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Chapter 44 Miracles and Meteorites

Alice's description of Mr. "Door" was not exaggerated at all - of course, this was based on the premise that Emperor Roselle's description of Mr. "Door" was not exaggerated at all.

But because of Alice's choice of words, Cattleya became wary of Mr. Door before Alice opened her mouth. When she heard Alice's words of pure praise, Cattleya gradually frowned.

She preconceived the idea of ​​the deeper meaning of this passage, but it didn't seem to have much meaning and was more of a statement of fact.

But since Miss Fate said so, there must be something wrong with Mr. Door... Well, what exactly is it?

The truth... Friendly... Angel King... That's right!

The Hermit Cattleya suddenly realized that the Angel King described by Alice seemed a little too friendly - look, what a kind person this is, who will answer any question you ask, and it's enough for you to just chat with Him.

He didn't even ask the other party to bring the stolen goods back to the real world, he just hoped that someone would do so, but if it couldn't be done, He wouldn't force it... He really wouldn't force it?

Cattleya was thoughtful. She thought she had grasped the key point, but she kept silent and continued to look at Alice.

Alice slowly introduced Mr. "Door" in Roselle's diary, then leaned back in her chair and smiled as she repeated what she had said to Klein:

"You know? The last angel king I met who was so friendly was named Amon."

The Hermit Cattleya shuddered.

The "magician" Fors also trembled because of this sentence. After listening to Alice's introduction, her resentment towards Mr. "Door" had faded a lot - she had a rich imagination and imagined Mr. "Door" who was trapped alone.

At a certain moment, Fors felt that Mr. Door was quite pitiful. After all, being able to force an Angel King to be so good-tempered showed how terrible loneliness was.

If Man Yue's mumbling is really Mr. Men's cry for help, then as long as Mr. Men is rescued, it will not only help Mr. Men, but also allow her to get rid of Man Yue's mumbling. Why not do it?

After a brief moment of panic, Cattleya quickly came to her senses.

She had heard Alice's description of Amon and knew the name of this fraud incarnate, so Cattleya instinctively associated Mr. Door's behavior with fraud.

If Mr. Door's goal was to escape, and if saving Him was not entirely voluntary...

...This doesn't seem to be worthy of Miss Fate's reminder?

"Hermit" Cattleya frowned, she looked at Alice and asked:

"But, Miss Fate, even if Mr. 'Gate' offers to impart knowledge as a reward, it is not too much to ask others to rescue him, right?"

Even though they do not worship knowledge as much as the extraordinary people of the "Reader" path, the extraordinary people of the "Mystery Peeper" path also accept the idea that "knowledge is power" well, and they are no strangers to paying for knowledge.

If things were as she guessed, then, if one had to point out what Mr. Door did wrong, it was probably that he did not state his request openly, but instead plotted behind the scenes.

unless...

Before a certain thought came to her mind, Alice sneered and asked her:

"What if the Mr. 'Door' who is talking to you is not the real Mr. 'Door' at all?

"What if the call for help was not Mr. Door's own will?"

Cattleya was stunned on the spot.

The Magician Fors was so surprised that he immediately asked,

"Why do you say that?"

"Because," Alice turned her head and looked at the "Magician" Fors, "I just saw the source of the power that trapped Mr. Door."

The people present were slightly stunned. Alice didn't wait for them to react, she retreated into her chair and continued:

"That person's power is at its strongest during the full moon and blood moon.

"In that case, how can Mr. Door call for help only during this time?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. After a long moment, Audrey, the Justice, asked cautiously,

"Who are you talking about?"

She didn't get to finish her question because Alice put her index finger to her lips and made a 'hush' sign.

Audrey subconsciously closed her mouth, and she became nervous unconsciously.

Alice looked around and asked them, "Have you ever looked up at the starry sky above your heads?"

The members of the Tarot Club looked at each other again. They exchanged glances, and the last one to speak was Cattleya, the "Hermit" who had the most say in knowledge:

"If you mean ordinary appreciation of the night sky, I have had it. If you mean studying the stars in the sky...

"Never."

"Yeah," Alice spread her hands, "never."

This attitude says it all. Alger pondered and asked:

"Miss Destiny, is there something wrong with the starry sky above us?"

Alice leaned back in her chair, looked up at the dome, and said in a brisk tone:

"Before the angels, don't look up at the stars.

"Otherwise, the stars will see you too~"

It's a very childish statement, but when similar words come out of Miss Ming's mouth, there is always a creepy taste.

They subconsciously pondered the core of this sentence. After Alger pondered hard, he found something from his memory that might be related to it.

"Watch".

Those stars might be alive!

This realization made their hair stand on end. Unfortunately, they were just spirits above the gray fog and could not break out in a real cold sweat. Alger cautiously stopped thinking. As an experienced Beyonder, he understood that "understanding" was also part of "seeing."

The Hermit Cattleya and Klein also suppressed their thoughts. However, Klein's reasoning was not entirely due to his experience, but more because of Alice's warning. This made him understand the source of the whole thing almost instantly.

He quickly stopped his thoughts and looked around. He found that not everyone had realized this in time, so he thought for a moment and controlled the "world" to speak:

"Don't explore.

"Such knowledge, even if it is just knowledge, can be dangerous."

Everyone gathered their thoughts in time because of this reminder, and they also knew that it was at this time that "Sun" Derrick asked them:

"What does the starry sky look like?

" "I don't think I've ever seen it…it's not even in the textbooks."

"Can you tell me about it?"

The originally silent fear was tinged with an inexplicable sadness. Suddenly, no one could speak. Even Audrey, the "justice" who was best at comforting people, had to choose her words carefully.

Alice laughed out loud at this time. This laugh was not appropriate, but it did break the deadlock. Everyone looked at her. Alice turned her head without any embarrassment and smiled at "Sun" Derrick:

"You know what, little 'sun'?

" "I live in an age when people associate the stars with miracles.

"They like to claim that miracles happen when stars fall to the ground.

"But in reality, when stars fall to the ground... they just become meteorites.

"Oh yeah, do you know what a meteorite is?"

Derrick shook his head honestly.

The other members of the Tarot Club swallowed and dared not speak.

Alice had no intention of letting them go. She smiled and said to the others,

"Well, I'm not good at this... Can anyone explain it to him?"

After an awkward silence, they all turned their eyes to Alger, the "Hanged Man" who taught "Sun" Derrick the most, and used their eyes to force him to stand up.

So the "Hanged Man" Alger was forced to step forward and explain the dangers of meteorites to the innocent Derrick. Derrick nodded from time to time as he spoke.

After they finished talking about all this, Klein looked around and confirmed that no one had started a new topic. Then he said,

"Let's stop here."

Hearing his words, Audrey, the Justice, immediately stood up and saluted, lifting her skirt:

"Your will is our will."

The others followed one after another, and Alice sat motionless, watching the others disappear.

After everyone disappeared, Klein waved his hand to signal Alice to move closer to him, and handed over the diary page and said:

"I suspect that Emperor Roselle may have jumped to a non-adjacent path in his later years!"

"?" Alice slowed down halfway through her walk and her eyes widened.

Unable to verbally explain why he came to this conclusion, Klein motioned for Alice to come over and look at the diary first. So Alice obediently walked over and picked up the diary to read it.

This page of the diary was indeed carefully selected by Bernadette. It contained a huge amount of information. After Alice read the method of resurrecting the "Black Emperor" and the story of the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor's cross-path to become a god, she finally understood the logic of Klein's reasoning.

"As long as you're alive, there's still room for recovery even if you've gone completely crazy..." Alice repeated this sentence in a low voice and fell into deep thought as she read the next paragraph.

Relying on instinct to mate with various creatures to eliminate extraordinary characteristics...?

"The Great Emperor..." Alice raised her head with a strange expression, "He should not have relied on instinct to mate with various creatures crazily in his later years, right...? Those... Those are his diaries when he was young, right?"

"?" Klein looked at Alice, who had obviously skipped a few steps, and his face gradually became confused. "I don't think so... There is no rumor in history that the emperor had a promiscuous private life in his later years. It was mainly in his early years..."

Alice breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and patted Klein on the shoulder, and said to him seriously:

"I also don't want to hear people talk about Mr. Fool or Mr. Fool's followers having promiscuous private lives."

"?" Klein began to glare at her.

Alice thought for a moment and added,

"However, now that you are here, it would be best to conceal the fact that you are pregnant when you become my 'mother'.

"Otherwise, rumors might spread that Mr. Fool's followers are pregnant before marriage…"

"We can make this rumor a little more exciting." Klein sneered and said expressionlessly.

Alice looked at Klein doubtfully and asked curiously, "More exciting?"

Klein still replied expressionlessly,

"I can imitate the Virgin Mary's virgin pregnancy - in the Church of Fools, we can have a legend of a man getting pregnant."

"..." Alice lowered her head and thought seriously, "Holy Father Mary? No, it may not be called that at that time... However, as a myth, a man's pregnancy is indeed more shocking than a virgin's pregnancy..."

Yeah, of course, after all, the Virgin Mary is really a woman... Damn it, why is she actually seriously considering this possibility?!

Klein glared at her with gritted teeth and couldn't help but say, "There's no way I'm going to let something like this actually happen!"

"Okay." Alice nodded perfunctorily.

Before Mr. Fool got angry again, Alice raised her head and asked Mr. Fool another question that she was very concerned about:

"Do you think it is likely that Emperor Roselle intentionally jumped a path to become a god, and then eliminated the redundant characteristics through death?"

"Very big," Klein said without hesitation, "You still remember the Black Emperor's deification ceremony, right? Judging from his decrees in his later years, he was likely promoted to the Black Emperor..."

"I'm not good at history," Alice interrupted calmly.

This left Klein speechless. Alice didn't wait for him to speak again before asking the second question:

"In that case, you say...

"He's been buried in the coffin for so long, is there a good chance of his resurrection?"

"...You want to resurrect him?" Klein asked hesitantly.

Alice glanced at Klein and shook her head,

"No.

"I'm afraid he'll crawl out and try the Faceless Man.

"You look more like a heroine after all."

"…?" Klein sat up straight. "What about you? Also, why do I look like the heroine?"

"I am your golden finger," Alice calmly and clearly found her position, "You are the heroine who has worked hard all her life and finally married the hero with all her achievements and the golden finger as a dowry."

"?" Klein slapped her on the head.

Alice screamed, realizing that Klein really didn't like this script. She gave up provoking the great Mr. Fool and made a new request:

"Don't hit me, I won't say anything!

" "Um...how do you summon a messenger?"

"Have you tried it?" Klein asked subconsciously.

"No," Alice shook her head. "I just remembered that."

Klein choked. He tried to recall how long ago he had given the contract to Alice, and then he felt choked even more.

"How did you do it..." He hesitated to speak, "Forget it, I'll sort out the spells and results I used in the summoning letter and send them to you later, why don't you try it?"

Alice nodded and agreed to the proposal. (End of this chapter)

45 The Messenger

Soon after returning to the real world, Alice got a copy of what happened when Mr. Fool summoned the messenger.

Klein tried several descriptions. For example, in the first one, he probably wanted to deliver the letter faster, so he summoned an "incredibly fast person."

According to Crane, he didn't even get a clear look at what the first messenger looked like.

Not only is it beyond imagination, it's also beyond vision.

The second summoning phrase was "a weak entity that is easily ignored." Klein told Alice that this summoning phrase was useless because he did not summon anything.

Alice put her hand on her chin thoughtfully. After a moment's silence, she asked, "Adam, can you be a messenger for me?"

No one answered her.

Alice shook her head regretfully and gave up this bold idea, but another bold idea popped up in her mind.

In fact, the secret presence is also...

Alice swallowed and put this bold idea back.

Too bold.

The third summoning phrase was "Extreme Being with Extreme Survival Ability", and the result was a safe made of bones. The disadvantage was that it was too slow, moving only one centimeter in ten minutes...

Alice shook her head and began to watch Klein's fourth attempt.

"A unique existence that is willing to be my messenger..." Alice murmured and repeated the summoning words that were finally adopted by Klein.

The advantages and disadvantages of this summoning word are obviously very obvious. The advantage is that the range of choices is larger and wider, and the disadvantage is that it depends a lot on luck. For example, Klein summoned an angel.

If Renette Tinicole had malicious intentions at the time, Klein would obviously be unable to do anything. With just one encounter, Renette would be able to kill him.

Alice took a look at the contract book she had already found, thought about it, and decided to use this summoning word.

After all, this summoning word really depends on luck, and Alice actually wants to see what kind of messenger her luck will bring her.

After preparing the herbs and essential oils and lighting the candles, Alice stepped back and chanted the spell provided by Klein in ancient Hermetic language:

"I!

"I call upon

the spirits that wander in the void, the friendly creatures that can be used, the unique beings that are willing to be my messengers."

Whoosh!

Inside the spiritual wall, a sudden and violent wind sounded, and Alice's hood naturally slipped off in the wind, revealing her golden hair that was originally covered.

The candle flame flickered and expanded to the size of a human head. The pale color had a cold feeling, making Alice unsure whether it was hot or cold.

A translucent head slowly emerged as if breaking through a thin film, with smooth light blonde hair, blood-red eyes, and a bright and majestic appearance.

Alice recognized this face. It was Renette Tinicole, Klein's messenger.

…?

Alice stood there in surprise, watching Him pass through the flames and come to the real world. She blinked blankly and suddenly remembered what Klein had mentioned about Him providing a gold coin every time He sent a letter.

Is He short of money?

Alice blinked, and instantly imagined the image of an angel who had to work as a messenger for money. She looked at Renette Tinicole with sympathy and pity.

After all, she was short of money too.

Alice remembered that Renette Tinicole had proposed to become her messenger before. She remembered that she had doubted Renette's intentions at that time, and immediately apologized to Him sincerely:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so short of money. I didn't mean to doubt you."

After a pause, she recalled how she had asked Renette Tinicole why there was no head on her neck, which had made her angry and she left.

... Could it be that he was saving money to treat his neck?

That would be too much... How could I poke someone's wound like this!

Alice felt even more guilty. She had already apologized, so she added a second sentence:

"I'm really sorry. I mocked you for having no head on your neck before... I really went too far!

"Although, although I didn't mean any harm at the time, I'm still very sorry..."

Renette Tinicole stood there, holding four heads in her hands, all with the same bewildered look on their faces.

Alice took His silence as meaning that He was still angry. She gritted her teeth and expressed her apology sincerely again:

"I'm really sorry!

" "I, I shouldn't have been so sarcastic to you. I didn't know you were working so hard to treat the wound on your neck... Oh, by the way, have you found a suitable doctor?

"No, you must have found it. If you hadn't, you wouldn't be busy saving money... Um, is the doctor's price very high? Is there any room for negotiation?"

"..." Renette Tinicole still didn't seem to understand what she said.

But if the silence continued, it seemed that the topic would go off in an unknown direction. Finally, the four heads in Reinette's hands spoke one after another:

"You..." "What on earth..." "What are you..." "Say..." "What?"

Alas, He probably doesn't want to admit it because of his pride... Alice generously decided to forgive Reinette, and she sincerely advised:

"Don't worry that I will look down on you because of this. I don't have much money, it doesn't matter!"

After thinking for several seconds, Reinette tried to continue the sentence:

"I…" "Okay…" "Don't…" "Money."

"How can that be possible!" Alice said quickly, "You are so poor that you have to work as a messenger. How can I do this to you?"

She paused, then added,

"Even if I ask the recipient to pay me like Klein did, I won't skimp on your errand fee!"

This time, the messenger seemed to have finally grasped the key point in Alice's words. She asked doubtfully:

"You..." "Why..." "Would you..." "Think..." "I..." "Short of money?"

"It's okay, I know everything," Alice looked at Reinette with eyes full of understanding and tolerance, "You don't have to hide it from me. It's not shameful to work and earn money to treat your injuries. However, for an angel like you, only one gold coin for delivering letters, isn't that a little too little?"

Renette Tinicole finally understood Alice's idea. Although she didn't understand how this idea came about, it was obvious that her top priority was to explain it clearly.

His eight red eyes stared at Alice without blinking, making her scalp numb. She couldn't help but ask,

"What, what's wrong?

Why are you looking at me?"

Renette Tinicole did not answer this question. She stared at Alice for a few seconds, then dived into the fire she came from, leaving Alice alone.

…

160 Böklund Street, in a brightly lit study.

There are rows of bookshelves here and a large collection of books. At first glance, it feels like you have entered a private library.

Crane was sitting in a high-backed chair, reading the letter Sharon had sent him.

This was actually a letter sent to him this morning. Unfortunately, he had been overwhelmed with numerous classes recently, and only now, when his "nap" was over and his teachers were enjoying their afternoon tea, did he have time to check the letter.

"Ah…" Thinking of the philosophy class he was going to take soon, Klein couldn't help but sigh heavily.

He fiddled with the letter and was about to turn his attention back when the atmosphere in the room suddenly became cold. She looked up as if she had sensed something and saw Renette Tinicole, with four blonde and red-eyed heads, appear in the study.

He looked at Renette Tinicole blankly. He thought someone had a letter for him, but when he looked carefully, he found that none of the four heads had a mouth holding an envelope or anything else.

Under Klein's confused gaze, the four heads spoke one after another:

"You…" "are…" "how…" "with…" "your…" "daughter…" "introduced…" "me…" "?"

My daughter? Who?

Klein was stunned for a moment. He stood there thinking for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Alice?"

Renette Tinicole replied:

"Yes…" "That's it…" "She…" "You…" "Are…" "How…" "And…" "She…" "Introduced…" "Me…" "?"

Klein was extremely confused. He realized that Alice might have gotten into trouble behind his back again, so he first distanced himself from her and said,

"She is not my daughter!"

After a pause, he answered Reinette's question while recalling:

"You are my messenger. You need to provide a gold coin every time you deliver a letter... Is there any problem?"

Renette Tinicole calmly began to recount what she had just experienced:

"She…" "Thought…" "I…" "When…" "The messenger…" "It was…" "In order to…" "To earn…" "Medical expenses."

"Huh?" Klein sat up straight with a blank look in his eyes. "Wait, what's going on?"

From Klein's reaction, Renette Tinicole realized that not being able to understand Alice's words was not her problem. She calmed down a lot and continued to explain:

"She..." "thought..." "I..." "was..." "giving..." "many..." "people..." "as..." "messenger..." "through..." "this..." "way..." "earn..." "medical expenses..." "treatment..." "I..." "neck..." "on..." "the..." "incision."

The four heads relayed this long string of content. Klein listened in confusion, but he finally understood what was going on.

Actually, it does make sense... Klein glanced at Renette Tinicole, but he didn't dare to say this out loud. Instead, he cooperated and asked with a shocked expression:

"Why would she think that?"

Renette Tinicole responded:

"I…" "No…" "I know…" "You…" "Really…" "Should…" "Take the time…" "Well…" "Teach…" "You…" "Daughter."

Klein paused, then emphasized again,

"She is not my daughter!"

Renette Tinicole seemed not to have heard the last sentence, or rather, it seemed that she had come to complain. After telling about her own experience, she disappeared into the air again.

Klein was the only one left in the study again. He pinched his brows with a headache, thought for a moment, and continued reading Sharon's letter.

…

After seeing Renette Tinicole voluntarily return to the flames, Alice realized that the summoning had been interrupted. This was easy to understand, after all, her summoned creature ran back to the spirit world on its own.

"So this is actually possible…" Alice blinked in surprise, glanced at the burning candle, and began to wonder, "Did my words just now hurt His self-esteem… Well, never mind, let Klein apologize for me when he has time!"

Alice nodded, happily making her decision, and prepared to start the second summoning.

She exhaled, thought for a moment, closed her eyes and began to do what people used to like to do before drawing cards when playing the card drawing game.

I am willing to exchange Amon not getting Sefirah Castle and becoming a god for a suitable messenger for my next summon...

Alice completed the prayer devoutly, then opened her eyes and chanted the spell a second time in ancient Hermetic language:

"I!

"I call upon

the spirits that wander in the void, the friendly creatures that can be used, the unique beings that are willing to be my messengers."

rustle!

Different from the strong wind just now, a gentle breeze blew inside the spiritual wall. The temperature seemed to be a little cooler, but not uncomfortable.

Alice blinked blankly, and the flame of the candle glowed with colorful light as she looked at it.

The flame expanded and spread a pair of wings. In the center of the flame, the shape of the bird's head and beak gradually became clear.

Alice realized that it must be a bird. She stared at the flames curiously, watching a colorful bird break free from the flames and appear in front of her.

That's a crow.

A colorful crow.

The colors should be made up of those feathers. Alice saw that the bird's feathers were a gradient of seven colors, as if it had a rainbow draped over its body, beautiful and dreamy.

If you don't consider that it really looks like a crow.

The colorful crow circled in the air and finally landed in front of her. It opened its mouth and Alice heard a pleasant voice that was completely different from that of other crows.

The voice seemed to bring a pleasant atmosphere just like the gentle breeze and cool air around. Alice wanted to laugh just by listening to it, as long as she ignored the content of the words.

Yes, ignore the content of the words.

The crow, which seemed to be covered with a rainbow, landed in front of her and sang a sentence in Chinese with a melodious voice that left her bewildered:

"You're going to die!"

Judging from the tone, this crow sounds happy - of course, we cannot ignore the possibility that it only has this one accent. (End of this chapter)