"Yes." Someone replied. Alice did not look at the picture on the ground. The picture bursting out of her brain was not in line with her aesthetics. She had no interest in appreciating it. As for what Selwyn knew... Alice tilted her head and stretched out her hand forward as if she had a premonition. A book with a dark blue cover appeared in her hand at the right moment. She opened it gently and a line of silver text quietly emerged: "Do you want to know what happened, Your Highness?" Alice didn't speak. She stared coldly at the book in her hand for two seconds, then raised her hand to close the book and walked upstairs. The book didn't seem to be willing to be ignored like this. It opened it again, revealing new words: "It's safe up there now. You can leave the exploration work to others." Alice stopped and frowned at the book in her hand. She remembered Selwyn's words before he died, lowered his head with a strange expression, frowned and asked: "...You won't tell me that you are my believer, right?"
"Cassandra" denied this without hesitation: "Of course not." Alice breathed a sigh of relief, and the strange feeling in her heart faded slightly. Just as she was about to take a step forward, a new line of text appeared after this: "I am a sacrifice, Your Highness." ...? The expression on Alice's face solidified little by little. The "Nighthawk" seemed to have noticed something was wrong. In the silence, someone asked: "Sir, this book...?" After two seconds of silence, Alice raised her head and looked upstairs. After confirming that it was safe, she closed her eyes and said: "It's safe upstairs. You can go up and investigate. As for this book..." Alice paused for a moment, looked down at the book in her hand, and asked aloud: "What should I call you? 'Cassandra'?" The text on the page disappeared, and after a moment, a new line of silver text appeared: "He called me 'The Book of Answers.'" He... Alice's eyebrows twitched, she closed the book again, turned to the others and said: "The 'Book of Answers' comes from the extraordinary characteristics of a 'prophet' - that is, the Sequence 2 level. The effect... well, I don't know, but what is clear is that it has a certain prophetic ability and has extremely High activity and even intelligence, able to communicate, in addition... “It can move its position and carry the holder with it, and it seems to... "Choose the protagonist?" When she mentioned this, Alice subconsciously glanced at "Cassandra" lying on her hand. After finding that the other party was motionless, she raised her head and continued:
“I don’t know the specific situation, I’m just talking about the ‘protagonists’ I know... They have two things in common. "One is that life has undergone tremendous changes due to its existence, which may be good or bad, and the other is... “They had a lot of trust in the book—an unusual amount of trust.” After saying this, Alice exhaled and asked them: "Well... for a report, these should be enough, right?" No one spoke. They looked at each other. After communicating with their eyes, one person asked in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do with it?" Alice looked at him and frowned. The man seemed to realize that his tone was wrong and hurriedly explained: "That's right, Your Excellency. "As a rule, after discovering a '0' level sealed object, we should first report it to the church. Moreover, '0' level sealed objects are very dangerous..." Alice understood. "I'm not bewitched," she interrupted directly, "I don't think the goddess would watch me being bewitched either." She thought about it and moved out the goddess, which was indeed more credible than her own. Others were relieved. When Alice saw this, she disappeared without hesitation with the book in her arms. After placing "Cassandra" on the desk, Alice also sat down in front of the desk. Without reaching out, she leaned on the back of the chair and looked at "Cassandra" without saying a word. "Cassandra" did not intend to be patient with her. Its pages opened by themselves, and silver words were displayed on it: "You don't believe me." "Isn't this natural?" Alice asked in surprise, "I believe you are the weird one, right? I don't want to be like the two previous masters you had." "Then you can crush me," "Cassandra" replied without hesitation. "Crush me and let me return to my extraordinary characteristics. Then I will be safe." "?" Alice's eyebrows jumped and she looked at it with a questioning look. As if sensing something, "Cassandra" said freely: "The authenticity of this sentence should be verifiable to you." ...it's true. Alice knew this. When Klein was looking for a way to remove the pollution from the 'True Creator', he chose this method - as long as the extraordinary characteristics were crushed and then re-condensed, the pollution would be excluded. And this can also make "Cassandra", which exists as a magical item, completely lose consciousness, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. As for whether she can crush it... isn't there a goddess? There was nothing wrong with this proposal from beginning to end. It was as if I had truly considered it from Alice's perspective and made her the most reassuring and feasible suggestion - but the problem was right here. "Well," Alice knocked on the table and decided to ask some meaningful questions, "What did Selwyn mean by those words?" "I don't know," "Cassandra" said without hesitation, "I'm not Selwyn, I don't know what she's thinking, but I guess she did that probably because I told her the truth."
"What truth?" Alice frowned. "Cassandra" slowly revealed new silver text: "I didn't tell her before that the potion needs to be digested and that Beyonders may lose control. At the same time, I told her that as long as she is promoted to Sequence 4 'Iron Knight', she will turn back into a man..." Alice felt like she was falling into an ice cave. Without thinking too much, she realized what kind of impact this would bring. Selwyn would definitely try his best to get promoted, even before the potion was completely digested... "By the way," "Cassandra" added, "I didn't tell her about the existence of the potion formula. I just guided her to find extraordinary characteristics..." Alice took a breath and murmured in a low voice: "I kind of understand why she is like that..." Thinking of Selwyn's almost crazy look, Alice was no longer surprised. She thought that anyone who had experienced such a thing and suddenly learned the truth would not be able to accept it. What's more, she might have thought that she was the right person, and "Cassandra" was her golden finger... Thinking of this possibility, Alice's mouth twitched for a moment, and then asked: "Why did she say she burned you?" "That was a dream," "Cassandra" replied, "In her state, it is normal to confuse dreams with reality...isn't it?" Alice didn't say anything. She agreed with this sentence. Judging from Selwyn's behavior before jumping off the building, this was indeed a normal thing. After sorting out the cause and effect of the matter, Alice exhaled, then raised her eyebrows and asked: "It shouldn't be a coincidence that she can live to this day?" "Of course," "Cassandra" continued to answer, "She is destined to die in front of you, in your hands... just like me." Alice's pain shrank for a moment, she thought of Selwyn's voice of believer again, and thought of "Cassandra" saying that she was a sacrifice, she asked coldly: "What do you mean?" "Is she a sacrifice like you?" "How does she deserve it?" "Cassandra" did not hesitate. ...? It really looks like that kind of fanatic... Alice took a breath, pressed the table and asked: "Do you know me?" The words on the page disappeared, and after more than ten seconds, new silver words appeared: "You can say you know me, or you can say you don't know me. "I know you in the past. At that time, you... no, they were like two people. "And now... I know you are not the worse one, but it seems that you are not the other one either... "But it seems that they are all you." Alice paused.
She felt like she understood what "Cassandra" said. This was something she had been guessing about the past. -The one who appeared in front of others at that time might not be one person, but two people. One was very gullible and could be fooled by Will Ausetin, and the other... would fool others with that gullible face. If He had a face. This guess has never been confirmed. She didn't even encounter many clues. On the one hand, she didn't take the initiative to look for it, and on the other hand, her past traces didn't seem to be well known to the public. If "Cassandra" was telling the truth, this was undoubtedly strong evidence, which was also in line with Alice's self-perception-relatively speaking, she might be more inclined to the one who was easier to fool, but now, she is no longer just anyone. Just as Song Shu said to her in the dream, they are inseparable. Alice has already realized that it is meaningless to worry about who she is. She is Alice now, the sum of everything in the past. They or They together make up the present her, all of them are her, and none of them are her. In other words, she is no one. Well, in modern times, this should be called sacred cutting... No, maybe it can be said in a more philosophical way, the me in the past is not the me now... Thoughts turned in her mind, fed back to reality, and turned into a long sigh. Alice focused her attention on "Cassandra" again. She did not try to distinguish whether "Cassandra"'s words just now were true or false. She would make a decision after asking. Moreover, even if it was a lie, it was not completely worthless. Alice shook her head and continued to ask: "Why did Selwyn say you are my believer, and why..." She paused, frowned, and asked with a strange expression: "Why do you say you are a sacrifice?" "Cassandra" asked back: "Your promotion to the 'prophet' ceremony has not yet been settled, right?" If she had a face, Alice felt that "Cassandra" would have smiled like a riddle man, because she usually had a similar expression when she said this. Alice had to admit that her promotion to the 'prophet' ceremony had not yet been settled. In fact, she didn't even understand the meaning of that sentence! -Take the potion when the torrent of fate converges. This is a ritual that is comparable to the ritual of the riddle man and the ritual of Sequence 0. No, that can't be said. In fact, the ritual of Sequence 0 is very straightforward. It's just at the right opportunity. Although the right opportunity is a little hard to find, this is different. This is really incomprehensible... Alice's expression twisted for a moment. She looked down at "Cassandra" and gritted her teeth: "What, do you have a way?" "I am a 'prophet'," "Cassandra" replied, "In all stories, there are 'prophet's' - 'prophet' is the intersection." Alice was slightly startled, and suddenly had a bad premonition. She stared at "Cassandra" and a new line of text appeared on it: "Fate intersects here with me... Kill me and use me as the material for your potion to be promoted to 'prophet'. You will become a new intersection and a new 'prophet'.
"And before I met you, I had accumulated enough stories for you..." A chill surged from the bottom of her heart. Alice finally understood why "Cassandra" had no objection to her killing it - as it said, it was a sacrifice, and sacrifices must die. This is its wish. Alice wanted to tell herself that these words might be false, and it might be lying to itself like it had to its previous masters, but... What is the meaning of this lie? Alice couldn't think of it, because the biggest meaning of this lie seemed to be to destroy the book and turn it back into an extraordinary characteristic, which would not be of any benefit to "Cassandra" - unless it was really a fanatic. ...But my fanatic shouldn't have to lie to me like this, right? Could it be that it didn't believe in me...? Alice felt that her Her mind was like a ball of paste. She turned it over and over in her mind, trying her best to mix the paste and regain consciousness. But this was doomed to fail. The paste in her mind became more and more chaotic. In a daze, Alice dug out the name that "Cassandra" had left several times from her memory, crushed it and stuffed it into the paste. ... Eh? With a flash of inspiration, Alice took out the crushed powder again and pieced it together bit by bit. She stared at "Cassandra" intently and said in a low voice: "What does that name... mean?" The open book lay quietly on the table, and the occasional breeze did not move the pages until Alice asked a question, and the blank parchment page slowly emerged with silver words: "You finally asked me this question, Your Highness." Alice's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and she stared at "Cassandra" intently, waiting for new words to emerge from it. (End of this chapter)