Mystery: Lucky One

“…I’ve heard of it.” Klein responded.

It is impossible that he has not heard this too classic saying, but when a true God of the "destiny" path stated that this was his own point of view, some things became subtle.

“So…” Klein organized his words with a hint of curiosity, “Neither blind obedience nor blind denial are the right attitudes?”

"That's not what I meant," Alice denied. "But if you believe in right eye twitching, your right eye might really bring disaster upon you - I can see your expression, so don't show your doubts so obviously!"

“Okay,” Klein restrained his expression a little, “But this sounds really… well, I found it.”

Klein stopped turning the pages, looked at the words above, and recited: "The recurring wheel of fate; the witness of the fate of all living beings; the glow that penetrates the fog... Are you sure this can really point to you?"

"I wouldn't joke about my own name," Alice said firmly.

Klein didn't say anything. He thought of the word "Goddess of Light" and felt a sense of absurdity that made him speechless.

He closed the book in his hand, and then confirmed: "There is no holy emblem, which means that this cannot be considered a complete version?"

"Because I'm pinching my face..." Alice muttered to him, "Besides, you might as well pay attention to Zaratul..."

"I've been waiting for Him for half a year," Klein shook his head, a hint of smile flashing across his face. "This even makes me wonder if He has changed his mind and doesn't intend to compete with me."

"If He changes His mind, He should have to wait even longer..." Alice reminded him quietly, "He should stay in hiding until He finds someone willing to shelter Him. After all, if I were Him, I would naturally not believe in your kindness."

"Maybe they can't find it?" Klein asked jokingly, "Or maybe they have found it, but can't offer a suitable price?"

“You really think highly of yourself,” Alice said to him sarcastically, “But if He is really looking for someone willing to protect Him…”

She paused for a moment, and her tone suddenly rose: "Klein, what do you think of me?"

Klein was stunned by these words. He tried to stop them, “…Don’t mess around!”

It's no wonder he was so frightened. He was really worried. Alice, who had just gone there to help out, suddenly became serious for some inexplicable reason and had a fight with him.

Although Klein believed that Alice would not let anything happen to him even in this situation, he did not like this extra trouble and unknown variables.

Moreover, if the target was Alice, Klein would have an additional worry - could there be some other meaning in the choice of fate?
He didn't completely believe it. At least, when fate brought the guillotine in front of him, he would not accept the death penalty. But facing this mysterious power, he was bound to feel awe.

Fortunately, he finally came to live with Alice. He heard Alice respond in a dissatisfied tone:

"Okay, if you don't want to go, then don't go... I'm going to continue pinching my face. Call me if you need anything."

Having said this, her voice disappeared.

After routinely shouting twice, Klein shifted his attention to Utopia. He first checked the spirit lines of all the puppets. This has been almost his daily work for the past six months. After all, when facing the same "Mysterious Servant", the first thing to be careful about is that your puppet may become someone else's.

After completing this routine work, Klein frowned and pondered again.

Since it was a hunt, he would not just sit there and wait. He had done some preliminary preparations over the past six months. In addition to using the entire Secret Doll Town to perfect the ritual while digesting the "Mysterious Servant" potion and accumulating wishes in advance, the most important thing was naturally to think about the plans that Zaratul might adopt, and then make preparations in advance.

Although he was only Sequence 2, Klein was able to utilize the extraordinary abilities of the other two adjacent pathways and reach the level of the Angel King with the help of the Source Castle. He believed that he and Zaratul were evenly matched. In a sense, he might even have a slight advantage.

Therefore, the competition between him and Zaratul was mainly about their respective preparations.

……

Alice finally couldn't help herself and contacted Verdu.

As a demigod who studies the mysticism and travels around in search of the three paths of "fortune teller", "apprentice" and "thief", Verdu Abraham has lived a life that can be described as... extremely peaceful in the past six months.

It was indeed calm, because he simply could not find a demigod who could access these three paths. As for the other methods, they were obviously beyond the reach of his level.

Since Verdu chose to go to Bayam after leaving Abraham, a place now full of foolish fanatics, he even thought about converting.

This was a dangerous idea for Verdu, and it alerted him. He considered leaving Bayam, but the mystical knowledge circulating near the Rossde Islands was richer than he expected, and most of it was not mastered by the Abraham family, so he had left long ago.

Alice learned about Verdu's experiences during this period. While she found it funny, she couldn't help but think of giving him a chance to bring back his ancestors.

However, the result might not be what he expected... After all, bringing back extraordinary characteristics is still bringing them back.

Alice temporarily withdrew her attention from Verdu and confirmed that Klein was in good condition before continuing to pay attention to Verdu.

She did not plan to take the initiative. Although it was only a matter of time before Mr. Door's extraordinary characteristics were brought back to Earth, the pollution of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" was not easy to deal with. Alice knew her own limitations and had no plans to act on her own. She just planned to fool Verdu first.

If they really want to take action, they have to wait until the gate of the "God-Forsaken Land" is reopened and Klein is promoted to "The Fool".

Moreover, if he is left running around, who knows, he might hook up with someone or something weird, and if he is not careful, he might be tricked into becoming a believer of that person, and it would be fun if he really brings Mr. Door back...

Alice was looking for excuses while quietly waiting for the night to fall.

——She plans to send a dream.

Before doing so, Alice also took a look at the "magician" Fors. This lady was also within her scope of attention. After all, after the Abrahams' ceremony, she should have become the object of Mr. "Gate"'s greatest attention. Mr. "Gate"'s hope for return was on Fors. With that crazy personality, he would definitely seduce Fors with all his heart!
Even though Klein had warned her in the voice of the "world", Alice still checked on the fate of this young lady from time to time, but...

"She has absolutely no desire for promotion..." Alice withdrew her gaze, "It seems that anyone who tries to seduce her will be in big trouble..."

Alice sympathized with the "Fallen Mother Goddess" for 0 seconds, and then refocused her attention on Verdu until he fell asleep smoothly.

……

Verdu Abraham sat up from the bed, holding his chest. His face was filled with a mixture of emotions including fear, joy and worry. His breathing was rapid and he couldn't stop for a long time.

——This starts with his dream.

He dreamed that after dinner he turned into Enmat Street.

This was a street in Bayam, near the Red Theater. Verdu dreamed that he walked into the Mapel Grocery Store on this street, bought a bunch of miscellaneous daily necessities, and then returned to the hotel where he had been staying for a long time.

Up to this point, this is still a normal dream.

But when Verdu returned to the hotel and was packing up the sundries he had purchased, he found a ring box.

Strange, this is not what I bought... Did the boss accidentally sneak it in? Let's see what it is and send it back later...

Verdu frowned and opened the ring box. Inside was a milky white dice with six blood-red dots on it, which made Verdu frown even more tightly.

The dice were the perfect size to fit in the ring box, but why would anyone use a ring box to hold dice? Could it be something very important?
Thinking of this possibility, Verdu hurriedly tried to put the dice away to prevent it from being damaged, but his hand shook and the dice rolled to the ground. After a few flips, it stopped on the ground, and the upward side had turned into a dent.

Seeing the dice stop, Verdu breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly stepped forward to pick up the dice, but he, who had been stuck at Sequence 7 for many years, stumbled and fell to his knees.

There was a sharp pain in his knee, but it was nothing compared to the faint laughter in the air, which sounded like the devil's whisper and made Verdu's scalp numb.

It was no secret that Bayam was extraordinary, and Verdu, who had the mystical knowledge of an entire angel family as his support, immediately thought of those strange high-level seals!
He froze in place, the chuckle seemed to be just his hallucination. After waiting for several minutes, there was no movement. Verdu pondered for a few seconds, gritted his teeth, grabbed the ring box in his hand, and slammed it towards the dice.

The dice didn't care. It rolled to the side naturally a few times, and the number on the dice turned into four again.

Verdu took the ring box and pushed it over again. In his violent move, the dice rolled to the side again, and the lid of the ring box was suddenly separated from the box.

"Oh," this time, Verdu finally heard the voice, "this is none of my business...it's really your own bad luck."

The gender of the voice could not be identified, and the tone sounded childish and clear, like the voice of a baby. However, Verdu did not dare to underestimate the owner of the voice. He stood still and tried to recall the mystic knowledge he had learned.

"Don't think about it," the voice lazily called him, "Oh, forget it, I won't tease you anymore..."

As he said this, Verdu felt a flash before his eyes, and then the surroundings turned into endless white mist.

Verdu was startled. He looked around subconsciously, and the voice sounded again:
"If you want to find me, I'm at your feet~"

Verdu subconsciously lowered his head. The ground under his feet was dark blue. Only a small area was visible, and the rest was covered by white mist.

As if sensing his thoughts, the mist suddenly dispersed, revealing the full view of the ground. It was a huge dark blue roulette wheel covered with runes he couldn't understand. At the outermost edge, a giant silver-white snake was climbing on the roulette wheel with a leisurely posture, as if it would roll on it at any time.

After he saw everything clearly, he felt dizzy and felt severe pain all over his body. He realized something at once and suddenly closed his eyes, but it was too late. Pieces of skin fell and peeled off his body like the approaching footsteps of death.

"Ouch~" the voice sounded again, "I didn't mean to do this... Did you want to see me?"

Verdu heard a joke in the voice. He believed it was true. The owner of the voice definitely had no ill intentions towards him, because this person was at least a demigod!
A feeling of powerlessness arose, and Verdu suddenly regretted that he did not believe in the Fool, but came out to save the ancestors. When he thought about it, the pain in his body suddenly eased and disappeared in an instant. The voice asked with some doubt:
"Eh? You're not that determined? I thought you were willing to give everything to save your ancestors..."

"......?" Verdu suddenly realized something. He opened his eyes suddenly and the surroundings turned into a vast white mist again.

In the mist, silver light was flowing, gathering into the silhouette of a young girl. Verdu couldn't see her specific face, he only saw her approaching him, tilting her head and asking:
"Hmm, maybe you would prefer to communicate with human figures? Well, I mean...

"If you really want to save your ancestors, when you return to the real world, pray to me - maybe I can help you?
"My honorific name is...wait, isn't the honorific name enough? Well, you may have heard of me. Those foolish missionaries would mention a lady named Fate - that's me."

Is it her? No, it is Him!
Verdu's eyes suddenly brightened. He immediately realized the identity of this person. He matched that weird and bad character with the rumors, and the fear in his heart dissipated a lot.

At least it’s not some unknown evil god, but Mr. Fool’s…of…

When Verdu was searching for a suitable word to describe the relationship between Him and the Fool, the dream was shattered.

After calming down his breathing, Verdu began to recall his experiences in the dream and began to think.

He had heard of the name of the Lady of Destiny, both from missionaries and from certain rumors. The missionary giants called Him the Son of God of the Fool, but it was said that this was not written in the holy scriptures. Of course, this was not because the Fool did not admit it. According to the giants, this was because the Fool felt that He and the Lady of Destiny were equal.

Knowing the existence of the Way to God, Verdu Abraham was not too surprised by this explanation. He was sure that this was a being who was about to become or had already become a god.

...most likely it has already happened.

Thinking of the large-scale anomaly before, Verdu's heart moved, and then he thought about the reason why he was found. (End of this chapter)