Compared to others who were still thinking about the core of this conversation, Alger, who thought he had enough understanding, did not dare to look at Alice and Mr. Fool, but looked at the "world" somewhat stiffly. "The World" looked at Mr. Fool intently, as if he didn't notice anything. At this time, Klein also realized a certain issue that he had ignored - if Alice had ever woken up, if she had ever reached an angel or even a higher position, why was she still no different from a girl when she woke up again? No, she is even more... a little more unrealistic than Klein's impression of a girl of this age. Of course, the latter part may be mainly a character issue, and Klein is not too entangled in it. As for the former part... Thinking of the idea of the confrontation between divinity and humanity, and thinking of the way Alice became an extraordinary person, Klein realized that there might be another possibility for this matter. Alice did not get to that position through promotion. She was already a complete mythical creature when she woke up. Maybe she might become a true god when she wakes up - this is illogical, but it is "fate" . However, the lack of "anchor" made her maintain her humanity for a very short time. Even...even now, she is doubting whether she is human. But like this, if you almost forget who you are, can this be considered lucky? Klein looked at Alice, suddenly chuckled, and asked as nonchalantly as possible:
"Do you think your experience can be called lucky?" Alice immediately realized what Klein was asking, but her answer to this question was actually destined the moment she became the "winner": “The fact that I can wake up again shows that I am lucky. "Destiny is unpredictable, but the person standing at the end is the 'winner'." I always felt that she was getting more and more awesome when she spoke... Klein complained in his mind, but did not comment on this point of view. Instead, he chuckled and leaned back on the chair. This is behavior that is in line with Mr. Fool’s character, and their conversation, which only their own people can understand, is enough for outsiders to make guesses and associations. Now, among the members of the Tarot Society, except for "Sun" Derrick and "Moon" Emlyn, all have different thoughts. Only two of them are consistent - one wants to save Silver City, and the other wants to save the Vampire Clan. After "The World" and "Justice" Audrey spoke respectively, "Moon" Emlyn couldn't wait to clear his throat and said: "I have carefully studied the history handed down by our blood clan... "Before the catastrophe, there was no Silver City, only the Country of Silver! "The Kingdom of Silver originally believed not in the giant king Ormir, but in his queen Omi Bella." Derrick blurted out: "Our Silver City has no record of this matter, nor does it have any record that the Giant Queen is called Omi Bella." Emlyn immediately smiled, spread his hands and said: “So, I say there are omissions and deficiencies in your Silver City’s history, is that okay? "Obviously, there are errors in the history of the vampires that you recorded." He wanted to prove that the vampire title system did not come from humans... Alice held her chin thoughtfully and said: "If you just want to clarify the origin of the title system, there is no need to argue here... “The greater possibility is that neither of you know the right answer. "After all, Lilith... was a pretty special name in my past era."
The hint hidden in these words made Emlyn temporarily forget his fear of Alice. He turned his head and asked, "What does this mean?" Alice glanced at Emlyn meaningfully, leaned back on the chair, closed her eyes gently, and replied lightly: "Because the ancestor of the vampire family should be called Lilith." Except for Emlyn and Cattleya, who joined later, everyone suddenly remembered Alice's words at that time, "The industrial revolution should be followed by a world war." But... why? "Why do you say that?" Audrey asked curiously. Alice looked at Audrey and thought for a while before replying: "Just think of it as a revelation from fate." Audrey was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "So isn't this originally a revelation of fate?" Alice shrugged and chuckled: "Who knows? "I once read a story. “That was a man who claimed to be a ‘prophet’, and no one knew whether he was a real ‘prophet’ or just an ordinary person. "Anyway, one day he made a prophecy - he foresaw that he would die on a certain day. “And when the day in the prophecy came, and this ‘prophet’ spent the day without incident, everyone felt at that time—ah, this must be a liar. “But the next day he was found hanging from the rafters of his house. "Tell me, did his prediction succeed or fail?" Note ① The Tarot Club fell into silence. After an unknown period of time, the hoarse voice of "The World" sounded: “I heard a saying once. "Don't be superstitious about divination." Alice knocked on the table twice and replied: "But he is a 'prophet', not a 'divineer'." After remaining silent for a while, Audrey tried to analyze: “I think, I think his prediction failed. "He might be a liar, not a 'prophet' at all - no, maybe he knows a little about medicine? "He used his knowledge to determine the date of death and claimed that it was his own prediction, but after the prediction failed, he hanged himself at home to save his reputation. "So his prediction failed." "But," Alice pointed out the biggest problem in Audrey's point of view, "He did die on the date he predicted. No matter what the reason was, his prediction finally came true." "But, but," Audrey wanted to struggle again, "He committed suicide in the end, doesn't that explain the problem?" Alice chuckled, looked at Audrey, tilted her head and asked, "But how do you know that the death he foresaw was not his suicide on this day?" "...In that case, wouldn't he just say a date as the date of death?" Audrey retorted in confusion.
Alice shrugged and said, "But he finally said that day, so he was destined to die on that day - what's the problem?" Audrey was speechless. She suddenly felt that she didn't want to chat with the Beyonders of the "Destiny" path anymore. At this time, Alger asked tentatively, "Miss Destiny, what do you think?" "Me?" Alice raised her eyebrows, "I think... um..." Alice turned her head, with a bright smile on her lips, and her blue eyes were as clear and transparent as ever. Alice held her chin with her right hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a novel and joyful mood. After thinking for a while, Alice scanned the members of the Tarot Club one by one. After everyone became nervous, she retracted her gaze with satisfaction and set her eyes on Alger again. Looking at Alger's calm face, Alice chuckled, tapped the table rhythmically with her left fingertips, and replied in a brisk tone: "Dying from one's own prophecy is the most perfect ending for a 'prophet'." (End of this chapter)