled at him with a relaxed look.
"Mr. Fool, I'm waiting for you to help me cheat. As long as you break through this gambling game and get me out, I'll be fine!"

Klein wanted to say something, such as pointing out to Alice that he was only Sequence 4, but Alice had already jumped up and waved her hand.
"Okay, I'll lend you the 'Staff of Life' first. Also, after Miss 'Judgment' pays, you can donate the money on my behalf... Just don't forget to help me promote 'Prophecy' - use a more credible promotion method, okay?"

Having said this, she disappeared.

Klein was speechless. He really wanted to call Alice back to ask her where her confidence in him came from, but Klein could think of the answer without Alice telling him - wait for your angel to tell you!

After thinking this way, Klein gave up. He returned to the real world, took off the "Staff of Life", and began to verify its function.

In the middle of the night, Alice met Klein again, this time in the real world, at 160 Böklund Street. Alice, who was called urgently, looked at Klein with confusion. Before she could ask, Klein opened the curtains in front of the balcony, revealing the scene outside, and successfully made Alice shut up.

——Outside the window is a dark green, branches and vines are growing wildly, and flowers are clustered around each other, as beautiful as a summer forest.

Alice walked quickly forward, looked out of the window, and asked in surprise:

"Am I in the wrong place? Or have you moved?"

“None of them.” Klein pinched his brows. “This seems to be the effect of the ‘Staff of Life’…”

"...Let me help you seal it." Alice offered.

"That's exactly what I want," Klein sighed. "But, I actually want to ask you... do you have any good suggestions on how to deal with the situation outside?"

Alice touched her chin and leaned forward again. Her eyes reflected silver light under the night sky. At the same time, the overgrown plants quickly shrank back, and when the silver light dissipated, the plants returned to their original state.

"Bad news," Alice turned her head, "To avoid any accidents, I have also restarted the servants in your manor, which means... they may not be in good spirits tomorrow."

“It’s just a small problem.” Klein shook his head. “Okay, help me seal that cane…”

The problem was quickly brought under control, but Alice didn't feel at peace for long. Just one day later, Klein delivered another exciting piece of news:

"Medici came to see you? What did he say? Why did he let you go?"

“…I haven’t seen Him.” Klein held down Alice, who looked a little excited. “He is working with the high priest of the Spiritual Cult. He is currently in Backlund and is Patrick Braine’s assistant…”

He summarized the actual situation of his encounter with Medici in a few words. When Alice learned that Klein had not encountered Medici head-on, her interest faded. She said quietly:

"Since it is related to the 'Spiritual Cult', why don't you ask the great God of Death for advice?"

"...I was just about to do that." Klein pinched his brows. "I wanted to ask, will I be..."

"If you mean meeting Medici, then it's only a matter of time. It all depends on whether He is interested in finding you." Alice shrugged. "If you mean His attitude towards you... do you need personal protection?"

Klein nodded frantically.

"Coward." Alice said coldly.

Klein said frankly, "If you admit this, can you promise me?"

Alice was speechless. She said tactfully:
"Why don't you report this to our great God of Death first, because Medici's arrival probably foreshadows another trouble...

"After all, existence at that level is a symbol in itself, and Medici, as the angel king of the Red Priest path, even if His current appearance is a bit... well, a bit shabby, it cannot change His symbol. "When He came to Backlund, I'm afraid...

"Klein, we are very close to war."

Klein's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became serious. He didn't say anything more, but arranged the ceremony according to Alice's instructions and prayed to the "artificial god of death":
“You are the essence of death;

“You are the monarch of the dead;

“You are the final destination of all living beings.

"I pray for your help. I pray that I can know how to solve the problem of the evil spirit of the Red Angel. He possessed the body of a Gatekeeper and cooperated with the High Priest of the Spiritual Cult, Haitel, to come to Backlund and become Patrick Blaine's assistant..."

After more than ten seconds, the embers of the herbs that pleased the gods were picked up by the invisible wind, flew out of the cauldron, and fell onto the table, forming words:

“When He comes here, there will be war on earth.”

Afterwards, there was silence in the spiritual barrier. Klein realized that there was no more revelation. He packed up his things, looked at Alice, frowned, and said:
"……What does it mean?"

"I remind you to be careful," Alice shrugged. "It seems that the goddess doesn't plan to send anyone else... In other words, this has nothing to do with you. Your mission has been completed. What you need to do next is to ensure your own safety."

"What about you?" Klein asked subconsciously.

Alice thought about it carefully and replied, "Don't cause trouble?"

Klein paused. This was not the answer he expected, but it was almost the same. He said thoughtfully:

"That is to say, the future that person envisioned will be realized smoothly..."

It should be so... The goddess may not be completely unaware of the war. As for the steam and the storm... there are traitors among the top leaders of the church, so what else can we say... I am not sure about the others, but a large-scale war will definitely involve a war between gods... And then George III... Yes, George III!

Alice's eyebrows twitched. She remembered her speculation about the birth of a new god or the fall of an old god, and suddenly she had an idea - maybe George III was a smokescreen?
Agree or disagree, it has no big impact on Adam's plan, as long as everyone's attention is drawn to George III and other things are ignored...

Alice frowned and suddenly shouted, "Klein."

"What?" Klein looked at her in confusion.

“Find some time to tell Bernadette about George III,” Alice reminded, “After all, she has sent the diary of Emperor Roselle over… You know, George III’s becoming a god means that Emperor Roselle has completely lost the possibility of resurrection.”

Klein paused for a moment, as if he had just remembered this matter, and nodded:
"You're right, I should tell her... But if she plans to stop me...?"

"You can send your own follower, the 'world', to help." Alice spread her hands.

“…Okay.” Klein responded with mixed feelings.

After a brief pause, Klein suddenly said, "By the way, Alice, can you... do me a favor?"

"What?" Alice looked at him in confusion.

"Do you remember Melissa and Benson?" Klein asked her, "You met them before leaving Tingen City..."

Alice frowned. It took her a while to remember the two names, and she answered:
"Your brother and sister."

“Yes,” Klein nodded. “Benson is now a government employee in Backlund, and Melissa is studying at Backlund Technical University. They are ordinary people. If there is a war, I am worried about them…”

He looked at Alice with worry and asked, "Can you help me check on them? Are they in danger? If possible, please help me protect them..."

“To be honest,” Alice looked at Klein sincerely, “your brother and sister happen to be in two places I least want to be close to…”

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched. For a moment, he began to feel that his request was a bit embarrassing for Alice. Just when he wanted to say no, Alice shook her head and said:
"I think I saw something..."

"What?" Klein frowned.

Alice didn't say anything. She pursed her lips and let the scene just now replay itself before her eyes.

The first scene was on the Sonia Sea. In the thick fog, huge ships with sails hoisted passed silently. Alice recognized that they belonged to Feysac's fleet.

The second scene appeared above the Holy Wind Cathedral. A large and orderly group of Feysac airships cut in from the northern area. As soon as they approached, the Holy Wind Cathedral and other places seemed to have been prepared. The sound of the wind suddenly became fierce, turning into one blue-black giant blade after another, whistling towards the target, just like a cannonball fired into the air.

There were mostly no obvious landmarks. Some places were schools, and some were nameless streets. Alice saw people fleeing from the shells, some were injured, some were trampled, and she also saw people hugging each other amid the sound of gunfire. She closed her eyes, letting those scenes dissipate, and took a deep breath before saying:
"……tomorrow."

“What?” Klein frowned in confusion, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Alice opened her eyes again and said softly:
"Early tomorrow morning, Feysac's airship will arrive over Backlund...

"Then the war will officially break out!"

Klein jumped up in shock. He wanted to say something, but everything seemed powerless in the face of the facts. Finally, he opened his mouth and said:

"…Is it too late to fulfill your prophecy?"

"It doesn't matter." Alice glanced at him calmly. "There's still the post-war period. And food is needed more after the war. Well, maybe we can also treat our wounds? Anything else?"

Klein was speechless and responded subconsciously, "Maybe there will be reconstruction of the war ruins... Oh, wait, tomorrow, Melissa and Benson..."

"I promised," Alice shrugged, "I will get them together and get them to a safe place."

Klein gave a grateful smile.

“Would you consider making them Beyonders?” Alice asked politely.

“…This isn’t a good thing.” Klein shook his head. “In fact, if possible, I hope they never know…”

"Does it also include the fact that you are still alive?" Alice asked immediately, "Think about it carefully. This will determine how I will deal with your brother and sister tomorrow." (End of this chapter)