The tarot session ends quietly with a discussion about Zillinges, and Alice returns to a life of being banned from going out and having her holidays cancelled. In fact, there was nothing for her to do when she stayed at the Blackthorn Security Company, but to be honest, it was really boring... Alice let out a sigh for the first time - rather, it was precisely because there was nothing that she needed to do that she It is so boring. Therefore, when the injured "Sword of the Goddess" Her Excellency Cressite Sesima appeared, Alice felt a little excited. Don't get me wrong, she's not gloating, she's just bored. His golden-brown hair was shaved very short, and his dark green eyes were unusually calm. His entire face was hidden by a high collar. When Alice saw him, he had already received preliminary treatment and was leaning on his back leisurely. On the back of the chair. Suddenly seeing a stranger, Alice stopped in her tracks. At the same time, her inspiration exploded in an instant - oh, this is a strong man who is very dangerous to her. This knowledge calmed down Alice's joy in new things. She cautiously stopped. Although her inspiration told her that the strong man in front of her had no ill intentions, she still considered the possibility of turning around and leaving now. Alice's footsteps obviously alarmed the gentleman. He raised his head and looked at Alice, and then showed a clear look in his eyes: "It's you, that child." His voice was gentle, and he showed a smile when he spoke. Such a gentle attitude made Alice give up the idea of leaving, and asked aloud: "Do you know me?" "You don't recognize me... that's right, you were still awake when I left." Sesima responded with a chuckle.
These words instantly made Alice understand his identity - this is the "Goddess Sword" Sesima who came to Tingen for her matter. This gentleman actually appeared when Klein was promoted to "Joker", but the people with whom Klein shared his experience did not include Alice. He only intermittently hinted at the "acting method" with everyone individually. Naturally, Alice, who knew that the "acting method" existed and had been avoiding Klein, was not included in the calculation. Therefore, Alice was not included in the people who swore an oath in front of the goddess's sacred object. This is the first time Alice has seen this gentleman since she woke up. "Your Excellency Sesima," Alice quickly bowed to Sesima, "What are you...?" "It was a little unexpected," Sesima shook her head and motioned for Alice to sit down. "The red gloves I led accidentally got into a fight with Mr. A." This is not the first time something like this has happened during this period. I don’t know how many encounters between the Red Gloves Team and Mr. A have happened recently, but... Alice was keenly aware that this gentleman was obviously injured. This also means that this gentleman was injured in this encounter with Mr. A. In fact, Mr. A has been hiding from the red gloves recently when he can. For the "Sleepless One" path, which is not good at long-distance movement, pursuit is obviously impossible. So...why did Mr. A suddenly change his mind? An uneasy premonition resurfaced in Alice's heart, but due to the lack of key points, her private attempts at divination ended in failure every time, and she didn't even know how to warn others. The spiritual intuition of extraordinary people is indeed very magical sometimes. Both Dunn and Red Gloves paid attention to Alice's uneasiness, especially Alice's frequent and unexplained uneasiness, which means that this matter is different. Ordinary. But the human spirit cannot be tense all the time. Sesima soon noticed the reappearance of restlessness in Alice. Having already heard the relevant reports, he obviously knew that this was a kind of uneasiness that could not be found for a reason. He could do nothing but be vigilant. In the end, Sesima just gave Alice a comforting smile: "Don't worry, at least we won't let civilians be at the front." civilian. Alice suddenly fell silent. She actually hated this feeling from the bottom of her heart. Although she was also a night watcher in name, people seemed to regard her as a child who had not grown up, caring about her, taking care of her, and protecting her... Of course Alice was delighted with this kind of care at first. For a lonely soul with no past and far away from her hometown, this kind of care effectively weakened Alice's uneasiness in facing a strange environment, and she gradually established trust in the world around her. and dependence, but she always felt uncomfortable with it. ...She seems to hate being protected. why? Alice had vague guesses in her heart, starting from that sad dream. She suspected that she had assumed such a protected role in the past, but at that time she was powerless and could only watch those who protected her die before her eyes for various reasons. ...However, I am clearly capable of protecting myself now. Alice pursed her lips, lowered her head and lowered her eyes. The corners of her mouth raised an insincere arc, and she said with dissatisfaction like any child who longs to grow up: "But I am obviously a Nighthawk. I am obviously a Nighthawk." A Sequence 7 Beyonder, I am stronger than most of the Beyonders in Tingen City.” "But you're not even an adult yet." Then Sesima looked at Alice as if she were a wayward child. Alice opened her mouth, but could not utter a rebuttal. After all, it was an undisputed fact that she was not an adult.
Looking at her unconvinced expression, Cecima suddenly laughed out loud. He sat up a little straighter and said to Alice in a negotiating tone: "How about this, when this matter is over, I will talk to Dunn and arrange a mission for you to join the team - how about it?" "Really?" Alice's eyes lit up. "Really," Cecima nodded, reaffirming his words again, "and you are already Sequence 7. If you perform well, you can apply to join the Red Gloves after you are familiar with handling extraordinary events - then you will be the elite among us." Such words are actually no different from what adults would say to coax children when they were young, and are better than the pie that bosses draw to their employees. At least this is a pie that contains concern, but in terms of not being able to achieve this, there is basically no difference. Of course Alice would not believe this. She bet that if she applied to join the Red Gloves, no one would agree unless she worked as a Night Watcher for three, five, or ten years... But at least, Cecima's previous words should be true. Such a big shot couldn't possibly lie to her about this, right? With the expectation of becoming a de facto Night Watcher, Alice smiled happily.