Klein didn't react at all. Although he knew about this, and even though he actually did it, the Fool obviously shouldn't react to it - unless he planned to admit that it was his beloved who did it. But this was impossible, so the Fool didn't react at all. Instead, Alice slapped the table, glared at the others who looked at her and then looked away: "What do you mean! Why do you think I did this! Do I look like that kind of person!" Miss Destiny, you are not like this, you are... "Justice" Audrey withdrew her gaze and did not dare to speak. "You don't look like that," "The World" commented sincerely. "We can all see that you are not human." "?" Alice glared at him. "Justice" Audrey and others, who had anticipated this, held back their laughter in time. Even the most careless "Moon" Emlyn bit his lips to prevent himself from laughing. "The World" coughed lightly, then said to the others: "It is true that Miss Destiny did not do this. There is no need for her to do this - some of you may have received the news that she is now a saint of the Church of the Night."
This is not secret news. The new version of the Holy Book of the Church of the Night has been spread, and the new saint is no longer a secret. The members of the Tarot Club are just not used to Alice's identity and often can't remember it. They nodded, accepted the matter, and no longer cast suspicion on Alice. "Justice" Audrey even inquired: "Miss Destiny, do you know why this person did this? Has the church investigated the results?" Alice glanced at Mr. Fool at the head of the long bronze table with a smile, then tapped four times on her right chest, drew a Crimson Moon logo, and whispered: "Praise the goddess." This... The members of the Tarot Club soon realized that this behavior was actually an answer, which meant that it was a secret, but... This behavior can be called blasphemy! No matter what Alice has been in the past or what the future will be like, they all know that Miss Destiny is currently just an angel, and the Fool... In the impression of Tarot Club members, the Fool is a more mysterious and powerful existence than the Seven Gods! Even though they knew that Miss Destiny had an ambiguous relationship with these two beings, and had seen Miss Destiny offend Mr. Fool more than once, they all still looked at the head of the long bronze table. Klein knew why they were looking at him. At this moment, in this situation, Klein, who not long ago realized that he might be the Night Blessed, sighed softly. You fools also want to praise the goddess in private... He muttered something in his mind, but he only moved the corners of his lips and glanced at Alice with a smile. Klein didn't say anything, but this glance was enough. Everyone realized that Mr. Fool didn't care about this matter. "The Hanged Man" Alger even remembered Miss Destiny's speech about "hedging your bets" a long time ago. . Miss Destiny seemed to have chosen Mr. Fool because he was the most reliable choice... "The Hanged Man" Alger thought in his mind, and a new question emerged - was it because fate chose this choice that this choice was the most reliable, or was it because this choice was the most reliable that fate chose this choice? The choice? "The Hanged Man" Alger sighed, and then thought of the "prophet" who committed suicide that Alice mentioned. In the face of fate, similar questions seem destined to be misunderstood. However, Miss Destiny...shouldn't she be able to represent destiny at this moment?
"The Hanged Man" Alger glanced at Alice uncertainly. Unfortunately, after all, he lacked understanding of the realm above angels and could not continue to think about it - after all, he was not even a demigod. In the silence, "Hermit" Cattleya turned to "The World" and said: "The information you want will be given to you this week." "Okay." The dummy "World" nodded. This heralded the start or resumption of communication. Alger, the Hanged Man, thought for a moment, turned to Derrick the Sun and asked: "Have you figured out the matter about the former chief's tomb?" "Sun" Derrick said with some shame: "I just made two friends." As an extraordinary person who followed the path of the "sun", he could not win once in ten pure fights with others in the training ground. He finally established a relationship with his former acquaintances by being beaten, but there were only two who could be called friends. . Without waiting for "The Hanged Man" to respond, he quickly added: "However, I have heard that the 'Six-person Council' wants to open that mausoleum. No matter what, at least the characteristics must be recovered." In Silver City, no one thinks such behavior is wrong, because to them, waste is a crime. "The Hanged Man" Alger nodded gently, changed the educational words on his lips and said: “Well done. "You don't have to be a friend to help. When you establish contact with enough people, you will naturally gain a certain amount of intelligence." After receiving the recognition, "Sun" Derrick was stunned for two seconds. The shame in his heart faded away, and he said unkindly: "I'll figure this out further." I will try to make two, no, one more friends before the next tarot party... Derrick quickly set another goal in his heart. Upon seeing this, Klein asked "The World" Gehrman Sparrow to speak in a low voice: "If it involves the realm of death, you can ask me for advice." Alice looked at Klein thoughtfully, thinking of his "favored one" of the "Death God" path. "Thank you, Mr. 'World'." "Sun" Derrick responded gratefully. Alice turned her head to look at "Sun" Derrick. She also wanted to say something on this topic, but it seemed difficult to find a suitable topic. After hesitating for two seconds, she suddenly had a good idea and asked "World": "How is that mushroom?" Klein suddenly remembered his experience in the secret town. He shook his head without thinking and said: "It's dangerous, very dangerous." What mushroom? Dangerous? The members of the Tarot Club looked at each other, and their obscure eyes fell on "World" and Alice, but "World" had no intention of explaining at all. Alice just said disappointedly: "Okay."
After this incident, the Tarot Club no longer had other exchanges. After learning some mystical knowledge from each other, the Tarot Club ended. There was nothing in Roselle's diary this time. Alice returned to the real world after reading it. … In the empty room, Selwyn Muggeridge was awakened by a nightmare again. She hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. Nightmares, insomnia, mumbling and headaches seriously disturbed her sleep quality. Her eyes were bloodshot and there were heavy bags around her eyes. Selwyn looked extremely haggard. If it weren't for the bonus of being a witch, her face would be even uglier. She exhaled and used meditation to slightly relieve the pain. Then she opened the book with a dark blue cover and asked unwillingly: "Is there really no way to solve this situation? I can't stand it anymore!" As he said this, Selwyn grabbed his thick hair and scratched it hard. Soon, he brought down a piece of scalp with hair still on it. This bloody scene did not make Selwyn feel uncomfortable. She smiled comfortably, then her expression became ferocious again. She threw the tuft of hair on the ground viciously, raised her foot and crushed it hard, and shouted at them fiercely: "I told you to run! I told you to run!" As a book, "Cassandra" did not have any emotions about this. It just calmly showed a line of silver text: "There is one thing that may help you." After stepping on the hair, Selwyn raised her head and looked at "Cassandra" with a ferocious and fierce expression. After seeing the line of words, the corners of her lips rose up, and her lips were wide open. His blood-red eyes were full of morbid excitement, and he threw himself on the table, asking impatiently: "What method?" "Cassandra" answered without hesitation: "The perfect ritual can alleviate this situation." "The perfect ritual..." Selwyn repeated absentmindedly, "The perfect ritual... the perfect ritual... the perfect... I want the perfect ritual!" Selwyn's eyes refocused after losing focus, and became excited and crazy again. "Cassandra" seemed to think that things were almost done, and continued the previous words at the right time: "Give them joy, then give them despair, let them burn you in anger, and you can be promoted in the most perfect pain." "I'll go now!" Selwyn's eyes lit up, "I'll go now, I'll go right away, I'll go right away..." Her eyes quickly lost focus again, and she left the room absentmindedly, of course, and did not forget to take the closed "Cassandra" with her. ... Alice was bored when she returned to the real world. She sat at the desk and sighed helplessly. This was her state for the past week. After sending the letter to Amon, Alice's attention never left Tingen City, which was much more than the attention she paid to Klein - Klein only gave a keyword reminder, while she paid attention to Tingen City throughout the whole process. The good news was that Amon didn't seem to be interested in doing anything, or rather, Amon didn't seem to trust Will Auceptin that much. What he wanted was to send Will Auceptin back to his original body. But as a senior angel who had survived from the Fourth Epoch to the present, even if he became a Sequence 1 by chance, he was not as lucky as Alice. Will Auceptin still had some strength. Although compared to Amon, he was definitely blasted to pieces, and even if he had no chance of winning against his clone, Amon seemed to be really helpless against him for a while. Of course, Alice guessed that there was another main reason here, which was that Amon didn't want Will Auceptin to be forced out of control.
Therefore, Amon's main goal so far is indeed to fight Will Auceptin - at least this clone is like this. Alice did not lie when she said at the Tarot Club. Amon's focus has shifted from Backlund, and of course not Tingen City, because He himself has left Tingen City. Alice suspected that just as Amon wanted to kidnap her before, Amon might be trying his best to transfer Will Auceptin into the body of the "God Forsaken Land". It is obvious that at this point, Will Auceptin has absolutely no room for escape. Let alone other things, just the outer position is enough to bet on Will Auceptin. Alice sighed and was about to concentrate on thinking about what she was going to do next, when suddenly, she heard a noisy call in her ear. No, not calling her... Alice's thoughts moved, her soul went up, but her body fell into sleep again. In her dream, Alice glimpsed a strange future. The first thing she saw was a tall wooden cross with a person tied to it. The person looked ferocious and crazy, with many red bloodshot eyes, and it looked like he had not slept well for a long time. Alice felt that this face was somewhat familiar. She frowned and looked down. Under the cross was a pile of unburned dry wood, and around the cross, there were crowds of people. Alice heard a noisy sound, which came from the mouths of these people. After listening carefully, Alice heard what they shouted: "Burn her! Burn her!" Alice blinked dully, and then the firewood on the ground was ignited, and the flames soared into the sky, enveloping the woman on the cross. Alice woke up, blinked lightly, frowned and thought. The first thing she thought of was the familiar facial features. It was easy to use divination to find the source of the familiar feeling. Alice only closed her eyes for a moment and found the corresponding source of memory. Selwyn Muggeridge, who was still a man at that time, appeared in front of her. Alice pinched her eyebrows and remembered the encounter a few months ago. The "Cassandra" in Selwyn's hand, realized the source of this trouble. Alice's mind moved, and suddenly an idea came to her heart. The auxiliary materials of the "Chaos Walker" potion, for others, the difficulty is to find a "prophecy", and it must be a failed "prophecy". This is difficult to determine. Most extraordinary people at this level, if they do not have the help of high-sequence people of the same path, can probably only be entangled with the method of consuming dreams like her. But for her... She herself is a "prophet", she can make a "prophecy" by herself! Her dreams come from the revelation of fate itself, and there is no surprise that the power of fate remains, but her prophecies actually have power. It's just that these prophecies have been realized or are still in the process... At least she remembers it. But she actually doesn't have only one path to go through, dreams... Stealing others' doesn't count, um. I can completely make a "prophecy" on my own initiative, and then break my own "prophecy"... Although this seems to make me look like a liar... Well, this won't affect my role as a "prophet", right? ... Never mind, at most I can just change a group of people to make up for the digestion. Then, I first need to find a suitable carrier for the "prophecy"...