Mystery: Lucky One

Not to mention that Klein was present, even if Klein wasn't there, Alice didn't want to see such a large-scale stampede happen under her nose - if she didn't see it, then forget it.

But no matter what, since they had seen it, Alice decided to do something. So the person who was about to fall managed to steady himself, and the person who was about to step on others noticed the situation in time and narrowly avoided it.

But this is not a fundamental solution to the problem. Alice frowned. She had noticed that the soldiers had begun to maintain order, but this was far from enough. There were too many people. What the people needed most now was a backbone...

Who will be it?
...You don't have any arrangements!
Alice looked at the lightning in the sky again and immediately changed her mind.

No, maybe their original plan was not so crude and should be more secretive. Maybe something unexpected happened to the Lord of Storms...

As more and more people joined in the work of maintaining order, Alice was gradually able to free up her attention to guess what was happening in the underground ruins.

She was not able to concentrate for long, because when she noticed that the original George III was no longer recognizable due to the lightning, Alice suddenly thought of a word.

——Divine punishment.

He was struck to death by lightning during the grand sacrificial ceremony. Add to that the abnormal weather in Loen during this period of time. Hiss...

Alice shook her head slightly, approached Klein calmly, and asked in a low voice:
"You said, if I go out wearing this now and play the role of a charlatan...

"Will I be beaten later?"

“…I don’t know.” Klein quickly moved away from her. “I don’t know you.”

Alice knew the answer. Although this was a very good opportunity to recruit believers, she still gave up such a rough appearance.

——The main reason is that Alice thought back and realized that according to the laws of history, if she stood up now, she would probably say more than just this, and also...

Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!
“Then I’ll rise up in rebellion…” Alice muttered to herself, “Maybe I can use this opportunity to become a Red Priest… Tsk, no, I don’t have any extraordinary characteristics or uniqueness…”

Klein moved a little further away from her.

In any case, the matter was eventually over, and with the help of more soldiers and church members who arrived, the gathered people dispersed, talking about the joke that the king was struck to death by lightning while giving a speech.

Alice shook her hair and walked slowly into St. Samuel's Church to wait for Lady Arianna to return.

She didn't wait too long. Once she saw the lady and confirmed that there was no one else beside her, Alice approached and asked:
"Did something unexpected happen in the underground ruins?"

Arianna did not hide it and answered as she walked:

"With the help of his followers, the 'Storm Lord' found Amon, whom he had been pursuing, in the underground ruins.

"After Zaratul escaped from the historical rift, the 'Storm Lord' realized that it was not Amon, and that He had escaped, so he was very angry..."

Alice swallowed and asked nervously, "And then?"

Ms. Arianna didn't say anything, but looked at her quietly. After more than ten seconds, Alice lowered her head and admitted:

"I sent someone to deliver the report, telling the Church of Storms that Amon was in Backlund, and all the information reported was about Zaratul..."

Ms. Arianna glanced at her and replied in a calm voice:

"The Storm Church is currently tracking down the person who sent the letter. They hope we can help with divination. I will recommend you to go over."

"?" Alice widened her eyes.

Ms. Arianna did not respond further. She walked into the office with a calm expression. Alice swallowed and left the church.

The next day, Alice, led by the new archbishop of the Church of the Storm, entered the Holy Wind Cathedral in the Cherwood district of Backlund.

This is not the first time Alice has entered here. More than a thousand years ago, this was the headquarters of the Church of the Storm. More than a thousand years later, Alice disguised herself as Amon and stole the donation box of the Church of the Storm from here.

——Thinking about it this way, it is understandable that the "Lord of Storms" is angry.

The letter of complaint written by Klein was handed back to Alice. The new archbishop told Alice:
"This is the letter we received. Can you tell where it came from?"

Now that she was there, Alice had naturally thought about how to act out the play. She took the letter, lowered her head to open it, and stroked the envelope with her fingertips. A silver light flashed by in her eyes. Then, she jumped up in horror, threw the letter to the ground, and quickly retreated to the wall.

"What are you doing..." Archbishop Storm looked at her in confusion.

"A letter from Amon." Alice raised her head and a polite smile appeared on her face.

This made the archbishop opposite him look confused, and he subconsciously asked:
"Amon?"

"Yes," Alice nodded firmly, "I'm leaving first. Don't call me if there's nothing else, and don't call me if there's something else!"

After saying this, she disappeared from the spot, and her actions seemed to show her real fear of Amon.

After escaping back home, Alice breathed a sigh of relief. She fell on the sofa, then sat up straight and hesitantly picked up a letter from the coffee table.

...Where did the letter come from?
Alice opened the letter in confusion. The fluent cursive handwriting, signature and address on the letter were very familiar to her.

"

Little Alice:

Long time no see, it seems like I haven't written to you for a while? I'm sorry, I was always looking for my old lover and almost forgot about you, my friend.

However, I am writing to you because I still have something to ask you... Little Alice, can you tell me where all the crows in Backlund have gone? I also heard that the Storm Church in Backlund seems to be looking for me? Does this have anything to do with you?

Oh, by the way, I also gave you a gift, it’s a pet snake. I wonder if you have seen it?

If you are not satisfied, let me tell you in secret that I have an incarnation that is very eager to be your pet dog. It can't stand staying by my side and hopes you can help it get rid of its current life. Oh, by the way, it also asked me to ask you what type of pet dog you like.

Remember to reply~
Your dear friend, Amon

'Alice folded the letter silently.

The old lover... should be Pales. It's normal for Him to be looking for Pales...

Ravens…Church of the Storm…ugh.

Pet snake...Oh, I almost forgot about Will Auceptin...where did he go?

Alice narrowed her eyes and stared at the letter in her hand in silence for a few seconds. Then she closed her eyes and called out to Klein in her heart:
"You can prepare to go to the 'Forsaken Land of the Gods', Amon... Amon's attention is probably really on Backlund... Well, remember to remind Leonard to be careful.

"You know what I'm talking about... Anyway, just run."

Having said this, Alice turned off the communication button, looked at the tilde at the end of the letter, and fell into a long silence.

How should I write a reply?

After hesitating for a long time, Alice went into the study and took out paper and pen.

"

Dear Amon,
I have seen the pet snake you sent me, but it seemed a little afraid of me. It ran away as soon as it saw me. I haven't seen it again until now.

I have some knowledge about the Church of Storms. It started when someone sent a letter of denunciation to the Church of Storms. The letter said that you were in Backlund and also included the whereabouts of Zaratul. You should know Zaratul?
Just yesterday, the Storm Lord finally found Zaratul. After discovering that it was Zaratul and not you, the Storm Lord was greatly disappointed and then became extremely angry, especially after Zaratul escaped.

Afterwards, the Church of Storms discovered that the letter reporting Zaratul was sent by you...

That’s all I know. I don’t know the more specific details, so let’s talk about the issue of pet dogs.

I think your clone doesn't need to do anything. Your original body's behavior is like the kind of dog that everyone loved to keep in my era. I... uh, I'm not sure how to translate that word? Let me briefly describe the behavior of this creature.

First, they tend to give to the other party without expecting anything in return, even at the expense of their own interests. They will unconditionally meet the other party's demands, regardless of whether these demands are reasonable or not.

Secondly, they will change themselves to cater to the other party, losing their own personality and principles. They will become indecisive and everything will be based on the other party's preferences.

In addition, they always behave humbly in front of each other. They will constantly try to please each other, even at the cost of giving up their own dignity.

Then, they will continue to lower their bottom line in order to get the other party's attention and recognition. They will tolerate all the other party's behaviors, even if it hurts themselves.

Dear, do you think this is talking about you?
Your Master, Alice
"

After writing the letter, Alice folded the envelope indifferently and gave it to Amon with a ceremony.

On the roadside, a young man with black curly hair was sitting on a chair, and at his feet lay a big golden retriever with beautiful and smooth hair, looking very noble. Passersby glanced at the dog from time to time and then moved away cautiously.

Suddenly, the young man rubbed his right eye socket, then he took out a letter from his pocket. He opened the letter, read it carefully, and then he said "tsk" softly, lowered his head and looked at the big golden retriever at his feet and asked:
"She wrote a letter to the Storm Church, saying that Zaratul was me and reported Zaratul. After the incident was exposed, she said that I wrote the letter?

"Oh, she is really...

"I didn't even bother with her about this, no wonder she said I was trying to please her and gave up my bottom line for her... Tsk."

"Woof!" The big golden retriever just barked and rubbed the young man's feet with its head.

……

"Amon really came to Backlund?" Klein frowned the moment he received Alice's message. He hissed softly and began to consider the feasibility of going to the "Forsaken Land of the Gods" now.

The matter of George III has been resolved. Zaratul has temporarily disappeared. Amon is in Backlund. The "Time Worm" can be asked from Leonard's grandfather, or Alice can get it if she can get Amon's Time Worm. The "Star Worm"... Miss "Magician" has received a reply from her teacher before. The Abraham family has no remaining spiritual "Star Worm", so they still have to start with Butis... However, the assassination of Butis can also be entrusted to others.

From this point of view, for me right now, going to the "God-Forsaken Land" is indeed a good choice, and I don't need to worry about the problem of food. As long as I ask the little "sun" to give me some mycelium, I can grow mushrooms on the monsters in the "God-Forsaken Land"...

However, there is a very troublesome matter... I don't know how long it will take me to go to the "Forsaken Land of the Gods". By then, I will definitely not be able to control the secret dolls here. In other words, the identity of Dwayne Dantes must be dealt with. I have to use this as an excuse to leave...

If the war hadn't started, I could have said that I was going to inspect the business in the southern continent, but now, um...

Klein tapped the table twice and frowned.

While thinking, time came to three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day. At the Tarot meeting, "Justice" Audrey stood up first as usual and greeted:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

Her tone was not cheerful, for she had not yet recovered from the shock of King George III being struck to death by lightning. Only when she faced the thunder that day up close did she know what it meant.

As one of the nobles who was qualified to be closest to the King, Audrey knew very well that the thunder on that day was not simple. She suspected that it was the power of the gods. Thinking of the incident in which someone pretended to be a follower of the Fool and was struck to death by lightning after reciting the Fool's name, Audrey suspected that this was a divine punishment from Mr. Fool himself.

But she didn't have the courage to observe Mr. Fool carefully. Besides, Audrey knew very well that she couldn't see anything from Mr. Fool. So she just observed Mr. World and Miss Destiny carefully while saying hello.

She saw nothing.

Without mentioning the suspected "world" Gehrman Sparrow who had the ability to control the "audience", in Audrey's eyes, Miss Fate's mood did not change much as usual, and she greeted her with a smile.

Audrey wasn't the only one who had doubts about the George III incident. However, Audrey was the closest, and the lightning had the greatest impact on her. Therefore, after Klein nodded to signal the start of the party, she asked Audrey the Justice:

"You seem to have some questions?"

"...Yes," Audrey lowered her head, "the lightning that day..."

“No, Mr. Fool,” Alice shook her head. “I think I should start from the beginning… er, let me think.”

She rubbed her brows and recounted the events from the beginning:
"The George III you saw was a fake. He himself was already at least Sequence 1. As for the one you saw, it was imagined.

"I manipulated their fates so that if there is a 50% chance that George III will die, the dummy will die.

“Later, Mr. Fool told me that this would not really solve the problem, because if George III died at the ceremony, it might not necessarily mean that he failed to be promoted, but that he might become a True God-level monster that got out of control…” (End of this chapter)