This is not a joke. When Alice looked at the trembling dagger on the ground, she felt her heart tremble for a moment. She couldn't help but start to consider whether Sherman, who suddenly gained hope and was crushed by Viscount Stratford himself, had a psychological problem. However, after thinking carefully, Alice felt that this matter should not have anything to do with her anyway. After all, the plan was made by Triss, and Viscount Stratford was the scumbag. She was at best just a spectator of this farce... Well, she admitted that when she asked Sherman to kill, she had some intention of fanning the flames. ——But how serious can it be? Alice didn't think this was a problem, and even if Sherman really had a psychological problem and needed to see a psychologist, didn't she have any friends? Such a big one... uh, such a small one Hugh was there! How could it be her turn! Thinking of this, Alice looked at Sherman again. The promise to turn Sherman back to an ordinary person was not empty talk, which came from the cross in her hand. Alice speculated that this was most likely from the "Twilight Hermits" and Adam, and the king's secret was undoubtedly related to the trend of the times. However, the seal on Viscount Stratford was not necessarily done by Adam himself. Maybe it was his subordinates... Otherwise, he shouldn't even be able to tell the king's secret? It wouldn't be exposed by the cause of death of Mason Dill... Alice glanced at "Judgment" Hugh, thought about it and explained: "Viscount Stratford has a very troublesome thing. Once he says something, even in a scene like hypnosis, he will die immediately. In addition, the person who left this will notice..."
Hugh suddenly realized, and Alice looked back at the mottled copper-green cross in her hand. Her eyes moved slightly, and a pure darkness appeared in front of her. Then, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the light spot quickly grew larger, turning into a golden sphere, piercing the darkness. ——That was the sun. Alice closed her eyes and let the images fade away. She thought she knew who it was. It should be the "Ancient Sun God", the creator that Silver City believed in, so... "Oh my God..." Alice raised the cross, looked up at it, and whispered softly, "This can't be your body..." No one could understand this self-talk, so Alice just shook her head, walked closer to Sherman, stretched out her hand, and handed the cross to Sherman. Sherman subconsciously reached out to take it, and Alice smiled brightly. This cross from the "Sun" path perfectly presents the characteristics of "purification". In addition to the purification effect just shown and the abilities of the demigods of the Sun Realm such as "Yangyan", its negative effects are also very rare - it can expel extraordinary characteristics from the body without harming the lives of extraordinary people! This is also the reason why Alice made a promise to Sherman. Of course, the body and soul transformed by the potion will certainly conflict with the nature of ordinary people from time to time. The extraordinary people who rely on the copper-green cross to exit this "circle" will undoubtedly have certain sequelae. The specific situation varies depending on the different paths, sequences, and individual details, but Alice believes that Sherman will not mind such things. Oh, not necessarily. After all, after people have a good life, they will desire a good life... But what does that have to do with me? Alice stared at Sherman, took a deep breath, and focused her attention. As a unique activation in a sense, Alice has a skill that neither Ouroboros nor Will Auceptin has - she can partially use the power of the "Wheel of Fortune". Of course, this is very dangerous, because a large-scale forced action may make her discovered by Will Auceptin and Ouroboros at any time, but if she is discovered... The current situation is that Ouroboros is not interested in killing her for the time being, and she has the goddess's protection in Backlund, and Will Auceptin is only one step away from changing his name to Will Amon... Dangerous? That's not too much effort for Alice to worry about. ——Yes, it's too much effort. As we all know, the true god of the "fate" path actually has no time authority, but the "wheel of fate" can achieve similar effects in other ways, such as... pushing fate, pushing backwards is "restarting", which can be compared to the reversal of time to a certain extent, and pushing forward, then there is no doubt that time is accelerated. As for why it is to a certain extent? It's very simple, because "restarting" only affects the state. When the state of all things in the area is going back, time is still moving forward.
And what Alice has to do is to push Sherman's fate forward, and not for a moment, but to keep that state for a long time. Through uniqueness, she can do this, but the consumption is very large. It can be said that she will be a... Forget it, she is also a waste at ordinary times. Alice lost all her psychological burdens at once. She raised her hand gently, and a narrow silver river suddenly appeared. This river belongs to Sherman. Alice lowered her head, and a looming roulette phantom appeared in her hand. The shadow was very faint, and one could barely distinguish the three colors of mercury, lapis lazuli, and deep black, with patterns and symbols on them. Alice knew that this was the best she could do at the moment. If she wanted to solidify the roulette wheel and see the wheel clearly, she would have to become the real "Wheel of Fortune". As soon as she tried to push, Alice noticed the laborious feeling coming from her spirit. She gritted her teeth and the wheel moved forward at an extremely slow speed. It seemed like a century had passed before Alice stopped with a pale face. Action to make the roulette shadow disappear. The tributary belonging to Sherman rejoined the River of Destiny, and soon merged with other rivers. Bits of crystal light escaped from Sherman's body, turning into a crystal clear purple rose. Sherman's charming charm seemed to have been reduced a lot, and most of it was condensed in that rose. Although she was spiritually exhausted and clamored for rest, Alice still did not forget to pick up the rose and broke it hard--it couldn't be broken. . Well, it just looks like a rose. Alice shook her head, stretched out her hand towards Sherman and said: "Perhaps I should congratulate you for finally becoming an ordinary person, but... please give me back that cross." After Sherman was stunned for a moment, she hurriedly handed over the cross. She obviously felt the changes in her body, but she still asked with tears in her eyes: "I, am I really an ordinary person? None of this has anything to do with me?" "Obviously," Alice shrugged, "You still have something to talk about... I'm so tired, good night." She dodged and disappeared. Without the big Buddha, Xio was the first to step forward and asked while checking Sherman: "What's wrong with you?" "It's amazing..." Sherman murmured, "I feel like something has left my body... My body has become heavier, and my head has become more chaotic than before, but I am still a girl..." Xiu was speechless. She looked at Sherman, patted her shoulder and then sighed: "Maybe this is the best thing for you...get a new identity and start a new life..." Neither she nor Forsi mentioned the monitor behind her. After all, even though Miss Destiny was unreliable in many aspects, judging from her performance just now, she probably wouldn't leave them here to die. Sherman, who was immersed in joy and excitement, calmed down a little after a while. She held Xio's hand and asked eagerly: "What was the name of that lady just now? I want to thank her! Hugh, do you know her? Tell me who she is!" This time, Xio remained silent for longer than before. She looked at Forsi, who pondered for a moment and then stepped forward and said: "Perhaps you should call him His Highness...or Your Majesty." "Your Highness... Your Majesty..." Sherman looked confused, "He?" "Yes," Forsi nodded, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Forsi Wall, a novelist... you may know me?" Sherman shook his head blankly and explained: "I don't usually read novels. I, I..." She usually hangs out in bars, waiting for men to strike up a conversation with her... Xio obviously understood the situation. She interrupted Forsi:
"We don't know much about the origin of His Highness. We only know that he always likes to call himself Miss Destiny and is an angel on earth. As for what he just said...well, just listen to this..." "What words?" Sherman didn't understand. "Besides telling me that I am an ordinary person, she... no, did He say anything else?" Read the error-free version at 6Ⅹ9ⅩBookⅩ! 6Ⅹ9 Shuyiba publishes a novel for the first time. Read at Liujiu Book Bar "...Forget it if you didn't hear it," Xio didn't bring up the topic of the Son of God of the Church of the Night again, "Maybe... you want to know Miss Destiny's honorary name?" Sherman's eyes lit up and she nodded crazily. Xio breathed out. She didn't use Hermes or other mystical languages because she knew her friend didn't speak these languages. She just read out the newly changed honorary name in Rune language: “The author of happiness and miracles; “The keeper of misfortune and disaster; "A prophet with an uncertain future." While speaking, Xio raised his hand and drew an "∞" symbol on his chest - Alice thought Roy King's idea was very good, so she used it. "The creator of happiness and miracles..." Sherman focused all her attention on the first sentence, murmuring softly, her eyes full of brilliance, "Yes, yes... He did send miracles! Happiness... I will be happy, right?" Sherman turned her expectant eyes to Xio. Xio nodded slowly and responded to her expectations before saying: "We should go... you need to clean up and rest, and then we should discuss the rest of your life... "Maybe you can't stay in Backlund, it will be too easy for you to be recognized, and besides... "We have to find a way to get you a new identity document... I'm borrowing this money from you, and you have to pay me back in the future." Xio looked at Sherman, who nodded without hesitation, the brilliance in his eyes was still strong: "Okay, I will definitely pay you back!" … As soon as Alice returned to "Meige Manor", she fell on the bed. She wanted to close her eyes and fall asleep, but after thinking about it, she sent Klein another text message: "Report to the goddess for me. I'm a little tired. I need to sleep first... Oh no, I'm not reporting this. "You tell the goddess that there is a secret hidden in the king that cannot be known by the three major churches. This matter is related... to the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' and the 'Witch Cult', and to the Son of the Creator... Oh, you can put this Count it as your merit? I remember that you still need to save your merit to redeem the potion formula of Sequence 3? "This matter was told by Viscount Stratford. I can't ask more because someone... I guess it was the 'audience' who did it. They left a safety on him. Once he said it, it would be triggered, and then the people over there would know... I didn't let him say it, and handed him over to Sherman, who killed him in anger. "I'll tell you the details when I wake up... uh, wait, come to my room to get something, a copper-green cross, I'll put it on the bedside table later, you put it on the gray fog first, I can't take care of it now... I'll tell you the rest when I wake up. "Good night." After saying this, Alice threw the cross on the bedside table and fell asleep. Klein stayed in the room in a daze. He had just followed Chunas Korg, the deputy director of MI9, who was a major general, and took something on a special "trip", that is, through fixed rituals and objects, to achieve a short-range "trip". In other words, he disappeared. Klein was thinking about what to do when Alice threw him a piece of important information. He was stunned for a moment, then he immediately got up and entered Alice's room through "travel". Alice slept peacefully, she was lying on the bed, and even the appearance of her transformed clothes had not changed - in Klein's impression, Alice would change the appearance of her clothes into pajamas and slippers at night with a sense of ritual, and then take off her slippers and go to bed. She looked really tired... Klein glanced at Alice's push hanging down from the bed and her body lying completely horizontally, walked over silently, laid her upright, thought about it, and covered her with a quilt again.
"Why do I feel like I'm really a mother..." He muttered while looking at the bedside table. There was indeed a cross on the bedside table. Klein reached out to take it, but frowned when he was about to touch it - he felt a sense of rejection. But with his trust in Alice, Klein picked up the cross with a frown. Without doing any divination, he first sent the cross to the gray fog through a ritual. Then, he reported those things to the goddess according to Alice's words. He did not take the credit for himself, but chose to tell the truth, only adding the matter of Qonas Kilger. A few dozen seconds later, a figure was quickly sketched in front of him and turned into a specific person. This was a woman wearing a simple linen robe with signs of mending. There was a bark-like belt tied around her waist. Her long black hair was scattered casually. Her feet were not wearing shoes and socks like Alice before, but they were not smooth, but covered with dust and scars. She had ordinary facial features and dark eyes. Klein became calm and peaceful the moment he saw her, and even the astonishment and vigilance in his heart dissipated in the peace. (End of this chapter)