Mystery: Lucky One

Finally, Klein decided to go there on his own after resolving the matter in Moon City.

As for Alice...she can't die.

That was indeed the case. Alice had already avoided North Cheng and was considering where to go.

Despite the nonsense at the beginning, she did convey the needs of the "True Creator" anyway. As for whether the "Angel of the Holy Word" and Ouroboros would do it or not, and how they would do it, it was none of her business.

However, if you are bored later, you can go and have a look...

But it was difficult for her to be bored, and it might not be appropriate to go to Klein right now, so Alice thought about it for a moment and found Derrick.

She had been visiting Silver City frequently during this period, and Derrick was no longer surprised by her appearance. He didn't seem to have any patrol missions today, but he was not idle either. When he found Alice, he was being beaten in the training ground.

Yes, a beating.

The "Priest of Light" was probably still a little weak in some aspects, and Derrick was a reasonable man. He couldn't possibly go on stage with that Sequence 4 cross, as that would be unfair to everyone, so he had to take the beating on stage.

Alice watched with great interest until Derrick ended the fight as usual and took her away, who seemed to have disappeared. She continued to ask:
"Why don't you continue fighting?"

"What do you want to do?" Derrick had already mastered the skills of talking to Alice.

Alice hesitated for a few seconds and then asked Derrick, "Actually, I think I should ask your chief... I mean, when do you plan to explore the Giant King's Court again? I mean, to open that door."

Since the last exploration, the City of Silver has been continuously exploring the area surrounding the Giant King's Court, trying to find a way to pass through the Giant King's Court and reach the ocean on the other side without opening that door.

Derrick had mentioned this matter in the Tarot Club. In other words, as long as Derrick knew about the exploration plan and progress of the City of Silver, the Tarot Club would know it.

Therefore, Derrick was not surprised about Alice's source of information. He just wondered why this question was asked to him. But when he thought that the person in front of him was Miss Destiny, everything seemed to be solved - perhaps he just remembered that he had such a question, so he asked it by the way.

So Derrick wondered why Alice came to see him, and replied:

"The Chief didn't mention it explicitly, but it should at least wait until I'm promoted to Demigod."

“…” Alice looked a little hesitant. “As I recall, you just became Sequence 5 not long ago, right?”

Derrick nodded.

Alice frowned and asked bluntly, "How is the potion digestion progress?"

Miss Fate is anxious about our exploration progress...?
Derrick noticed something. He glanced at Alice and didn't ask, but just replied:
"It's still early. Judging from the current progress, I feel it will take another half a year to a year..."

"..." Alice was dumbfounded. "I have a way that should help you digest the potion. What?"

Derrick's eyes lit up, then he calmed down and asked, "Then... the reward?"

"Convince your chief to explore the Giant King's Court as soon as possible," Alice shook her head. "Also, tell him that The World and I will join the exploration team at that time. The World will open the door, and I will take something from the Giant King's Court."

Derrick realized that this was the reason why Miss Destiny was so anxious. He thought about the feasibility and shook his head.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to convince the Chief, unless..."

Unless that's what fools mean.

Alice understood what he hadn't said yet, and nodded thoughtfully.
"So, from now on, this is what Mr. Fool means."

“…?” The implication in Alice’s words made Derrick a little nervous. He looked at Alice hesitantly, his eyes filled with hesitation, “Miss Destiny…”

"Hmm?" Alice didn't think there was any problem at all.

Derrick opened his mouth and then closed it again. He began to miss Alger, the Hanged Man.

If only Mr. Hanged Man were here...

While he was in a dilemma, Alice seemed to finally realize his thoughts and shook her head.

"It's going to be done anyway, I'll just change the time... Mr. Fool won't refuse me this kind of thing."

In other words, this was already part of Mr. Fool's plan, but Miss Destiny urgently needed it to happen?
Derrick suddenly realized. He no longer hesitated and responded immediately. Then he asked, "What did you mean by digesting the potion...?"

"From now on," Alice looked him up and down, "you are the 'Pure White Angel' under the Creator's seat..."

“?!” Derrick’s face was filled with fear. He couldn’t hide his panic, and his body was shaking.

Alice paused, pressed her head, and realized the biggest problem in this matter.

——Not everyone is as bold as her and Klein.

Living in a godless worldview, they may not be called atheists, but they naturally lack reverence for the gods. Impersonating angels and true gods is nothing to them. Didn’t you see that Klein had just divined Antigonus and obtained the potion formula of the "Miracle Master" not long ago?
As long as there is no danger, they dare to do it.

But facing Derrick, who had been taught by the gods since childhood, Alice realized that even if she promised safety, it might not be easy to convince Derrick.

It might be easier to convince Mr. Hanged Man, but...

Recalling the expression on the face of "The Hanged Man" Alger's face when he first heard the story of the three gods sharing the Creator's food, Alice thought that he was probably not much better.

Perhaps only when one truly reaches the level of an angel and becomes a complete mythical creature, can the awe that runs deep in one's bones be dissipated a little.

So Alice shook her head slightly and changed her words:
"Forget it... Then just be an ordinary God's Messenger. Well, you can try being the Fool's God's Messenger first, that's just right..."

She paused, thinking of Klein who was still near Moon City, and rolled her eyes and said:
"It just so happens that it's really not right to always let the 'world' take things from historical projections.

“Ordinary purification is fine, but if we want to hold a grand sacrificial ceremony… we should let the divine messenger who is truly responsible for purification do it, right?
"Mr. Sun, are you interested in becoming Mr. Fool's messenger?"

After a long journey in the "Forsaken Land of God", Alice and Klein came up with the same idea at this moment - why not hold a grand sacrificial ceremony as the end of the trip to Moon City. However, Alice arbitrarily added an actor to this drama.

Gathering her thoughts, Alice looked at Derrick again.

Alice had learned from Derrick's statement that he was even younger than she was - when Derrick first joined the Tarot Club and picked up the "Sun" card, he was only fourteen years old.

However, the child was already over 1.8 meters tall at the time, and he had grown even taller in the past year or so - I heard that this was still the statistic for stunted growth in Silver City.

...It's weird.

Alice shook her head and looked at Derrick who was overjoyed. Her expression suddenly became serious and she leaned closer and said:
"...Mr. Sun, I have a secret to tell you. Do you want to hear it? Don't worry, it's about Mr. World... Well, maybe it can't be considered a secret, because you will know it when you see him."

"What?" Derrick asked subconsciously.

"His real height is only 1.7 meters." Alice replied mercilessly.

This was the truth, but not entirely. As someone who had watched Klein grow taller, Alice was familiar with Klein's height changes. He was only 172 cm at first, and he actually grew a lot taller as he was promoted to the "Faceless Man". But even when he was promoted to the "Faceless Man", his actual height was less than meters - in order to make Gehrman Sparrow reach meters, he pulled himself up.

Of course, this was not without cost. At that time, Klein could not create something out of nothing, so he actually became thinner...

As for Klein's height after he became the Faceless Man, Alice hadn't counted it in detail, because height didn't make much sense after that. However, considering that Klein's height had reached 178 cm during his time as the Faceless Man, so...

As we all know, there is no man who is 178cm tall in this world.

Derrick's expression froze. The surprise he felt for becoming Mr. Fool's messenger turned into confusion at this moment. He thought hard but couldn't figure out what Miss Destiny meant by this. After a brief thought, he asked:

"What about you?"

"......?" Alice stared at him expressionlessly.

Derrick swallowed and realized that this was not a wise question. He changed the topic under the threat of Alice's gaze:
"How does this height look in the outside world?"

"... not really tall," Alice thought for a moment and replied, "probably short, after all..."

After all, before he "crossed over", the original Klein should have been considered malnourished...

Alice shook her head and said in a serious voice, "After all, Mr. World doesn't like to drink milk."

Milk - Derrick knew that it was the liquid produced by the white mushrooms. When heated, the surface of the mushrooms would crack and spill out the milky liquid with a strange fragrance. Derrick didn't like to drink it, but when he heard that this liquid could make people taller, he forced himself to drink it.

As a result, he felt a strange resonance with Mr. World and nodded.

"I don't like drinking either."

"I love drinking." Alice stared at him.

Derrick froze again.

He had a feeling that this was not a happy response. Although his spiritual intuition did not convey any danger, it was not good news. He was silent for a moment before he asked:
"Would you like to drink now?"

"...That's not necessary," Alice refused. "I've been drinking milk for a month now, and I've tried to change my taste, but..."

But most of them are historical projections.

Of course, Alice had also eaten a decent meal that was neither mushrooms nor historical projections. That was because of his persistence and Klein made another request when he ordered Danitz to do something.

But the request to have Danitz deliver three meals a day was rejected. Klein, who was currently accepting of mushrooms, did not intend to arrange Danitz in such a place. This made Alice very regretful - she should not have dragged Klein to try the mushrooms.

If she had known earlier, she should have demonized this mushroom, so that Klein would have a psychological trauma whenever he thought of mushrooms... No, it seemed that Klein had a psychological trauma to begin with, but after trying it with her, he gradually came to accept it...

Thinking of this, Alice showed a look of regret. She shook her head, patted Derrick on the shoulder, and told him:

“Go talk to your chief first. I may have to take you away for a while. Leave the editing to him.

"I'll go talk to 'World' about this first... Um, wait, let me take a look..."

Alice checked Klein's situation. He was still in front of the gray-white barrier, but he had already moved away from the "deep pit"... No, it should be said that his secret doll had already moved away from the "deep pit".

As for the entity...of course it is in the gaps of history!

"Coward," she cursed, "You have the guts to tell fortunes everywhere, but you don't have the guts to come out from the cracks in history... Tsk, are 'fortune tellers' also cockroaches?"

This was already something Derrick couldn’t quite understand. He looked at Alice blankly and finally asked:
"Ms. Fate, should I just tell the Chief directly like this...?"

Frankly speaking, it probably wouldn't matter if he said it directly, as he had probably been stripped naked by Chief Colin Iliad long ago. But their chief seemed to follow some unspoken rule and had not yet revealed that he knew about it.

So the matter became ridiculous. The Chief knew that Derrick had a problem, Derrick knew that the Chief knew that he had a problem, and the Chief knew that Derrick knew that he knew that Derrick had a problem...

This is the ultimate example of infinite nesting dolls.

No matter what, Derrick and the Chief had been keeping it in mind all along, and neither of them had made it clear, until today - he couldn't figure out how to say some things without making them clear.

But Miss Fortune is obviously not Mr. Hanged Man. She will not give any reliable advice, but absurd advice, she just opens her mouth:
"Just tell him that you are actually a 'Pure White Angel' under the Creator. You were reincarnated here and are in urgent need of recovering your strength. V you 50... No, I mean, I'm giving you 50 days off to help you recover your strength."

This was obviously a joke. Derrick shuddered and asked curiously:
“Why 50?”

"This is a mysterious ritual from the outside world," Alice said seriously. "I can't tell you too much. You just need to know that the number 50 is related to a special kind of monster. They are a kind of bird with six wings and twelve legs, and their meat is delicious..."

Alice described the method and taste of fried chicken. Derrick listened to her nonsense and gradually showed a yearning expression. (End of this chapter)