Mystery: Lucky One

Unexpectedly, Klein didn't think for too long. He quickly made a decision:

"No need... It's good like this. As long as they live well, it's fine. It's not a good thing to have too much involvement with me."

Alice frowned and looked at Klein. As if she could see her doubts, Klein smiled and said:

"I actually had plenty of opportunities to tell them I was still alive, didn't I?"

So Alice stopped talking. She sighed and said goodbye to Klein.

Under the premise that Klein decided not to admit that he was still alive, the handling of the matter became extremely simple. After all, they were two people in the vast sea of ​​people, and the most special thing about them was their blood relationship with Klein.

According to the information Klein provided, she found the person and changed the probability. After a moment's hesitation, Alice did not go home, but went straight into St. Samuel's Church.

Although the doors of the Church of Night are not open at night like during the day, the doors are not locked, but just ajar. If you need help at night, you can still push open the door of the church and find church staff on duty inside.

When Alice entered, Bishop Elektra, who had been praying with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at her. He frowned when he saw her, then stood up, leaned over and asked:

"Miss Destiny? How come you…"

"Feysac will launch an airstrike on Backlund," Alice interrupted him, "tomorrow, the location... should start from the North District, and the target is the West District..."

After hearing her words, Bishop Elektra nodded calmly and said:

“We already knew about this.

"Early tomorrow morning, the church will notify important believers to go to the church to participate in the air defense drill."

There seemed to be some hidden information in these words. Alice frowned and said hesitantly, "...Important believer?"

Bishop Elektra nodded. Before she could say anything, Alice took a half step back and turned to leave. When she stepped on the threshold, she paused for a moment and asked as if she was talking to herself:
"So faith doesn't distinguish between high and low, but believers do?"

After saying this, she disappeared into the night without waiting for anyone's response.

……

In the Queens District of Backlund, inside Hall Manor.

Audrey opened her eyes suddenly, and the figure beside her bed seemed to have noticed something and asked sideways:
"you're awake?"

The other party's voice was gentle, but someone quietly broke into the bedroom in the middle of the night. This was undoubtedly a plot that should only appear in horror novels. The surging fear immediately overwhelmed Audrey's heart, making it difficult for her, a Sequence 5 "audience", to control herself.

…Who is it!
"It's me," the voice sighed, "Miss Justice, it's me... Did I scare you?"

It's someone I know... Oh, this voice sounds like Miss Destiny...

Audrey, who had calmed down a little, spoke tentatively:

"Miss Destiny?"

"It's me." The owner of the voice calmly admitted the fact.

Audrey was completely relieved, but after a few breaths, she regained her composure, sat up and asked:

"Miss Destiny, what are you doing...?"

"Turn on the light," Alice shook her head. "It's strange to have a conversation like this..."

Audrey was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Do you need me to change into clothes that are more convenient for meeting people?"

"Are you free?" Alice asked politely.

"…It's not very convenient," Audrey said frankly, "and it's not very convenient to turn on the lights."

They stared at each other in the dark. After a few breaths, Audrey suddenly had an inspiration and spoke tentatively:

"Miss Destiny, shall we talk in dreams?"

Alice agreed, and they met again in the dream. Audrey changed the scene of the dream to a living room. She looked up at Alice sitting opposite her. Just as she was about to speak, Alice said directly:
"Is there any ice cream?"

"This is a dream, of course it would exist." Audrey materialized the ice cream in her dream and pushed it in front of Alice.

Alice took a bite of the ice cream and sighed:
"I shouldn't have come to you, after all, you are also one of the 'important believers', but, um... there are some things I don't want to talk about with acquaintances, and there is no Internet tree hole in this era... so it turns out that it is most appropriate to come to you."

"Internet tree hole?" Audrey repeated the word she didn't understand.

"It's a place where you can talk about your thoughts," Alice explained. "No one there knows who you are. You can freely express your thoughts and worries..."

"That sounds great," Audrey commented.

Alice shrugged and continued:
"Let me think about it. What did I want to say... Well, do you think that there are high and low lives?"

"What?" Audrey asked, somewhat confused.

Alice leaned back in her chair, frowning slightly.

"In fact, it is normal for ordinary people to have such a distinction, especially in today's era... No matter how much you deny it, nobles and commoners are naturally different, aren't they?"

Audrey opened her mouth and closed it again, frowning. She felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what to say.

Alice didn't pay attention to her and continued:
"But I thought that He should have seen different eras and knew different possibilities. Even when He was a human, He would be affected by this. But now He is a god...

"Why does it matter whether a believer is important or not to the gods?"

A different era? Different possibilities? Does that mean that nobles and commoners there are equal...? Now it's the gods... Who is Miss Fate talking about? Mr. Fool...?
“No, Mr. Fool,” Alice added cautiously, “I didn’t tell Mr. Fool because I didn’t want to bother Him with this matter anymore… Well, after all, He will be very busy tomorrow…”

I don't know if Dwayne Dantes is an important believer...haha. Audrey suddenly realized, then said carefully:

"Although I don't know who you are referring to, and I dare not speculate on the thoughts of the gods, but...

"At least for the church, there is a distinction between believers and other believers."

Alice raised her eyebrows at her.

Audrey exhaled calmly, recalling what she had seen and heard over the years, and said softly:
"The church is always more polite and attentive to nobles who donate more and have greater influence... As one of the important believers of the Church of Evernight, the Hall family is actually secretly protected by the Church of Evernight... Perhaps you know about this?"

"I just found out," Alice sighed. "To be honest, although I don't think this is necessarily the church's initiative, maybe it is... But overall, this does make me feel much better."

She shook her head gently and put her hand on her brow.

It's not that the emotions were too strong. After all, Alice didn't consider herself a good person, and she was somewhat mentally prepared for the goddess's tacit approval of the war. She just saw people fleeing in the war in Revelation, and felt a little funny when she learned that these things could have been avoided.

After all, she had struggled with similar issues as early as the Backlund smog. In her eyes, knowing the truth and being able to stop it, but not doing it, was actually evil.

So after struggling for a while, she chose to tell the truth about the smog. At that time, the smog was not stopped. Today, she chose to inform the church in advance, but found that the church had actually known about it for a long time, but had no intention of saving her.

Then, the heavy smog...

Alice's eyes darkened for a moment, and she muttered in a low voice:

"Even though I know you're not a good person, I'm mentally prepared for you to watch people die without helping them, and only save some people, not out of emotion, but simply because of their usability... Alas, you really are..."

You are even less like a good person than I am... a good god. So, whether or not you are a good god has nothing to do with whether or not you are a righteous god? As long as you can pretend...?
Alice rubbed her brows, looked up at Audrey who looked bewildered, and said calmly:
“I won’t watch you erase your memory...but don’t tell anyone about what happened today.

"Well, besides, since I'm here...

"Early tomorrow morning, Feysac will launch an air strike on Backlund's North and West districts."

Audrey opened her eyes wide, but before she could speak, Alice had disappeared in her dream. This time, she returned to her home in the North District. After a moment of silence, she calmed down for the first time in a long time, letting the light symbolizing faith light up in her spiritual vision.

——Although there are not many, she is also a god with believers!

Alice's followers were scattered. Apart from the people in the Tarot Club and some acquaintances with whom she had basically lost contact, the rest mainly came from Bayam. The ship that was doomed by her and eventually fell apart sent her a ship of followers - although not all the crew members converted, there were still the families of the crew members, so together they made up almost a whole ship.

These people spread the word everywhere, bringing her a few followers, but she didn't need to worry too much, because few of these people were in Backlund, and had nothing to do with the air raid for the time being.

What deserves her attention is actually the missionary plan that is developing...Roy King.

To be honest, Alice originally just wanted to trick him into giving her the Holy Scripture, but Roy King was actually really serious about preaching, and he even brought her a few believers. This was a bit...

Or maybe we should give him a bishop title or something in the future?

After her thoughts wandered for a moment, Alice quickly pulled them back together and woke up all the believers without distinction:
"Early tomorrow morning, Feysac will launch an air strike on Backlund's North and West districts."

Then Alice fell asleep with peace of mind.

She woke up to the roar of artillery fire. Feysac's shells hit in the early morning. Alice opened her eyes in dissatisfaction, wrapped in a quilt, rushed to the window, and stared up at the sky.

A large number of airships from Feysac were flying in an orderly manner, dropping a shell from time to time. Suddenly, an airship swayed left and right as if it had a seizure, and almost collided with its companions several times.

This was not the end. The airship was like a butterfly flying around in the air. The muzzle of its gun accidentally aimed at its companion and fired a shell.

The formation in the air was disrupted by the sound of artillery explosions. Two airships that did not have time to avoid the explosion fell from great heights, and the other airships also lost their trajectory. But only for a moment, Alice soon saw a dark red light, the light that flashed like blood and rust, covering every airship, and then they returned to their original order.

War Bishop...

Alice's mind moved, she narrowed her eyes, opened her mouth to the air, and uttered a silent rebuke:

"roll."

The reassembled airship troops seemed to have heard the scolding, and without any hesitation, they changed course to the west area.

Alice returned to her room, changed her clothes in a very formal manner, and then walked out. With her active intervention, the airship troops from Feysac gave up attacking the residents of the northern district and focused their targets on the western district. The only damage left was the initial artillery fire that woke Alice up, the two airships shot down by her companions, and the crashed one - it also fell down at the back.

But the damage was not small. Alice could see people running away in panic and those who had no way to escape. She shook her head and went to see what was happening over there with Klein.

With her advance warning, Klein got up extra early today. Alice didn't know what excuse he used, but when she looked over, she found that 160 Böklund Street and Meige Manor were empty. Klein was in the church with his butler and valet, while the others were hiding in the subway passage.

Alice shook her head, rushed out of the room, and joined the fleeing crowd, shouting:
"Hurry! Hide in the subway! Or hide in the church! Don't hang around outside!"

She used a little trick to make the sound travel further.

In an era when there was no air defense training, most people would not think of the air-raid shelter first when encountering an air raid. They were awakened by shouting from somewhere, and people suddenly became determined from being headless flies, and fled in groups to the nearest subway station or church.

Alice was not happy at all, as she realized that this would bring new problems - these people who had not undergone rehearsal would not care about what a stampede was!

She gritted her teeth and stamped her feet. At a certain moment, she was even glad that the coverage area of ​​her voice was not large enough and only alarmed a few nearby streets, which was unlikely to cause a large-scale stampede.

Never mind, let them be. The airship has already left anyway... Well, it's going to bomb the West District.

Alice shook her head and looked at the other members of the Tarot Club.

Emlyn the Moon lived in the basement, where his safety was fully guaranteed. Magician Fors and Judgement Hugh lived at the border of Backlund's eastern district, near the Backlund Bridge area, and were not within the attack range. Star Leonard was in the church, while Justice Audrey was walking among the civilians, comforting them. As for the others, they were not in Backlund at all.

Alice looked around and stopped paying attention. She also sneaked into the church without letting anyone notice her. She just stared at the holy emblem in front of her and whispered to herself:

"Feysac and Rune... Strange, who died?" (End of this chapter)