The next morning, after washing up, Alice came to the exclusive dining room of the first class cabin. On the sea, she lost the entertainment method of eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, but there was a person responsible for playing the violin in the first-class restaurant-it was also a method of entertainment. Emperor Russell didn't copy the music score...it's good. Alice recalled the white top chef's hat invented by Emperor Russell that she had seen, and felt sincerely happy that music in another world was still a pure land. Although this is of no use. Alice filled the bread with jam to the sound of violin music, and then took a bite. The overflowing jam unsurprisingly stained her lips. Suddenly, the surroundings became cold, and Alice's movements paused. She stared at the table in front of her, watching a letter suddenly appear on the table without warning. Alice looked at the envelope that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and was torn between licking the jam off her lips and opening the envelope. This familiar invisible messenger led Alice to speculate that the letter was probably from Bernadette - but why did Bernadette send the letter? Oh, wait, that's not right... Alice suddenly realized where she was now. She raised her head and observed carefully. After confirming that no one was paying attention, she continued to think about the problem.
...Wait a minute, what was she thinking just now? Alice blinked twice blankly, unconsciously stuck out her tongue to lick the jam off her lips, and then couldn't help but stick out her tongue and take another lick. Mmm, so sweet. After licking her lips carefully, Alice stared at the bread and thought for a moment, then covered it with a second piece of bread and sandwiched the jam. This way it won’t get on my lips, I’m so smart! ——Alice thought while licking the jam that flowed onto her hand. It wasn't until she finished chewing the two slices of bread and the jam in the middle that Alice looked at the sticky jam on her hands and fell into deep thought. After staring at her hands for more than ten seconds, Alice came up with a good idea. She pinched the envelope between the little finger and ring finger of her right hand, which had survived the damage. She struggled to let the envelope fall into her pocket, and then went to wash her hands. It wasn't until she washed her hands and returned to the cabin that Alice opened the letter. There was only one line on it: "What kind of god is the Fool?" Bernadette's letter was as short as ever, revealing a feeling that she didn't want to say another word to her - this association mainly came from the goddess. But Bernadette's question confused Alice. After all, she knew about The Fool a long time ago, and Alice couldn't understand why she suddenly asked this question again. Of course, there is another reason why Alice doesn't want to answer this question head-on - she really doesn't know how to describe the Fool. So far, there is no god named "The Fool" in this world. She can't honestly say Mr. Fool is sequence 6. Alice pondered for a moment, and instead of looking for new paper, she directly wrote on the paper and said, "Are you finally going to pray to the Fool?" She stuffed the letter back into the envelope and put it away, throwing it on the bed. She was planning to find an opportunity to summon the messenger after disembarking, but something unexpected happened to her. The envelope disappeared silently in a gust of wind. Alice looked at the empty space and frowned. She realized that Bernadette cared about the reply to this letter far more than she thought. ...What made her suddenly start caring about this? As soon as her mind moved, Alice thought of Cattleya, who was obviously abnormal during the Tarot meeting. It is an obvious fact that Cattleya reacted too violently to Roselle's diary. In addition, she is also obviously a "secret peeper"...
This speculation made Alice feel dissatisfied - it would be fine if no one mentioned it, but Klein had already warned her, so why would she leak the secret without permission? Alice convicted Cattleya without verification. The unobvious anger combined with the contempt for life formed the murderous intention, which was quickly suppressed by Alice. She warned herself in her heart: No, although she and I are both Sequence 5, there is a high probability that I can't beat her... No, that's not right, I shouldn't think that! The roar woke up Alice, allowing her to withdraw her thoughts from the obviously wrong state in time. She turned her head and looked out the window - this was a demonstration to the pirate ship she happened to meet. As the pirate ship wisely sailed away, Alice calmed down and re-examined her previous situation. Alice actually felt very conflicted. It was not the first time she had such a mentality, but she realized that her initial fear of that mentality had long gone. She has happily accepted the other side of herself, accepting that she is both the Shen Yinghuan who likes to play pranks but has no evil intentions, and the... urchin who casually wants to strangle human beings to death? Alice chose this word to define the owner of that emotion. The more familiar she became, the more she understood that the owner of that emotion must be very young, so young that she had no clear concept of good and evil, and so young that she had no idea what death was. ——This is indeed the case. For a child who can come back to life repeatedly, it is indeed difficult to understand the meaning of physical death to ordinary people. In fact, even Alice, who had a clear concept of death, gradually lost her respect for death and sigh for life as she came back to life again and again. This is inevitable. In Alice's opinion, it was not like another person, but another possible self. "Just like Shen Yinghuan and I can't actually be summarized as one person..." Alice walked to the window and murmured thoughtfully, "In fact, it's more like... more like the middle value of the two." This is something she had already vaguely noticed. She put her hand on the window of the cabin, looking at the calm sea, and suddenly had an extremely dangerous idea. She added a bad luck buff to the ship. What will happen? Alice turned around with anticipation, leaned against the bulkhead and began to pray: "The fool who does not belong to this era, "The mysterious master above the gray fog, "The yellow and black king who controls good luck, "I pray for your attention, "I pray for your listening, "Test whether Cattleya knows Bernadette. I suspect that she leaked the Tarot Club to Bernadette-although this may not be considered a leak. "But, no matter what, Mr. Fool's words were violated right after he finished speaking. If he didn't react at all, it would be too embarrassing, right? "Go and teach her a lesson, Mr. Fool!" (End of this chapter)