After discovering that Alice was really planning to give up on this proposal, Klein's smile became a little more sincere: "I have a way for you to talk to it. "However, we can try other methods first? For example, I can write a letter to 'Lieutenant General Iceberg' first..." After Alice hesitated for a few seconds, she nodded. … The letter to Edwina was not difficult to write. After all, Klein had mentioned Alice's schooling to Edwina before, and now he was just bringing up the old matter again to confirm the matter. The real change came after Reinette Tinichole appeared. Alice obviously remembered the messenger lady who she asked why there was no head on her neck. After seeing Reinette appear with four heads, she took a few steps back with guilty conscience. This instead attracted Reinette's attention. Four pairs of red eyes all fell on her. Alice thought for a moment and silently moved behind Klein.
Klein moved aside, exposing Alice to her disbelieving eyes, and then said to Reinette Tinichole: "Just write back and send it to her." Reinette Tinichole looked at Alice deeply before biting the envelope and leaving. As soon as He left, Klein turned to Alice and asked, "If you were so scared, why did you talk like that then?" Alice covered her face with her hands and replied weakly: "The mouth moves on its own..." After a pause, she put down her hand and emphasized: "I'm not afraid of Him! I'm an angel too! We're only half as good as each other at most!" Klein would not comment on this. After punching the cotton, Alice instantly lost interest in talking. She waved her hand and said, "I'm going back first. Call me if you need anything." After saying that, she fell backwards, fell to the ground under Klein's stunned eyes, and then disappeared before falling. … Alice's body fell heavily on the bed under the influence of gravity. She remained motionless and closed her eyes without any struggle. Ten minutes later, she opened her eyes again and looked at Reinette Tinichole, who was holding four heads. "You... just put it down." Alice said as she looked at the reply letter held in Reinette Tinichole's mouth. Renette Tinichole indeed put down the letter, but she did not disappear immediately. Instead, she asked Alice: "You..." "Need..." "Messenger..." "Do you?" Alice was stunned for a moment. She had indeed been eager to get a messenger, or to be precise, she hoped to have a special messenger. The messenger who carries four heads and is an angel does meet the criteria of "special", so... Alice stared at Renette Tinichole. After more than ten seconds, she curved a gentle and distant social smile and asked him in a soft but emotionless voice: "What do you want?"
This was too straight to the point. Reinette Tinichole did not speak immediately and seemed to be thinking about it, but Alice had no intention of waiting any longer. She kept smiling and said: “Go back and come to me again when you have figured out what you want and the chips you can afford. "I'm not the one who would accept an angel from an unknown source as a messenger...even though he didn't know you were an angel at first." Renette Tinichole disappeared after a moment of silence. After confirming that there was nothing else in the room, Alice breathed a sigh of relief and fell back on the bed. "The social smiles of nobles are sometimes useful..." Alice murmured to herself and fell into a deep sleep. … At three o'clock in the afternoon, the tarot meeting will arrive as scheduled. "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~" "Justice" Audrey's brisk greeting sounded. Alice sat in her seat and blinked twice, finally remembering what she had forgotten. ——“Iron Knight tastes really good” has not spread yet! Let's sell some more before being caught and going to class... Alice nodded with satisfaction and listened to Audrey finish her greetings. The content of this Tarot session seemed lackluster. No one received a new Russell diary, and no one proposed a new deal. Only Alice raised her hand and asked: "Have you ever heard of the Shadow of Doom and the Snake of Crow's Shadow? "Well, it would be better if there are traces, but now I mainly need to know what this is..." The demigod-level monster seemed to be temporarily beyond the capabilities of the Tarot Club. Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Only Cattleya the Hermit said: “I know a little bit, but it’s probably not complete. "The Shadow of Doom's body is composed of bottomless black mist, which can penetrate walls and obstacles, and physical attacks cannot harm them. "The Crow Shadow Snake is a winged snake. It is said that this creature has the power to directly attack people's spirituality and can make people become trance-like and even produce certain hallucinations. "This is probably not complete information. The only thing I can be sure of is that these two monsters are very powerful and weird, and their overall strength is close to the demigod level." It's not complete, but at least it's not complete... Alice exhaled and smiled at Cattleya: "Thank you for your information, Ms. Hermit." After a pause, she thought about the blood of mythical creatures again, and asked hesitantly: "Ms. Hermit, do you have a container for the blood of mythical creatures?" Cattleya nodded, and then added: "Miss Destiny, you don't have to worry. I'm afraid I can't do what you asked for for the time being..." She didn't finish her words, but Alice held her forehead and understood what she meant - no one would believe in such a preaching without anything, right? But... Alice lowered her eyes and smiled:
"There is one thing that may help a little." She leaned back leisurely, her eyes passed over everyone, and finally fell on Cattleya, and said as if singing: "Although the Saint Furran will encounter a shipwreck and eventually sink during this voyage, the people on the ship will be lucky to be rescued. "No one will lose their lives in the shipwreck, and no family will be broken up because of the shipwreck - everyone will be safe. " While speaking, Alice's eyes swept over the members of the Tarot Club one by one. "Justice" Audrey, "Magician" Folsi, and "Moon" Emlyn all looked a little confused, and "Sun" Derrick was even more confused. But the expressions of "Hanged Man" Alger and "Hermit" Cattleya were obviously moved. Alger even said: "I met a tourist from the Saint Furan... He was floating on the sea for an unknown period of time holding a piece of wood, and nothing happened. "Is this matter related to you?" (End of this chapter)
