Klein, who has experience, quickly compiled for Alice... ah no, the ritual process has been designed. The only problem now is... "My favorite herbs and hydrosols?" Alice listened carefully to the prayer and touched her chin, "Why not ice cream?" "...Have you ever thought about it," Klein reminded tactfully, "Herbs and hydrosols can be carried with you, but ice cream cannot." Alice suddenly missed the backpack compartment on Amon's body that could keep things fresh. I really want it... By the way, she hasn't really laughed at Amon yet. Alice silently remembered this matter, then sighed and said: "Then try some herbs in the potion formula, lavender, datura, four-leaf clover, violet, lily of the valley, etc..." Note ① Klein agreed. Alice is not sure which stage the ability to automatically respond to rituals comes from, mainly because she skipped it, but in short, she can actually respond to prayers and rituals automatically, instead of watching each one. But the prerequisite for this is that she has a fixed ritual process. ——Otherwise, these rituals may eventually evolve into being held casually by others and she responds casually, without any rules at all...
Ah, the good news is, that way she won't have to worry about anyone finding her. No, in fact, there is still something to worry about. After all, the honorary name cannot... Well, why can't everyone just read the honorary name and let her respond... As soon as this idea came up, Alice sternly suppressed it, warning herself that she must not do such a thing - it was too outrageous, and if any company's teachings were like this, they would definitely become famous. Wait a minute, this actually doesn't seem to be...enough, don't think about it anymore! In order to prevent herself from doing something more outrageous, Alice decided to persecute Amon. 『 To my dear friend, Amon: I realized recently that you actually come from a very long time ago - is it the Second Age or the Third Age? And, at that time, you were the son of the Creator—what was that concept? In our time, that would be...a prince! Oh, you may not know what this word means, um...actually, it’s almost the crown prince here? I mean, assuming there is no extraordinary power, the status is equivalent to the crown prince... In short, you should understand what I mean, right? Moreover, I remember that you were obviously the King of Angels when you were born, right? That’s who you are! You are of such noble birth and extraordinary status! You are so powerful! Actually! it took! For thousands of years! nothing! Become a god! What you did at this time is really a failure! This must have something to do with you not eating on time and going to bed on time to experience the joy of life. By the way, at the end of the letter, I want to ask a very offensive question - not that kind of offense, but a normal offense! Can the Worm of Time... be eaten? Either eat it as a potion ingredient, or cook it as an ordinary ingredient. Is that okay, dear Lord Shijiang? If possible, how should it be cooked? Can it be done with normal cooking methods? Do you need extraordinary strength to participate in the cooking process?
Please, tell me, I'm really, really curious... By the way, your brother has a good temper? I want to know if the Time Worm is edible, Alice. 』 After writing the letter, Alice suddenly remembered a question: "Speaking of which, I am here in Amon, so it is considered a special passage... "What would happen if it were a normal situation, praying with Amon or holding various rituals or something like that?" Alice shuddered as she recalled Amon's tone when he invited her to be his favored one. Well, can this be regarded as a kind of demigod experience card? The kind that is at risk of having your account stolen... I understand, this is telecommunications fraud! Alice suddenly understood, suddenly stretched out her hand and patted the table, and then silently retracted her hand while looking at the faintly cracked table. ...The physical qualities of mythical creatures are just extraordinary. In order not to lose money to the hotel, Alice restored the table, then stood up and arranged the ceremony with a low eyebrow. … In the land abandoned by the gods, after reading the letter, Amon reached out and pushed the monocle on his right eye. After pondering for a moment, he spread his hands, and several insects of time fluttered in his palms. "...How did she come up with such a thing?" Amon muttered to himself incomprehensibly, and suddenly laughed again, "However, although it has extraordinary properties, maybe it can really be made into a dish. …” Watching the Time Worm reintegrate into his palm, Amon pushed up the monocle on his right eye and said thoughtfully: "However, the production process should really require the participation of extraordinary power... Well... let's do an experiment and tell her, let me find out if there are any suitable experimental materials... "Speaking of which, I seem to be looked down upon...Well, what did her last words mean? What ideas did she come up with?" … After doing all this, Alice took a look at the sky outside. It's already dark now, and although there's no rush to get late at night, I have to say... Bayam's nightlife is richer than Backlund's. Alice pretended to sigh deeply and gave up waiting for the figure to disappear from the room in the dead of night. ——"Hermit" Cattleya did remind her of some things, for example, she should leave her name when doing certain things. If you don't leave a name, how can your deeds be praised? Alice appeared outside the ticketing company quietly, took out a deck of tarot cards, took out the "Wheel of Fortune" card, thought for a moment, and used the remaining cards to place a great formula on the ground. ——"1+1=2". There are no Arabic numerals in this world, but Emperor Roselle once wrote Arabic numerals. Alice is not sure if there are talented people who can decipher it - you know, there is no shortage of geniuses in this world. Of course, this is not important, or rather, these people deciphering this line of formula is exactly what Alice wants - look, how interesting it is, after others have tried their best to decipher it, they find that it is a formula without any meaning, how fun it is.
Alice curled the corners of her lips, but did not put down the "Wheel of Fortune" card, but quietly slipped into the ticketing company. The dark night could no longer limit her vision. She found the notice board with the information about the vacant passenger ships in her memory, erased the words on it, and wrote new words on it: "Although the Saint-Furran will encounter a shipwreck and eventually sink during this voyage, the people on board will be fortunately rescued. "No one will lose their lives because of the shipwreck, and no family will be broken up because of the shipwreck - everyone will be safe." After that, she gently placed the "Wheel of Fortune" card on it and disappeared. (End of this chapter)