Facing Alice's confused eyes, Arrodes showed a line of blood-colored text that was slightly lighter than before: "You...can you please stop asking such dangerous questions?" Alice was lost in thought. Although she didn't think about it when she asked the question, after Arrodes' reaction, Alice still thought deeply about her question. The most beautiful existence in this world is undoubtedly the god who has the power of "beauty". However...it is regrettable that the power of "beauty" seems to have been broken up like "destiny" at present. Perhaps powers such as "secrets", "souls" and "dreams" have also been broken up, or... everyone's powers are actually sewn together with a bunch of rags? So... Alice's question, in a sense, can also be understood as who has more authority in the field of "beauty". It was obvious that Arrodes didn't dare say a word about this. "Okay," even though he didn't get an answer, Arrods' sincere attitude barely satisfied Alice, "I'll try my best." The words above Arrodes shook tremblingly and turned into new words:
"Thank you for your tolerance." Alice accepted the compliment without any guilt and began to ask more normal questions: "Did you know that there is... a book with an ocean blue cover that calls itself 'Cassandra' to the outside world... It seems to have an honorary name, which seems to come from the extraordinary characteristics of a 'prophet'. “Do you know what this book is really about?” Alice's description was vague, but Arrodes did not ignore the problem. Alice saw the picture on the mirror flow, and a book with an ocean blue cover appeared. The book was held by a pair of gloved hands, and the whole picture was shown. The owner of the hands was wearing a black robe, and under the half-covered hood was the face of a young woman. This woman had sharp features and a very obvious scar on her right eye - there was no doubt that this was Sylvia Mulherney. Alice recognized this face at once, and at the same time, Alice saw the looming silver runes on the book in Sylvia's arms condensed into a silver eye. What seemed to be this At the signal, Sylvia reached out and opened the book. Just when Alice wanted to see what she could see after opening it, the picture on the mirror disappeared, and a line of text appeared on the mirror: "Is it this book?" Alice nodded, and a new line of text appeared: "It's acting as a prophet." ……ah? Alice opened her mouth in surprise. If you say that Sylvia is playing a "prophet", Alice will definitely believe it - Miss Sylvia is really a "prophet" and cannot be more "prophet", which perfectly fits Alice's stereotype of "prophet" impression. But...that book is acting as a "prophet"? What did it do? Isn't it instigating Sylvia to pretend to be a ghost? No, is it possible that the way you play "Prophet" is the same as that of the "Instigator" next door?
Alice didn't try to ask this question. Firstly, she was still too far away from being a "prophet". Asking about the acting rules now would easily have a bad impact on future acting. Secondly... It's not like she has no chance to see this mirror again. But this did not prevent Alice from being deeply confused by Arrods's answer. In retaliation, she decided to let Arrods be confused with her: "You obviously have no eyes, how did you see me nodding?" At this moment, Anthony has learned to be a quiet background, ignoring Alice's strange questions from time to time. ——As long as Alice doesn't ask questions like "How do I get the goddess to turn into a wolf form for me to touch?", he should be able to keep calm. Her question successfully made all the pictures and words on the mirror disappear. Then, Alice was surprised to find that Arrodes had become an ordinary mirror - it reflected the indoor scene. Alice realized that she might have asked a stupid question. When she was thinking about how to hide it, the image on the mirror disappeared and new words appeared: "Unfortunately, I am just a mirror and cannot have a pair of eyes as beautiful and wise as yours. "I'm glad that I am a mirror and I can look into your eyes so close." Alice's mouth opened wide in surprise. She swallowed, swallowed back the curse words and Internet slang she subconsciously wanted to blurt out, and squeezed out a sentence from her throat: "You are good at talking." "Thank you for your compliment." Arrodes said without changing his expression - well, of course the mirror doesn't have expressions, at least Alice didn't think she could see the expression in a mirror. Alice shook her head, determined to avoid the topic: "What's your problem?" The words and pictures on the mirror disappeared. A full minute passed before a line of text slowly appeared: "Who stole the donation box of the 'Storm Church'?" Yes, who is it? Alice cautiously glanced at Archbishop Anthony next to her... Well, he guessed the answer, right? Alice looked away guiltily. It must have been Amon who did it... No, no, you can't lie... Alice gritted her teeth and said firmly with eyes: "It's Amon's clone!" ——Of course it was Amon's clone. She stole it under the guise of Amon's clone. How could it not be Amon's clone? Rounding it off, it would be Amon... No, forget it, this is too much... So, how great am I! I can come up with such a wonderful answer! Alice's eyes flickered, and she quickly became proud. She almost couldn't wait to find someone to promote her wonderful analysis. She looked around and looked at Archbishop Anthony and Arrodes, and she decided to shut up. ... It always felt inappropriate. Arrodes didn't know Alice's mood, but at this moment, it showed its excellent professionalism. The text that popped up was not a dry "correct answer", but a sincere praise: "What a wonderful answer!" It even showed a few stick figures cheering and applauding on the mirror.
——Now Alice can see the expression of the mirror. This made Alice's eyes light up, and she stared at the mirror and blurted out: "You can use emoticons!" The last word, perhaps because she felt that Chinese characters were too awkward here, Alice used "memes". Arrodes obviously didn't understand this, and a line of text appeared on the mirror: "Please forgive my stupidity and ignorance, I can't understand your deep meaning..."