The Tarot Club was not a good place for whispering. Although Klein was worried, he didn't say anything. Klein had always known that Alice had secrets hidden in her, such as the book that came from unknown sources, and for example... he remembered that Alice once said that she might have woken up more than once. ——Maybe she is really the resurrected evil god. This idea flashed through Klein's mind, and then he felt the same confusion as Alger: Was she still a child when she became a god? how can that be possible? There's no way the potion just fell into his mouth, right? As Klein thought about it, he remembered how Alice became an Extraordinary, and suddenly felt a deeper worry. ——This thing seems to be really possible. Although it is a little small, for fate, as long as it is possible, it is enough. Klein looked at Alice worriedly, and saw her holding her chin thoughtfully and asking, "Then what do you think I should do to confirm?" Alger suddenly got stuck. Alice glanced at him lazily and said in a light voice: "Since you have no idea, why don't you help me find someone who can lift the curse first?" Alger nodded without hesitation and closed his mouth.
Mr. "The Hanged Man" was thinking about strange things again... Alice glanced at Alger thoughtfully, leaned back in her chair, and then said: "As for reward...well, I don't know what I can give as reward. If I have to say it, maybe...maybe, a piece of luck?" Alger and Audrey's hearts skipped a beat, but neither of them spoke. Only Emlyn, who looked more cautious, asked tentatively: "A...luck?" Alice blinked and looked at him, finding that he seemed to be confused about the reward, so she held her chin and answered: “Maybe the person you hate will suddenly die for some inexplicable reason, maybe the thing you have always longed for will become your bag...well, it may also be some trivial, small good things. "However, in any case, I do not recommend you to ask for this luck from me recently." "Why?" Emlyn asked subconsciously. "Because I've been in a bad mood lately." Alice replied coolly. Of course, the main reason for this is that Alice currently does not have the ability to grant others luck... But the sentence itself was not a lie. Alice said it without any guilt. Audrey, who was observing in secret, could only see what else Alice was hiding. Alice, who was in a bad mood, pulled hard on the monocle on her face, leaned back in her chair, and decided to go to the church for a walk... Hey, can she hold an Extraordinary gathering in Backlund? Strange thoughts flashed through Alice's mind. She secretly remembered the matter and prepared to wait until the monocle on her face was removed. Alice scolded Amon angrily in her heart again. After confirming that Alice was no longer talking, Audrey retracted her gaze, raised her hand and said: "Dear Mr. Fool, I got three more pages of Russell's diary." Derrick also remembered this matter. He raised his hand and said, "Great Mr. Fool, I copied some legends of the ancient gods." It seems that no one calls me "the great Miss Destiny"... Alice secretly glanced at Derrick and muttered something dissatisfied in her heart. Derrick failed to notice Alice's little thoughts, and he said to Alger: "Mr. Hanged Man, the list of monsters in the surrounding area has also been compiled."
So innocent... Alice sighed silently and caught a glimpse of Alger shaking his head slightly. ...Can this be regarded as one of the few consciences Mr. "The Hanged Man" has? Alice waited wildly for the start of the transaction. Without Alice's trouble, Audrey couldn't wait to ask for clues about her potion ingredients: "Mr. Moon, do you have any information about the fruit of the Tree of Elders and the blood of the Mirror Dragon?" Emlyn tapped his chin lightly and said: "750 pounds total. “For this amount of money, they will be yours. "Of course, there is also my reward, 100 pounds." "Deal!" Audrey agreed without thinking, "I hope the deal can be completed today or tomorrow." After witnessing a deal being concluded, Alice began to think about why her past self didn't leave any money for her current self. This way she doesn't have to work hard now... Well, maybe her past self intended to leave the task of hard work to her future self? Alice was lost in thought. After Audrey secretly waved her hands twice under the table in excitement, Alger turned to Emlyn and asked: "Do you still want the inheritance of that vampire baron? 4,500 pounds, this is the best price I have ever gotten for you." Alice keenly noticed that "The Hanged Man" Alger did not report his own agency fee like "Moon" Emlyn, but mixed it up. …So how much agency fees did he earn? Alice looked at Alger, then at Emlyn, and fell into deep thought. "I, let me think about it again." Emlyn made a poor voice. "No problem." Alger, who had reserved the price difference of 1,300 pounds, did not rush. Several more transactions followed, and the Tarot Club entered into a free communication session. Audrey, who had endured it for a long time, asked curiously: "Miss Fate, is the clothing you are wearing a popular style?" So everyone waited for Alice's answer curiously - they were also curious about who would think of putting a sack on themselves. "Yes," Alice pulled at her school uniform and nodded sincerely, "This is the style of my hometown. I feel like home when I put it on." Alger's eyes became confused. He had originally guessed that Alice might have something to do with elves, but... the aesthetics of elves shouldn't be so bad, right? ! Audrey looked at Alice's clothes that had no aesthetic appeal and fell into deep thought. "The World" weakly supported his forehead and spoke to stop Alice from leaving a more strange image to others: "Don't get me wrong, this is not a popular dress, it's a uniform."
"Uniform?" Audrey was slightly stunned. Alice looked at the direction of "The World" with dissatisfaction and replied expressionlessly: "Yes, uniform. "But I would rather call this a prison uniform. " Thinking of what the "world" said at the beginning that Alice had to take more than ten hours of classes a day, they suddenly felt that they understood everything. Unable to withstand the meaningful looks of others, Alice quickly changed the subject: "Backlund is still in that high-pressure state, and all extraordinary gatherings have been stopped. "
