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41 Class

…?

They all fell silent.

Will Auceptin had previously made no secret of his hostility towards Alice. After confirming Klein's relationship with Alice, it was not impossible for him to take action against Klein.

But after careful consideration, Klein chose to question this speculation:

"If He wanted to take action, what has He been doing since you got the probability dice until now?"

"Maybe," Alice folded her hands and placed them under her chin, thinking seriously about this serious question, "He thought I was too weak at that time, and it would be meaningless to fight with me."

Klein began to look at Alice with a strange look, until Alice finally couldn't help herself and screamed to deny what she had just said:

"I know that reason is not reliable!

"But you can't conclude that Will Auceptin won't hurt you just because of this, right?"

Klein looked at Alice, shook his head, and brought up something seemingly unrelated:

"Do you think Ouroboros intended to hurt Anderson?"

"Of course not," Alice denied without hesitation, "It was obviously an accident, right? If it was Anderson who was intentionally hurting, then..."

Alice's voice suddenly paused. She suddenly understood Klein's purpose in mentioning Anderson.

——If Will Auceptin's goal included Klein, he would not be alive today.

Alice frowned slightly, and after looking Klein up and down, she asked with a little curiosity:

"Well... forget about my side, but is Will Auceptin trying to show his affection to you?"

Klein looked at Alice with a confused look. Meeting Alice's innocent eyes, it took a while for Klein to vaguely understand her bandit logic.

——Will Auceptin could have easily crushed him to death, but he didn't, so this was a gesture of goodwill.

He fell silent after reading it. He didn't know whether this statement was correct or not, but at least, if Will Auceptin held this logic, he would definitely not support it.

As for Alice...

never mind.

Klein shook his head and asked Alice, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Alice blinked and began to look through what she had encountered during this period.

In fact, a lot of things happened, but Alice only focused on the things that required Mr. Fool's help.

There were not many such things. Alice only recalled the shadow of Miss Justice in her memory. She remembered that she had originally planned to talk to Miss Justice.

She also remembered that after receiving the contract from Klein, she had not tried to summon a messenger, but this did not seem to be something that required help.

As for "0-34"…

Alice shook her head and asked Klein:

"Can I keep the '0' level seal with you?"

"...Ah?" Klein subconsciously glanced at Alice. After all, the "Level 0" Sealed Item she mentioned was mostly referring to him.

Alice realized what Klein was thinking almost immediately. She stared and said:

"I did not mean that!"

Then, she withdrew her momentum and said with a frown in a slightly distressed tone:

"The Church of Knowledge gave me a gift... a '0' grade sealed object, which comes from the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Prophet'."

Klein was not unfamiliar with this name. Alice had mentioned this sequence to him before. Even if not, the blasphemous card of the Wheel of Fortune was temporarily in his possession—although Alice rejected his request to have this card appear with other cards at the Tarot Club.

This is because having one more Blasphemy Card does not explain much about Mr. Fool's status, and Alice has a special kind of stubbornness about the fact that both the Fool and Darkness are her followers, and she does not want anyone to think that she dedicated the Blasphemy Card of the Wheel of Fortune to Mr. Fool.

Unless Mr. Fool has nothing in his hands and urgently needs something like this to maintain his style.

But the Great Fool had no shortage of such a blasphemous card, so he only looked through it in private and did not take it out at the Tarot meeting.

Klein was no stranger to the glaring Sequence 2 "Prophet", and he could easily understand why Alice received this gift. However, Klein rejected Alice's idea of ​​leaving "0-34" above the gray fog without hesitation:

"I'm afraid this is not safe..."

He didn't elaborate on the rest of the reason because he believed Alice understood, and this was obviously not Alice's first choice, she seemed to be just asking casually.

Alice sighed and shook her head as she expected the rejection. She said,

"I know. I just mentioned it in passing... I think there's nothing else to do. Or you can help me get on the phone with Miss Justice."

Klein looked at Alice in surprise.

Before he could agree, Alice shook her head and denied it:

"Forget it, I'll go by myself... Uh, how about I ask Miss Justice at the next Tarot Club?"

Alice looked at Klein with a questioning look.

Of course, she could go directly along the web line to find Audrey, but judging from Audrey's previous behavior, Alice thought this might scare Miss Justice.

It's never polite to scare your doctor.

"Okay." Klein agreed with her with confidence.

Alice exhaled, shook her head and said:

"I don't have anything else to do...well, shall I go back first?"

Klein nodded, and Alice naturally left the gray fog and returned to the real world.

The next day was Wednesday of this week. Alice still went to church diligently in the morning. However, now in addition to praying, she had a new purpose - she was observing the actions of the priests of the church.

After all, if being a priest really provided an opportunity to play the role of a "mage of doom", Alice would be happy to try it - it was better than cleaning toilets for two months like Klein.

Compared to the archbishop who always seems to sit at a desk handling official business, the bishops are much freer, although they are also extraordinary persons.

The most boring bishop was undoubtedly the one standing in the middle of the church as a decoration. Alice watched him preaching to believers one after another, answering questions, and thought that if she was forced to do such a thing, she might not be able to complete the role of the "Mage of Doom".

——This is simply a disaster that fell from the sky.

No, from this perspective, perhaps Archbishop Anthony's position is more suitable for me...

Alice shook her head in horror and looked in the direction of the confessional.

She knew that there was a bishop on duty in the confessional, and for no other reason, she went in to confess - or perhaps it couldn't be called confession.

To be honest, Alice thought that working in the confessional could be interesting, if there were enough believers like herself.

Of course, you don't have to be as exaggerated as her, just ordinary gossip will be enough - you know, the confessional in the church is where the gossip of the entire district is hidden.

If she had to choose one of these jobs, Alice decided to choose this one. As for ordinary priests... after seeing their busy figures, Alice felt that this job was not suitable for her.

Unless the church can accept that it is using a "restart" to clean up the church.

Judging from Klein's performance, this kind of thing didn't seem easy to accept, so Alice put this option aside and didn't consider it for the time being.

This was the result Alice came to after observing for three consecutive mornings. As for why there was no fourth morning - it was simple, she was called in by Archbishop Anthony.

When she came out again, the box containing "0-34" had disappeared from her hand, and she was holding a stack of thick books in her hand, which were said to be the rewritten scriptures.

While inside, Alice flipped through it casually and found that the church did not adopt her nonsense. She did not write any shocking statements such as "the night is her favorite". She was simply given a separate volume like other saints.

This result was within Alice's expectations. She was neither happy nor disappointed. However, there was one thing that made her very happy - she did not charge for this holy book. After hearing that the previous holy book had been kept secret, Archbishop Anthony had a strange expression on his face, but he did not ask her to pay for it.

Although she was originally "taken" away.

It was not until she walked out of the church that Alice remembered that she had forgotten to tell him about her work plans, so she readily decided to have fun for another weekend.

Unlike Alice's leisurely life, Klein had a hard time studying for the rest of the week.

After a certain etiquette class, his conscientious butler Walter stepped forward wearing white gloves and said,

"Sir, since you are making rapid progress in etiquette learning, you can move up the rest of the classes."

"What course?" Klein felt a headache. After all, he hadn't even fully adapted to etiquette classes. He thought it was only slightly easier than talking to Alice.

"History, international politics, philosophy, music, and common sense about sports such as golf, horse racing, and hunting," Walter answered meticulously.

"Philosophy?" Klein asked in surprise.

Walter nodded and said:

"This is one of the easiest topics to talk about in high society. You don't need to do very in-depth research, but at least you should know what others are discussing. You should know that the source of pragmatic philosophy is Consiso, Mared, and Patterson, not Emperor Roselle, and that it was Lurmi who proposed 'Man is born free'.

"Many wealthy people tend to make mistakes in this regard when they first enter high society. They are used to pushing words and philosophical ideas that they don't know to Emperor Roselle."

Klein's headache grew worse as he was told this. He forced a smile and said,

"I don't have much to do recently, except for taking a nap and going to church. You can schedule the class at any time."

I really wish I could bring Alice along... No, forget it. I don't know what this class will be like with her here, and I still have to pay for the tuition...

Klein hastily rejected his dangerous idea and decided not to let Alice know about it.

So he was alone - well, not too alone, because he was accompanied by a vast amount of knowledge and many teachers in different fields.

This was obviously not a pleasant experience. When he sat above the gray fog on Monday afternoon and looked at Alice who had arrived early, Klein suddenly felt like he was alive again. He asked Alice:

"I remember you attended Backlund's banquet. How did you handle the etiquette at that time?"

"...Are you taking etiquette lessons?" Alice asked tentatively.

"More than that." Klein replied briefly.

These short words seemed to contain all of Klein's sadness during this period. Alice looked at him with pity and reluctantly told him the truth:

"I think you should know that I have never learned aristocratic etiquette or anything like that. I... probably don't need to learn it.

"After all, who would ask an angel or saint to observe etiquette?"

Klein was speechless.

Yes, it is commendable that Miss Destiny abides by the law, not to mention the etiquette of the secular world. No one would ask her to do so.

Klein took a deep breath and asked again unwillingly:

"So what do you do when you attend the party?"

"I'm eating ice cream," Alice answered truthfully, "and trying to feed Miss Justice's dog chocolate."

With a perfect answer, Klein closed his eyes in pain and ignored her, quietly waiting for three o'clock in the afternoon.

Alice didn't intend to let him go, but thought of a possibility through his question. She approached Mr. Fool curiously and asked,

"Are you going to hold a party? If so, remember to invite me - you won't forget, right?"

There was no threat in Alice's tone, but Klein finally stood in Audrey and Grallint's shoes and understood why no one would ask her for etiquette.

"Of course." He nodded decisively.

As for the reason... we'll talk about it later. No matter how big the trouble is, can it be bigger than the trouble caused by not inviting Alice?

After that, no one spoke again until three o'clock in the afternoon, when the other seats were also filled with their respective owners.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~" "Justice" Audrey's voice sounded first as always.

The brisk voice freed Klein from the painful study life of the past week. Under the gray fog, he took a look at Audrey's standard luggage movements and reserved smile, and couldn't help but wonder if Miss Justice had taken the same course in the past.

For a moment, the look he gave Audrey was filled with pity and sympathy. Fortunately, with the cover of the gray fog and the help of the Joker's extraordinary abilities, his strange emotions could not be read by Audrey.

Audrey completed the greetings without realizing it, and when she sat down, Alice looked at the seat of the Hermit Cattleya with curiosity.

As expected, the Hermit Cattleya took the initiative to speak:

"Mr. Fool, I only collected one page of Roselle's diary this time." (End of this chapter)

42 Of course it's Mr. Fool!

Only one page...?

Alice looked at Cattleya, the "Hermit", with even more confusion. If the three pages of the diary last time were carefully selected by Bernadette, then this time...

She picked another page?

Alice was puzzled. She couldn't understand Bernadette's thinking, so she turned her gaze to Klein, ready to see how he would respond.

This is the second time that I didn't get the expected result... Mr. Fool, you're angry!

Alice secretly cheered Klein on in her heart, so much so that her expression inevitably revealed a hint of suppressed excitement. Audrey, who was observing her, hesitated for a moment and moved further away.

Miss Fate's expression looked so dangerous... Audrey looked around uneasily, and finally cast a sympathetic gaze on Cattleya, the Hermit.

Well, Miss Fate showed this expression only after Ms. Hermit said that, which means... Ms. Hermit is going to be unlucky?

Audrey looked away as if nothing had happened.

The "Hermit" Cattleya did not notice their secret "communication". Her attention was completely focused on the figure shrouded in gray fog. After she finished speaking, she felt nervous and uneasy.

Klein sensed her emotions, which was easy to understand. Although he had the same doubts as Alice, he didn't care much and just nodded slightly.

"That's not a problem."

Alice lowered her head in disappointment.

The Hermit Cattleya seemed relieved by this response. She materialized a page of a yellow-brown diary and watched it fly into Mr. Fool's hands.

Alice only glanced up when the diary page appeared and then looked away, her attention wandering again.

She has never been a persistent person. She would see that page of the diary sooner or later anyway. Although she was curious, she didn't pay much attention to it.

Klein finished reading the diary while she was distracted, and then made it disappear. He smiled and asked Cattleya,

"What do you want?"

Cattleya did not hide anything. She asked frankly:

"Besides Emperor Roselle, who is the protagonist of this diary?"

Her question immediately made Audrey "Justice" turn her head to look at Mr. Fool, her eyes sparkling and full of curiosity, and even her ears seemed to stand up.

Alger and the others of "The Hanged Man" were also very interested in this. To be written about in the diary of Emperor Roselle, he must be no ordinary person!

Alice had come back to her senses when Klein started talking. Upon hearing this, she immediately realized that this page of the diary was indeed carefully selected. However, this did not stop her from talking nonsense. She turned her head and said to Cattleya, the Hermit:

"I know!"

These words made Audrey, the Hanged Man, Alger and others look at her, and Cattleya, the Hermit, also looked puzzled. After all, everyone saw that Miss Fate did not read that page of the diary.

Klein, who was complaining about Roselle in his heart, cast a slightly hesitant look at Alice, and suddenly had some uneasy suspicions in his heart.

...What was she going to say?

Witch? Original Witch? Hunter? A certain noble lady... No, that wasn't outrageous enough.

Could it be the faceless man? Or...

As her thoughts turned, Alice spoke confidently:

"Of course it's Mr. Fool!"

The Tarot Club members all gasped at this answer. They believed it and turned to look at Mr. Fool in the gray fog.

Audrey Justice was the most courageous. She was driven by curiosity and asked first:

"Is this true, Mr. Fool?"

The unexpected yet not-so-unexpected answer made Klein think for two seconds. He was already used to all this and remained calm, leaning back in his chair in a leisurely manner.

Amid the curious and awed gazes of the crowd, he chuckled and said:

"Of course not."

But such an answer could not dampen everyone's enthusiasm. Alger, the Hanged Man, thought particularly far ahead. He almost immediately made a guess - Mr. Fool must know Emperor Roselle.

It seems that Miss Destiny also knows about this...

While Alger was daydreaming, Klein had already thought of his next move. He smiled at the "magician" Fors and said to her:

"Miss Magician should be familiar with this person."

"Ah?" The "magician" looked confused.

So the eyes of other members of the Tarot Club fell on the "magician" Fors, and even Alice was not surprised.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fors had to think hard about which important figures she knew. After thinking about it, she found that apart from the Seven Gods, the person she was most familiar with was Mr. Fool.

She looked at the head of the bronze table hesitantly. However, this person had just denied that the other protagonist was himself not long ago. Fors believed that Mr. Fool would not lie about such a thing. After thinking for a while, she turned to Alice.

Alice looked at her suspiciously, her eyes blank and puzzled, so the "magician" Fors turned her head again and tentatively guessed at the figure shrouded in gray mist:

"Could it be..."

She paused, but did not say whether it was Alice or Miss Destiny, because just as she was about to say it, she realized that if it was Miss Destiny or Mr. Fool, she should not be the only one who was familiar with them.

Mr. Fool specifically emphasized me... What experiences do I have that others don't have?

After such contemplation, the Magician Fors finally came to a conclusion. She looked at the top of the long bronze table and asked in a trembling voice,

"Is it... the one who created the full moon whisper?"

Fors took a few turns in her words, and it was not difficult for the people present to see who she originally wanted to mention, but no one cared because they were paying attention to other things.

Full Moon Whispering… What is this? Audrey and the others looked at each other, just like ordinary people who have just entered the world of mysticism.

They had never heard of the so-called "full moon whispers" before.

Alice knew about this. She knew the origins of the Tarot Club members. She looked at the "magician" Fors thoughtfully and began to recall whether Klein had told her who that person was.

After all, she has never liked to use her brain.

Klein in the gray fog agreed with the words of the "magician" Fors:

"That's right.

"We usually call him Mr. 'Door'."

"Is it him?" Alice suddenly realized, glanced at the "Magician" Fors, then looked at the "Hermit" Cattleya, and shook her head.

The two words "He" explained everything. Of course, everyone had expected that someone like him would be written on a page of Emperor Roselle's diary, so they were not too surprised.

What is even more shocking is the title "Mr. 'Door'". After all, it sounds similar to Miss Fate and Mr. Fool.

Everyone had their own guesses about Mr. Door. Magician Fors breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was one step closer to solving the "curse".

At least, I already know who made the eating language during the full moon... She lowered her eyes and said to Mr. Fool sincerely:

"Thanks for the reminder."

As expected, Miss Magician is not simple. She actually knows Mr. Door and knows all the related things. My initial judgment is correct... Although the extraordinary materials she needs are of a lower level, there are too many possibilities...

The Hermit Cattleya nodded imperceptibly, further confirming the suspicion that the Magician Fors was not a simple person.

Klein didn't say much. He just looked around and said in a relaxed tone,

"You guys get started."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Alice turned her head and looked at Audrey Justice, raised her hand and asked,

"Ms. Justice, do you accept paid psychological counseling?"

"...Ah?" Audrey looked at Alice hesitantly.

If it was just psychological counseling, she would definitely accept it, but when Alice mentioned this request, Audrey suddenly had a strange worry.

"It probably depends on the subject," Audrey replied with a smile, "I'm not good at providing psychological counseling to some subjects, so I might refuse to accept the same type of counseling."

Alice immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"don't worry!

"I feel happy and relaxed every time I chat with you. I have always trusted your ability in this area!"

After she finished speaking, everyone else understood what Alice meant and realized that she wanted Audrey to provide psychological counseling. They all looked at Audrey with pity and sympathy.

Of course, "Justice" understood what Alice said. She looked at Alice and tried her best to control her expression.

Obviously, this was her initial concern, and the person she least wanted to provide psychological counseling to was the person in front of her.

Even if Mr. Fool asks me to help him with psychological counseling, it is better than Miss Fate... Oh no, Audrey, what are you thinking about!

She interrupted her thoughts in horror, took a deep breath, and smiled at Alice:

"Thank you for your trust and praise."

She still didn't nod to say yes or shake her head to say no, she just hoped Alice could understand her reluctance and stop pestering her.

But Alice was obviously not someone who would pay attention to this. She glanced at Audrey and immediately smiled happily:

"So, Miss Justice, do you have any free time recently? We can make an appointment first, and you can decide the price."

"...Okay," Audrey agreed to the request reluctantly, "Can you... uh, come see me at 1 pm tomorrow afternoon?"

After a pause, she asked again: "What is your problem? You should know that I may not be able to help you with a problem that is too serious, and I doubt that my extraordinary ability can have any effect on you..."

She still didn't give up her plan to refuse.

She hid it so well that Alice didn't hear it at all. After thinking for a while, she answered one by one:

"I know this. I know that your extraordinary ability is probably of no use to me. If I really need extraordinary treatment, I'm afraid I have to go to Adam...

"Actually, I have some questions that I can't figure out, and I want to talk to someone...ah, someone I don't know very well."

Alice glanced at Klein and added the last sentence.

Someone I don't know very well… "Justice" Audrey lowered her head and began to seriously consider the possibility of establishing a good relationship with Miss Fate.

After completing this request, Alice reviewed the past and made another request:

"Do you have any clues about the 'No Dark One'... or the Sequence 4 of the 'Sun' pathway?

"The corresponding Beyonder items are probably also possible. I need to separate the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 3 from the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 2."

Audrey Justice's attention was immediately drawn away from what had just happened. She asked curiously:

"Is this still possible?"

"Yes," Alice nodded. "Of course, the premise for doing this is that the Beyonder Characteristics you possess has not been picked up by others beforehand."

This is easy to understand. Audrey asked curiously, "Then how can I be sure of this?"

"You can try it," Alice suggested calmly, "If you don't go crazy or lose control after eating it, you will naturally know what extraordinary properties it contains."

Audrey looked away.

Emlyn the Moon stupidly continued the question:

"What if I go crazy or lose control?"

"Well," Alice glanced at him, "after we kill the monster you turned into, we can naturally get the answer from the remains of the corpse layer."

It made sense. Emlyn had never regretted having a mouth so much.

"It's not easy to find," Cattleya answered the question seriously as if she didn't hear it, "but I will keep an eye out for you."

The Hanged Man Alger was not willing to be outdone. He also continued:

"I'll keep an eye on it for you, too."

After thinking for a moment, Klein controlled the "world" and responded,

"I'll keep an eye out for you too... If I find it, will you pay me?"

Alice began to look at him with a startled look.

The World looked at her, not seeming to be embarrassed at all, so Alice said expressionlessly:

"Then let's first calculate the price you paid for asking me to help you."

The World was silent for a moment, then changed its tone and said, "As your loved one, it is my duty to do this for you."

The members of the Tarot Club lowered their heads silently and did not participate in this struggle.

The surroundings fell silent, and Alice did not make any new requests. After half a minute of silence, they tacitly agreed that the free communication session would begin.

The Hermit Cattleya raised her head, half turned her head to look at the Magician Fors, and asked her:

"Ma'am, what do you know about Mr. 'Door'? I can pay you accordingly."

I won't say... uh, she's going to pay?

"Magician" Fors instinctively didn't want to reveal her personal information, especially since it wasn't a good thing, but a weakness of hers. But when she heard that "Hermit" Cattleya was going to pay, she hesitated again.

Or...tell her? (End of this chapter)

: Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

Under financial pressure, Fors's thoughts gradually wavered. After hearing Alice's positive voice, he made up his mind:

"Why don't you ask me?

"I know Mr. Door's affairs very well. Besides, I can also ask Mr. Fool if he knows anything else."

This is true. Fors knew that if Mr. Fool was willing and if Miss Fate had patience, then Miss Fate would probably not lack knowledge of the occult.

After all, theoretically speaking, there should be no other god like Miss Fate in the world - the god itself also represents knowledge.

Of course, the knowledge about Mr. Door was more like some kind of news, but Fors still believed that Mr. Fool was very familiar with Mr. Door for a simple reason—Mr. Fool had just revealed the source of the full moon curse on her.

Inside the gray fog, the great Mr. Fool was not as well-equipped as she had thought. In fact, Klein was so frightened that he almost broke into a cold sweat.

——He had already said all the things he was sure of. The rest were things he was not so sure of, and saying them out loud would be tantamount to blind guessing.

But Miss Fate can talk nonsense and expose her ignorance unscrupulously, but Mr. Fool cannot, because even though Mr. Fool is not an omniscient and omnipotent God, he is not a willful child like Alice.

Or a liar like Amon...

Klein sighed in his heart, envying Alice for the umpteenth time.

The suggestion of asking Mr. Fool gave Magician Fors a new inspiration. She turned to the head of the bronze table and asked,

"Dear Mr. Fool, can I speak?"

She had just decided to ask Mr. Fool because she remembered that her source of information was also Mr. Fool. Obviously, Magician Fors did not think that she could ignore Mr. Fool's opinion like Miss Fate did.

Well done! Mr. Fool was extremely excited, but he showed no emotion on his face. He just praised the "magician" Fors in his heart, and then he said:

"Can."

After a pause, he turned to the Hermit Cattleya and said,

"Asking her is different from asking me."

A drop of cold sweat slid down Cattleya's forehead. Before she could open her mouth, a loud noise came from Alice's side. She turned her head and saw that it was their Miss Fate who kicked the leg of the bench in anger.

Cattleya, the Hermit, became even more panicked. She searched around with her peripheral vision and found that Audrey, the Justice, was looking straight ahead with a calm expression, but her eyes were empty. Alger, the Hanged Man, lowered his head with a frown, as if he was thinking about some world problem.

These are the two with the most skilled movements. The others also have their own postures, but overall they all acted as if they heard nothing.

The Hermit Cattleya silently withdrew her gaze and began to pretend to be deaf and dumb like everyone else.

Facts have proved that this choice is correct. The great Mr. Fool just glanced at Miss Destiny and said with a smile:

"Destiny... Could it be that you are short of money from selling information?"

This sentence successfully stopped Alice. Just as Klein said, she did not lack the money from selling the information. In other words, what she lacked at this time was no longer money.

What made Alice uncomfortable was that she was not short of money, but she seemed unable to save any.

This seemed to be the drawback of fate. To be honest, Alice thought that she had not lacked anything for a long time. Sometimes things even came too quickly, such as those extraordinary characteristics that flew into her mouth.

But she also didn't seem to keep anything for long that she couldn't use at the time.

This was really a very strange thing. Alice shook her head and suddenly remembered the extraordinary characteristics of the "puppet" in her hand. She suddenly wanted to keep the thing for a while longer to break the curse.

Klein obviously knew this. He understood Alice's financial situation and knew that hundreds of pounds would be useless to Alice except for being turned into ice cream. Alice wouldn't care too much about this.

She got angry because she actually felt that I had embarrassed her... But I really don't know how much news I have.

Mr. Fool sighed, and taking advantage of the fact that no one could see him, he looked at Alice for help under the cover of the gray fog.

...Forget it, give him some face.

Seeing Mr. Fool's sincere expression, Alice decided to let go of her dissatisfaction. She curled her lips, glanced at Cattleya, then at Fors, the Magician, and raised her chin slightly and said,

"You guys continue."

Fortunately, Mr. Fool is here... "Hermit" Cattleya exhaled, turned to "Magician" Fors first, and asked her:

"How much should I pay for this news?"

After thinking for a moment, Magician Fors quoted a price:

"500 pounds. You can apply for a private discussion."

Alice looked at the "magician" Fors in surprise, as if she was amazed that she could sell such news for 500 pounds.

Magician Fors remained silent about this. Most of what she knew about Mr. Door came from Mr. Fool. In other words, all of it came from Mr. Fool.

After all, it is a bit far-fetched to single out the "full moon mumbling" that he must experience every month and say that it is Mr. Men's information.

Cattleya didn't bargain. She glanced at Alice and said thoughtfully,

"No need. Just tell me directly."

This was not out of generosity, but she hoped that other members would remember more about Mr. "Door" after listening to the story told by "Magician" Fors.

Of course, it would be great if Miss Fate or Mr. Fool were willing to reveal the news.

Fors nodded and said carefully,

"I once got a magical item that can help people travel through the spirit world. After using it, every time there is a full moon or a blood moon, you will hear strange whispers, which will bring you almost uncontrollable pain.

"And according to Mr. Fool, the mumbling came from Mr. Door."

She paused for a second and added, "It's possible that He is asking for help."

It turns out that Fors was silently enduring such pain... She never showed it at all and always looked like she was enjoying life...

"Justice" Audrey subconsciously sympathized with her friend, while reflecting on herself for not effectively using her "audience" ability to discover what was wrong with Forn.

Asking for help... Alice was not surprised by this answer. She already knew what the "magician" Fors could say. But when she heard that Mr. "Door" was asking for help, Alice's heart suddenly beat violently.

It was a very strange feeling. She instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this matter. She subconsciously immersed her mind in it. Dimly, Alice felt that she had passed through a gray fog. She stuck her head out wrapped in a thin mist, and then she saw a beautiful night sky.

The stars twinkled in the night sky, and the crimson moon hung high in the dark night. Alice vaguely remembered the lyrics of a nursery rhyme. She tapped her fingers lightly, as if she really heard someone singing in her ear:

"Twinkle, twinkle little star,

"The sky is full of little stars,

"Like many little eyes,

"Hanging in the sky to give light..."

Amid the flowing ballad, the stars seemed to have really turned into blinking eyes. Alice was in a trance and suddenly found that there seemed to be a crack in the crimson moon.

As her attention shifted, her field of vision suddenly zoomed in. The crimson moon became much larger, and the uneven surface of the moon became visible. Alice knew that those were traces of craters.

The good news is that the crack on the moon finally became clear. Looking closer, Alice felt inexplicably that the moon did not look like a moon, but rather like a closed eye.

Eyes...?

She looked at the moon in confusion, unsure of how she should react, but that seemed to be enough. The gap kept expanding and shrinking, like a person struggling to open his eyes.

The spirit chirped sharply, and Alice felt an unprecedented sense of panic and crisis - much stronger than when she met Amon.

At that moment, there was only one thought left in Alice's mind - run!

But where should she run to...

As she thought of this, the mist on her body seemed to sense something and pulled her back like a safety rope in bungee jumping or an invisible giant hand.

The gray mist engulfed her for the second time, then released her, and next thing Alice knew, she was awake with a start, and she found herself sitting in a tarot club.

Eh...?

She looked around in confusion, trying to understand the current situation.

A magical item that can travel through the spirit world... mumblings during the full moon... suspected to be a cry for help... "Hermit" Cattleya repeated the key points of "Magician" Fors' words in her mind, nodded with satisfaction, and said,

"Thank you for your description."

She then glanced at the other members, hoping to get more feedback.

When this gaze fell on her, Alice raised her head slightly, smiled at the Hermit Cattleya, and said with interest:

"500 pounds in exchange for a warning, or a reminder.

"Of course, I don't guarantee the accuracy of this news. You can understand it as... well, this is my intuition."

Intuition... as if being stared at by something dangerous, Cattleya felt hairs standing up on her back, quickly spreading from below her neck to her entire back, giving her a chill.

She realized almost immediately that this intuition was probably related to what the "magician" Fors had just said.

But the news from Magician Fors seemed to come from Mr. Fool, could it be...?

As their thoughts raced, Hermit Cattleya and Magician Fors looked towards the top of the bronze table, at the figure shrouded in gray mist.

Klein silently set his sights on Alice.

Alice certainly didn't really want to ruin Klein's plan. She chuckled to attract everyone's attention, and then added:

"Don't get me wrong... I don't think Mr. Fool did it on purpose. After waking up, he hasn't checked on Mr. Door's current condition.

"Actually, I haven't checked it either. Like I said, it's just my gut feeling."

Rather than saying it was intuition, it would be more accurate to say that Alice gained information from the experience she had just had.

Even though she was confused and didn't know anything just now, when she woke up, Alice still knew what was in the starry sky.

Outside the Earth, the outer gods coveted the source material and sequence pathways on the Earth. They surrounded the Earth and became beautiful stars in everyone's eyes.

The most powerful among them is undoubtedly one of the two who occupies the Crimson Moon, a being called the "Fallen Mother Goddess".

The scene of the starry sky seemed to be hinting at this, and realizing that she saw this scene because she heard Mr. Door's cry for help, Alice couldn't help but make some guesses about Mr. Door's condition.

After all, she had told Klein long ago that the last angel king who was so considerate and always answered questions was named Amon.

In this way, the logic of the whole thing can be strung together. "Mr. 'Door'" used the illusion of rationality, clarity and gentleness to deceive the trust of extraordinary people who accidentally saw him, hoping that they would perform a ritual to summon him out from the unknown.

If someone did this, they would probably be able to bring someone back from the moon, and then the entire earth would be doomed...

She decided to speak out because, although Cattleya was fine, Bernadette behind her might not be so cautious when faced with news about her father - in other words, Bernadette might really bring "Mr. Door" back.

As for Fors, it was actually unimportant because Fors couldn't hear the truth of the mumbling voice for a while anyway.

But it was Abraham behind her...

Alice shook her head, put aside her chaotic thoughts, and looked intently at the "Hermit" Cattleya.

Cattleya, the "Hidden One" who had intended to collect more information, did not reject the information Alice brought to her door. She nodded and said to Alice calmly,

"It's okay. I trust your intuition."

After all, Alice's intuition might be more reliable than the conclusions she came to after careful reasoning. Cattleya felt that she had no reason to doubt the intuition of an angel of "fate".

Alice then exhaled and said to Cattleya:

"Mr. 'Gate' is an extremely powerful mysterious being, whose strength can be classified as that of the King of Angels.

"But surprisingly, Mr. Door is a very friendly being. If you summon Mr. Door on a full moon night for some ritual, he will patiently answer your questions and chat with you.

"According to Mr. Door, he has been trapped in the dark storm for too long, so as long as someone can talk to him, he will be very happy and has no further pursuit.

"If there is anything I must say, Mr. Door hopes someone can take him out of that environment..." (End of this chapter)