Mystery: Lucky One

Klein was speechless at this title. He gritted his teeth and asked as calmly as possible:
"Rather than this, why don't you tell me first, what is the relationship between the Goddess of Light and your authority???"

"Dispelling bad luck and bringing good fortune, how can that not be a kind of light?" Alice asked in return, "Prophecy and divination can also be related to light...pointing out the direction and guiding the way forward, how can that not be light? And look at the goddess, she has been the goddess of bad luck, and her hidden authority can also be used for anti-divination, which is exactly the opposite of light."

“……?” Klein took a deep breath and didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

Alice murmured again:
"And my old name was 'Key of Light'... How great, I don't have to change it at all, just one step.

"What's that expression on your face? Don't you think what I said makes sense?"

“It does seem to make sense…” Klein murmured, “I just want to know, if your followers knew that the ‘Goddess of Light’ had such a personality, would their faith be shattered…”

"After all, the 'Key of Light' is also known as 'Endless Chaos'." Alice reminded coldly.

"So," Klein asked at last, "can you glow? Like the 'Light Prayer' - I remember you don't have a similar ability?"

"No," Ellie said without hesitation, "but I can let the believers stay where there is light."

“…Forget it.” Klein gave up arguing with her. “If you call yourself this, do you have to change your name to a more honorific one?”

"I think the name of the true god should be changed..." Alice muttered, "I want a goddess-like one, the one that lasts longer than eternity... It sounds so powerful."

“…I won’t help you write it this time,” Klein reminded him, “I still can’t accept the Goddess of Light…”

"I'll do it myself!" Alice was very excited. "At worst, I can let the believers think about it... No, I'll think about it myself first. I really think the Goddess of Light is pretty good..."

"Then how do you explain why the Goddess of Light doesn't shine?" Klein reminded him, "There's no way around this, right?"

"There will be a way," said Alice confidently. "I'm sure I can think of a way—just write a story in the Bible."

Klein no longer commented on this. He started to promote his fully automatic wishing machine. This scene was very boring. Although some people's wishes might be interesting, the waiting time was too long. Secondly, most people's wishes were just that. After all, typical cases were a minority.

Alice stayed with Klein for a few days. It was not until the next Tarot Club meeting was about to begin that Klein asked her:
"Would you like to show up at the Tarot Club? I think they'd like to see you."

"Are you sure?" Alice asked self-awarely.

Klein smiled and shook his head. “The Tarot Club without you is sometimes a little too quiet.”

“Forget it,” Alice refused. “I always feel that it would be a bit strange for a true God to be a participant, but if I were to be the host… I mean, if I were to sit side by side with you, I would have some bad associations.”

"What?" Klein was stunned. "If you mean the gossip, I think this is normal. After all, it's not the first time..."

“Oh no,” Alice denied Klein’s words, “What if it’s incest? Father and daughter… uh, mother and daughter rice bowl or something like that?”

“Mother and daughter…” Klein opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue something. “I’m not… No, we are not related by blood at all—you and I both know that it’s just a formality!”

Alice didn't say anything. After a few seconds of silence, she said in a slightly strange tone:
“Mr. Fool, if you focus on the fact that we are not related by blood, it will make the topic weird… I have a feeling that you hope the rumor will come true…”

Klein took a breath, and half-unable to hold back and half-foreshadowing, he spoke: "Compared to you, I would rather be Amon."

"?" Alice stopped talking.

Klein thought for a moment, then suggested to Alice, "Although it does feel strange to sit at the head table together... do you want to host the Tarot Club?"

"What do you mean?" Alice asked in confusion.

"I don't have to attend. Or rather, The Fool doesn't have to attend," Klein chuckled. "While you were away, I studied Sefirah Castle carefully. Do you want some authority?"

"What kind of permissions?" Alice asked.

"A lot," Klein smiled. "I can come and go freely, summon others, use extraordinary abilities, and even use part of the power of Sefirah Castle..."

“…Mr. Fool,” Alice interrupted him with mixed feelings, “For the last one, you trust me a little too much—that’s the Essence, Mr. Fool! Aren’t you afraid that I might do something? What if I snatch it away?”

Klein seemed to be stuck. He hesitated and said:

"No, I don't plan to give you real permissions. Just some simple ones, such as projection, answering prayers... I only plan to let you try these basic functions..."

“…Isn’t that enough?” Alice hesitated.

"I think that my invitation to you to enter Sefirah Castle after you were promoted to a True God is defenseless enough..." Klein reminded him tactfully, "Obviously I wouldn't invite the goddess like this, and I wouldn't ask her if she wanted to host a Tarot Club - let alone that I can still host a Tarot Club now, even if I did for some reason..."

"...Shut up," Alice interrupted him, "There's no such thing."

Klein obediently stopped talking about this matter and just asked, "Well, do you want to give it a try?"

Alice finally agreed to the proposal, and Klein immediately asked curiously:

"I remember you said that the Essence corresponds to the Sequence Pathway. Could it be that we can accommodate Essence that does not correspond to this Pathway?"

"You can write this question down," Alice suggested, "and ask Adam about Amon's situation when you go to ask him about it."

Klein knew that Alice would not get an answer here, so he did not continue, but only brought up the issue of the authority of "Source Castle" again.

After Klein's explanation, Alice finally understood that the so-called granting of authority was not exactly what she thought. In essence, Klein had not yet given her the authority. It was just that after he was promoted to an angel, Klein left some spirit worms on the "Source Castle" to automatically respond to prayers. Alice was alerted by this. After all, angels were fully capable of receiving prayers, and they were not as severely restricted to certain areas as saints. However, the honorific title of the Fool did not refer to Klein, but to the "Source Castle".

Klein simply pointed out to Alice the origin of his honorable name. Firstly, it answered Alice's doubts, and secondly, it pointed out his own dilemma. If he wanted the honorable name to refer to himself, it meant that he had to expose the lie of the "Fool".

“Not to mention how socially disastrous this would be…” Klein sighed, “The scope of this news will definitely be limited. After all, you have read the Holy Book of the Seven Gods…”

"I haven't read it," Alice interrupted him. "I haven't even finished reading the Goddess."

“…In short,” Klein pretended not to hear, “All holy books will brag about the origins of the gods at the beginning. The more ancient and greater the better, and basically they are all related to the original creator…If there will be problems like this, then none of the Seven Gods will be unaware of it, right?”

“Perhaps those who have noticed it are no longer able to speak up?” Alice laughed meaningfully.

Klein shuddered and said nervously, "Don't scare me!"

Alice sighed and stopped trying to persuade him. She just whispered:

"Well... Actually, if you tell the truth, no one will believe you, right? An ordinary person pretends to be a god and actually becomes a god... Tsk, forget about writing it into a novel, but if there really is such a church, this god doesn't sound serious, right?

"However, this novel is indeed worth spreading. Book fans can probably be considered your believers... If you have this plan, remember not to use the real-name system."

“…Okay.” Klein agreed.

They didn't talk any more. Klein arrived at Sefirah Castle. After being promoted to an angel, he no longer needed to rely on the prayers of Tarot Club members or the four-step reverse ritual to enter Sefirah Castle. However, he still couldn't bring his body up there.

Along with the crimson light, Alice sat back on the familiar chair. She tried to stretch her limbs, and then she realized something was wrong.

Not to mention the bronze table that seemed to be above her head, Alice spoke in a hesitant tone:

"Klein...?"

The voice was childish and clear, and it was impossible to tell the gender.

Only then did she suddenly remember her current situation and continued:
"I remember now... the image above you is actually based on the image of a spirit, right?"

“Right…” Klein also realized something. He stood up from his seat and walked closer to Alice’s chair. His tone became strange, “What are you doing…?”

"I haven't decided on my appearance or gender yet..." Alice stammered, "To be honest, I've only decided that I'm a human being... So, what you see is a silvery unknown object that can only be identified as a human baby..."

“…Can you decide now?” Klein asked sincerely.

"It's a bit difficult," Alice answered with equal sincerity, "You know, I have difficulty making choices."

After a few seconds of silence, Klein bent down and picked up Alice. He walked to the high-back chair that belonged to The Fool and transformed it into a baby carriage that was obviously taller than the bronze table. He then placed a ball of silver Alice inside.

"Then ask them later," Klein said calmly, "Ask them what suggestions they have."

After a pause, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What if you haven't even decided on the species?"

"It will be a silver ball of light," Ellie answered without hesitation, "You want to see it... Oh, you can't see it now. Once you have made a decision, you can't withdraw it."

"Then I'm a little curious," Klein straightened up and said thoughtfully, "What if you gave birth prematurely without making a decision..."

"Then I shall look just as I did before," answered Alice. "Well, what shall I do? Send the little Sun up here? Well, if you are here, you are no different from the other Spirit-worms that are left behind. Why don't you come yourself?"

“That’s true, but I thought…” Klein walked towards the seat of The World and said slowly, “I thought you would prefer to do it yourself, rather than being placed on a chair as a puppet?”

Alice shook her head and replied, “I’m not a puppet, Mr. Fool… If you say that again, be careful that I might say something wrong in your Tarot Club, okay?”

Klein gave in. While notifying "Sun" Derrick to prepare for the party, he echoed Alice:
"Indeed, after all, only the secret puppet sitting here can be called a puppet."

Alice paused for a moment, then fell strangely silent. Klein also stopped talking and just sat quietly in the seat of The World.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Klein coughed lightly to remind Alice, and then pulled the others up. Everyone looked around habitually, and then noticed the baby carriage at the head of the long bronze table, and the ball of silver light lying on the baby carriage.

The blurry silver mass could only barely make out the shape of a human baby. After a brief pause, Audrey, the Justice, stood up and greeted him as usual:
"Good afternoon, Miss Destiny~"

"Hey," Alice responded, "Good afternoon, Miss Justice~"

The young and clear voice was not the one Audrey was familiar with, but she still confirmed from the tone that she had recognized the right person. Just as she was about to continue greeting, she heard the voice add another sentence:
"But I still prefer you to call me the Goddess of Light."

"...Goddess of Light?" Audrey was a little confused.

"Dispel the fog, light up the future, dispel bad luck, bring luck..." Alice repeated what she said to Klein. "Isn't it reasonable for me to be called the Goddess of Light?"

"......?" Audrey was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously thought about what Alice said. She wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

She was not the only one who was stunned. Alger, the Hanged Man, lowered his head calmly and sighed in his heart: As expected of you, Miss Destiny... Mr. Fool asked Him to sit here, could it be that he hopes we can persuade Him to change his mind... ?
——He was still thinking about the reason why someone was replaced in the main seat.

The Hermit Cattleya didn’t say anything. She suddenly remembered the light she had seen at that time, the light that stung her eyes. It seemed...it was not wrong to call her the Goddess of Light?
"Sun" Derrick lowered his head in confusion. He was the most confused one among all the people because he came from a path that was most qualified to call himself "light". (End of this chapter)