Returning to the real world, Alice collapsed on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and whispered to herself: "Klein is also at Sequence 4... "Well, tomorrow, let's go to Ian's place to get the painting back tomorrow. After all, Selwyn's matter has been over for several days... "When I get back from the captain's wedding, I'm going to prepare to be promoted to Sequence 3... Well, speaking of, how do I play the role of a 'Chaos Walker'? "By the way, there is also Klein's secret partner..." Alice frowned and sat up from the bed again. Having seen Amon's clone and Klein's secret puppet, Alice naturally knew that the fate of existences like clones and secret puppets would overlap with their masters. The conditions of need are probably deep parasitism and complete control - Leonard can be used as a counterexample for this. For Alice now, if she looks carefully, she can find Pales who is hidden by Leonard's fate. The two of them are not one. But Klein's secret partner has undoubtedly overlapped with Klein in destiny. After seeing Klein use Ludwell to absorb Medici, Alice realized the possible consequences of this.
——The evil spirit of the King of Angels cannot be indifferent to fate. He must be able to detect the connection between the fate of the secret puppet and its master, and thus find the master of the secret puppet! ...Klein, you have attracted yourself a King of Angels! Alice closed her eyes in pain and then opened them again. After some hesitation, she decided to wait until Klein saw the psychiatrist before stimulating him. … Ian was still predictably frightened when he saw Alice again. Alice had no interest in teasing children this time. When they were the only two left in the billiard room No. 3, she said to Ian: "Give me that painting back." Ian breathed a sigh of relief, immediately showed a smile, and said to Alice: "Wait a moment, I'll get it for you right now!" Then, Alice saw Ian setting up the bench, climbing up to a high place and taking down the painting. She looked at the rickety bench and was heartbroken for a moment, then looked at the painting in Ian's hand, and finally decided not to let him fall. Ian, who didn't know that he had escaped a bullet, handed over Alice's words and said eagerly: "After I got the painting from you, I hung it in this billiard room. Everyone who came here saw the painting." Alice looked at his enthusiastic expression. After pondering for two seconds, she took the painting and stood up. She reached out and patted his shoulder and said: “Well done. "Next time I need help with something, I will call you again!" Ian's body froze suddenly. Alice looked at his ugly face and asked him as if she didn't know what to do: "What's wrong? Your face doesn't look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ian twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, and responded to her:
"No, I'm just too excited." "That's good." Alice waved goodbye to him with a smile. … When July 1st arrived, Klein had not yet returned from the Southern Continent. Of course, it doesn't matter. He traveled to the wedding through "travel", but not in his original appearance - he was worried that Benson and Melissa saw their relatives resurrected from the dead. In the end, Klein did not appear as anyone's male or female companion. He took his unnamed invitation, wrote his name on it, and blended in with the ordinary guests. It took Alice some time to find Klein. She looked at him with a strange expression for a while, and then started to glare at the guests who were looking at her strangely one by one. ——This white robe without shoes seems a bit too trendy in Tingen. Halfway through her stare, Alice suddenly felt that someone was looking at her. She searched for the source of the sight in confusion, and finally found the captain in the ceremony area. The gaze met her from a distance, then slowly moved down, and finally landed on the ice cream in her hand. Alice lowered her head to look at the ice cream in her hand, and blinked slowly. ...Which number is this? She showed an innocent smile towards the ceremony area, but Dunn only looked at her for a few seconds, then looked away and started communicating with the clergy beside her that Alice didn't know. Alice stared at the two of them closely, time passed quietly, and the wedding began in her gaze. The ceremony went smoothly without any glitches. Seeing Ms. Daly and Captain Dunn say "I do" in the blessing of the master of ceremonies, Alice felt a trance in her heart. She searched the crowd, and then simply Contacted Klein directly through spirituality: "Do you think this wedding was invented by Emperor Russell?" Klein was hidden in the crowd and lost in thought. The next part was similar to the wedding in Alice's memory. Alice waited patiently until the end of the banquet. After the banquet, she approached Klein and asked him with his doubtful eyes: "Have you found your secret partner?" Klein shook his head in confusion. Alice met his gaze and told him carefully: "The fate of the secret puppet and the fate of the master are connected... It's better to say that Enzo you left behind is just a corpse after you take the initiative to release the control. "But Ludwell...getting Medici's evil spirit into Ludwell's body is indeed a genius idea, but... "Are you ready to be visited by a king of angels?" Klein's expression froze as Alice spoke. He froze and asked hesitantly: "... So serious?" Alice nodded solemnly. Klein frowned, thinking that it must be something serious if even Alice took it seriously. Alice glanced at him and suddenly remembered Sharf who was left behind. She slapped her head and said:
"By the way, I prepared a gift for you to advance to Sequence 4..." "What?" Klein subconsciously became nervous. He didn't have a good impression of the "gift" Alice mentioned, and his eyes became alert when he looked at Alice. Seeing his expression, Alice immediately covered her chest with both hands, looking heartbroken. Klein couldn't help but twitch his mouth after just one look, and raised his hand to hit her. Alice returned to normal before Klein's hand came down, and replied: "I prepared a secret doll for you... a 'craftsman'." Klein was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "You are not talking about the 'craftsman' who had problems before?" "That's him," Alice nodded, "but Ms. 'Hermit' and Mr. 'Hanged Man' seem to want to investigate something through him... Well, I'll ask them first, and if they need it, I'll ask them to make up a secret doll for you!" Klein opened his mouth and closed it again, and asked: "Why do you want me to turn that 'craftsman' into a secret doll?" Alice looked back and answered confidently: "He looked at me with a very disgusting look... You know what I mean." After a moment of silence, Klein said with a strange expression: "Okay, I think I know... "The new secret doll... Do you understand what I mean? " "I know," Alice rolled her eyes, "Don't worry, few pirates are good people anyway..." That's right... Klein glanced at Alice, exhaled, and sighed: "Will Medici really come after me?" "Don't worry," Alice patted his shoulder with sympathy and comfort, "Amon, that's a special case, as for Medici... I don't think you are qualified enough for Medici to target you." Klein showed an unbelievable expression, Alice glanced at him, thought for a while, and added: "But He might use you... Well, anyway, you'd better be careful. If He really wants to embarrass you, don't forget that you have someone behind you!" "...Okay. "Klein nodded with mixed feelings. ... "Sequence 3..." In the study, Alice pushed the beaker containing the potion with a dark look in her eyes. Although the potion still had an indescribable attraction to her, Alice was able to retain a certain degree of rationality in front of the potion. Under the interference of the strong attraction, she carefully observed the potion in front of her. The potion of "Chaos Walker" was like a bowl of colorful quicksand, or, Alice would like to use a more appropriate word - she felt that the beaker contained oil paint. But unlike normal oil paint, the different colors in this potion were not mixed together, but were separated. They could not be called clear-cut, because the boundaries of different colors had long been blurred, They intersected with each other, but they each held their own territory, splitting the potion into many different colors. Alice tried it, but even if she stirred it or shook the beaker, she couldn't mix the colors together, which made her a little confused.
——Why is the potion called "Chaos Walker" but so clear? Alice tilted her head, frowned slightly, and stopped thinking. She took the potion and drank it in one gulp. Fortunately, although the potion did not taste good, it did not have a greasy and bitter pungent taste like oil paint. It would not make people feel nauseous as soon as they put it in their mouth or even smelled it, but it was still within the range of being swallowed. Cold The sticky potion fell into her mouth, and it quickly slid across her throat like a soft snake and disappeared into her body. Alice felt that her spirituality was elevated all of a sudden, and she seemed to be in that long river with shimmering waves again. She knew that was the long river of fate. Before she could react, a huge wave hit her. Alice felt that she was suddenly wrapped up by something. Then, in the hazy light and shadow, she glimpsed two selves. One was the scene in her dream, she was only a few years old, lying on the hospital bed, someone surrounded her, whispered to her "Huanhuan", and hoped that she would wake up. The other was in the study, where Alice saw herself lying on a chair with faint white scales on her body. She admired and left She looked at the unconscious little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, with nostalgia. Are you eager to go home? —— Actually not. Do you miss the past world? —— Actually not. Alice almost never accepted that she was Shen Yinghuan, so she lacked a sense of belonging to both worlds. She was not as eager to go home as Klein, but she was also not attached to the present. If possible, she would rather hope that nothing had happened, and she would not have to care about anything or do anything. ... Maybe this can also be considered homesickness? Alice's attention lingered on the sleeping self, and the flowing river water enveloped her soul, bringing a deep feeling of suffocation to the soul, as well as the powerlessness and sleepiness derived from the suffocation. Alice knows what this is - she is facing a choice, she can choose to sleep like this, maybe she will never wake up again, she can enjoy an ordinary but carefree life in her dream. Of course, she can also choose to face the truth right before her eyes and see the true face of the "Key of Light". ——She is very close to the throne. Thinking of the Tarot Club, Silver City, Moon City, and finally "Cassandra", Alice finally made up her mind, cruelly looked away, and reached out to grasp the invisible connection. The looming white scales on her body became clearer and clearer, and Alice's fingertips got closer and closer to her body. The constantly fluctuating river water swayed her, but it had the power to firmly fix her between the two selves. Finally, Alice heard something breaking, and another light and shadow quickly shattered, leaving only herself in Backlund. Next, a huge suction force came from her body, and Alice suddenly fell into it. She opened her eyes, and the white scales on her body disappeared silently, and the knowledge in the potion poured into her mind. Alice did not organize the knowledge. She allowed the massive information to be inputted at once. When the fluctuations in her spirituality finally subsided, she opened her eyes, slowly exhaled, and looked out the window. She stood up, walked towards the window, stretched out a hand, opened it in the sun, watched the light penetrate between her fingers, leaving shadows on the ground and walls, feeling the warmth of the sun, Alice whispered to herself Said to himself: "I'm just Alice. "Alice came to Tingen City and had no understanding of the whole world."
She pursed her lips and silently squeezed the window sill with one hand. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Alice slowly raised her hand and then let go. She broke off a piece of the window sill and crushed it into pieces. After she opened her hand, the powder dripped from her hand and fell to the ground, forming a pile of ruins. Alice looked at the gap and closed her eyes in pain. Then, a silver river appeared, connecting end to end, wrapping her up with the window sill. The powder on the ground rose again like raindrops and fell back into her hands. Then, she pinched it again and put it back on the window sill. Alice then breathed out, let go of her hand, and was satisfied to see that the window sill remained the same. She took back her other hand, took a few steps back, closed her eyes and said: "It seems like it's better to be an angel...at least when I encounter this situation, I don't have to worry about losing money." (End of Chapter)