Mystery: Lucky One

This sentence frightened Triss and Alice as well.

Alice realized that the power coming out of the door was greater than she thought. Although Emperor Roselle's diary only recorded the part about communication, Mr. "Door" could actually sense the situation in the outside world. He was just not sure how specific the level of this perception was.

However, it should only be perception, not interference... Uh, maybe there is a way to influence people's minds? I'm not sure about this, um...

After a few breaths, Alice, who had calmed down again, did not choose to appear. She first threw a "Restart" to Triss, who was one step away from losing control, and then replied:

"not going to."

Woman... no, girl?
Triss frowned. With the special effects obscured, she failed to realize that the improvement in her condition was due to her ability. She looked around, wondering about the identity of the person who came.

The voice was somewhere between the immaturity of a teenager and the charm of an adult. Triss deduced that the person in the dark was not too old, so instinctively, she thought that the other party's level would not be too high either.

But she was able to hide it from me... Is she a sequence that is good at hiding? Unlikely, it is most likely a high-level seal... She is very compatible with that seal, so it can reduce the negative effects?
No, in fact, she might be the "ageless witch"...

Triss pondered the possibilities in her mind, and the vortex finally responded as it spun:

"Haha... This reminds me of an old friend... He is just like you... He doesn't play by the rules... Have you heard of Amon?"

Alice was silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh:

"Ah, actually I know you, Mr. 'Gate'. Amon has mentioned you to me...

"I became an angel so suddenly that all my friends left me. I was afraid to communicate with others. Fortunately, I met Amon...

"We are very good friends. My name is even included in His name..."

Oh my god, angel?

Triss was confused. She knew who Amon was and what angels represented. Then, an angel who had a "good" relationship with Amon, was young, and was promoted unexpectedly...

An image automatically came to mind, and she blurted out:

"Miss Destiny!"

——Although she was not sure whether this Miss Destiny was familiar with Amon, her personality was indeed similar to that of the rumored Miss Destiny.

"Haha...it seems you two know each other..." Uzumaki responded.

"I've heard of it..." Triss replied.

"We don't know each other... Can you please get down to business?" This was Alice's answer. "Why do you have to see me? Does it matter to you whether I show up or not?"

"It makes no difference... I just want to find someone to chat with more..." A voice floated out of the vortex, "Okay... since you are impatient... Chick's Favored One... Did Chick ask you to come to me..."

Triss did not respond. She only bowed her head respectfully and said:
"Dear Mr. Men, I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead... The years of being lost in darkness and trapped in the storm are really too boring... It's rare to have someone to chat with me..." The voice that was still in the slowly rotating deep vortex responded without much change.

So you've become a chatterbox? However, judging from Triss's appearance, although the demigod can bear it, it's still not safe... I'll remind Miss Magician later.

Well, we can't rule out the possibility that Triss is in such a bad state. Maybe Miss Magician will be in a better condition by then... Never mind, we'll talk about it later. After all, she should seek help from Klein. Klein is not unaware that there is definitely something wrong with this "door" who can speak to the outside world...

Alice looked at the vortex with dissatisfaction, then looked at Triss and shook her head.

Triss also spoke at this time:

"I want to know if there is any unconventional way to enter the nine secret mausoleums that Blood Emperor Tudor built to ascend to the Black Emperor."

Mr. Door, whose voice came from across the endless void, laughed vaguely:
“So it was because of this matter…

“This is not difficult… I will give you a symbol. You collect the blood of Extraordinary people from different paths and mix them together… Use your spiritual power to stain it, and draw that symbol in the void in front of the mausoleum. Then you can open the secret passage leading inside…”

"... Void Drawing Talisman?" Alice asked subconsciously, "Or Blood Talisman?"

"What's wrong?" Uzumaki asked in a voice.

"No, nothing..." Alice denied.

It just reminds me of cultivation novels... Tsk, there are no cultivation novels here, nor fantasy novels... Well, there are no online novels.

Emperor Roselle, why don't you copy some online articles here? I want to read this. Besides, I might not have read the ones you copied. After all, "Key of Light" seems to prefer romance novels...

Oh, can I write a copy of the settings and give it to Miss "Magician" so that she can write a novel?
Alice stroked her chin and put the matter on her schedule.

Triss did not interrupt. She also did not feel puzzled about her still good condition. She just thought it was the result of her adaptation. After the two finished talking, she continued to ask:

"There must be twenty-two extraordinary paths?

"Each path only requires the blood of one Beyonder, no matter what his sequence is?

“How much blood is needed for each pathway?”

Wait, blood! I won't use mine... No, I'll ask Roy King for some...

Mr. Door replied in the same mumbling voice as before:

"Yes... you don't need too much... a small tube will do... it will be enough to depict the symbol..."

Alice made a note.

After completing her main purpose, Triss still did not send Mr. Door away, but continued to carry out Gehrman Sparrow's commission:
"The Abraham family wants to know how to get rid of the ancient curse on them."

The dark vortex was silent for several seconds, then sighed and said:

"Arrange such a ritual... sacrifice one demigod each from the 'Fortune Teller', 'Apprentice', and 'Thief' paths... when I escape the storm and penetrate the darkness... the curse will no longer exist..."

Triss was not interested in how the Abraham family got rid of the ancient curse. After getting the answer, she asked into the air:

"Do you have any more questions?" Alice hesitated for two seconds before finally showing up. She didn't look at Triss's expression, but just looked at the vortex and said:
"Hmm... it seems impolite to ask you questions while invisible? Well, actually I am a little curious... someone once told me that Amon is the best person under the true god. You... who is better at fighting, you in your prime or Amon in his prime?"

Mr. Men was silent for a moment, then smiled and sighed:

"I now believe that you and Amon have a good relationship... We have never fought in the true sense... Although there have been frictions, it probably cannot be used as evidence in your eyes...

"But maybe you know that I have one more Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic than Amon?"

"I understand!" Alice smiled, "I'll go back and tell Amon that you said 'He' couldn't beat you!"

“?” The vortex remained silent and just kept spinning.

Alice turned to Triss and ordered, "Show her away!"

Mr. Door did not attempt to seduce, threaten, or pollute Triss while she was terminating the ritual. When the dark vortex of fire dissipated and the ritual ended, Triss turned around and wanted to say something, but Alice stepped back half a step cautiously and said:
"Even if I saw everything, you still have to pass the message to Hermann yourself!"

“…Ah?” Triss was confused for a moment.

But Alice had taken this opportunity to escape. Triss stood there blankly. After a few minutes, she let out a breath and began to use meditation to calm herself down.

……

After receiving Triss's letter from the messenger, Klein sat in a chair and read it over and over again.

Before going above the gray fog to divine the authenticity of Mr. Door's method, he subconsciously thought about how quickly he could collect the blood points of the twenty-two extraordinary paths:
"This symbol is very similar to the one on the back of the Magician's chair... The Fortune Teller can use his... Apprentice to find the Magician... The Thief has three options: a Secret Doll can turn into a mosquito to bite Hazel; get it from the third officer of Admiral Iceberg called Flower Tie; ask Leonard's grandfather to give...

"The 'audience' path, Miss 'justice'... The 'praiser' path, Little 'sun'...

"The 'Storm' path, Mr. 'Hanged Man'... The 'Reader' path, 'Vice Admiral Iceberg' or the demigod named Luca... 'Secret Prayer', the second mate who is looking for Ms. 'Hermit', 'Bloodless' Heath Doyle...

"The 'Corpse Collector' path, Patrick Braine of the Spiritual Cult... The 'Sleeping Man' path, the poet classmate... The 'Warrior' path, most of the people in the City of Silver or the god Utravsky...

"'The cultivator', Frank... 'The pharmacist', Emlyn...

"'Arbitrator', Miss Hugh... 'Lawyer', Secret Doll Qonas...

"For the 'Hunter', Danitz or Anderson, and the secret doll sent by Bernadette... For the 'Witch', let Triss provide it herself...

"'Prisoner', Miss Sharon or Maric... 'Criminal', there is no such thing for the time being...

"'Monster', Alice... uh, would Alice be willing to give it to me? If not, let her ask someone else for it..."

……

"A-choo!" Alice sneezed violently.

She rubbed her nose, shook her head, then looked at the ice cream in front of her and asked the boss hesitantly:

"I understand adding mint, but can you tell me where the flavor of adding pepper to ice cream comes from..."

"Oh, it's like this," the boss said enthusiastically, "Today, a gentleman bought a few ice creams from me. He took out chili powder, pepper and other things and asked me to sprinkle them on the ice cream. He said that this was a gift from a friend he hadn't seen for a long time. Unfortunately, he accidentally lost it, so he planned to buy some from me to make amends..."

What kind of friend would bring such a gift...Isn't it normal for it to be lost?!

"And then?" Alice asked calmly.

"I was very surprised. After he left, I thought about it for a long time and decided to make one to try. And now you come just after I made it. This is fate!" The boss patted the ice cream stand vigorously, "Miss, would you like to buy one to try? This is such a coincidence, I think..."

"I think I still prefer more traditional tastes," Alice smiled politely. "You should leave these novelties to the young people. After all, I am not young anymore and I prefer nostalgia."

You’re not young anymore… ?
The boss took a hesitant look at the face that showed signs of immaturity. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and started making ice cream.

After eating the ice cream, Alice's eyes were covered with a gray mist as expected. She ignored the slow-motion content and directly knocked on the door of "Source Castle" and saw Klein sitting upright.

After walking over and sitting down, Alice suddenly had an idea. She approached Klein and asked:

"By the way... can your ability to extract food from the mist of history be used here?"

Klein nodded subconsciously.

Alice's eyes lit up when she heard that. She grabbed Klein and shouted in a long voice:

“Klein~”

She half raised her head, with a pleading look in her eyes. Klein shuddered in fear, shook off her hand, jumped back from the chair, and asked vigilantly:

"What are you going to do again?"

Alice smiled and said:

"Tarot Club is so boring, I want to eat something~
"Klein, can you buy a few ice cream bars before each Tarot meeting and give them to me during the meeting?

"Well, you can also make me some modern food..."

“…I have a question.” Klein held his head weakly. “If you do this, how much dignity will Mr. Fool have left?”

“What does it matter?” Alice blinked. “You will be promoted to Miracle Master soon, but Ms. Hermit may not be able to be promoted to Sequence 3 by then… To the Tarot Club, you will be no different from a real god at that time, so it doesn’t matter even if you are exposed.”

After a pause, Alice continued:
“Of course, that’s right, you might feel a little socially awkward… After all, Mr. Fool, there’s a colleague and good friend of yours here… I’m not talking about me.”

What she said made sense... Klein was stunned for a moment. He realized that everything was just as Alice said. He had already opened up a large gap with the other members of the Tarot Club. Even Ms. Hermit was far behind him now. He was indeed equivalent to a true god. Even if he was not now, he would be in a few days.

After all, Angel had been able to become a subordinate god in the past. If he didn't care about social death, he wouldn't have to worry so much about exposing his identity, but...

“No!” Klein refused firmly, “I will never agree to such a thing. Don’t even think about it!” (End of this chapter)