Alice almost blurted out that she was not a Beyonder. Fortunately, the Night Watcher alerted her in advance, otherwise she would either make up a reason why she knew Beyonders, or expose the truth that she could stay awake in dreams and stare at the other party. "What is a Beyonder?" Alice let her expression become confused. ... Klein contacted Alice on Tuesday. "There will be an exhibition commemorating Emperor Roselle from next Tuesday to next Friday, at the Kingdom Museum, hosted by the Church of Steam and Machinery. It is said that there will be the original manuscripts of Emperor Roselle's inventions and various relics." Klein said to Alice. "Do you want to try to find the Blasphemous Card?" Alice immediately understood what Klein meant. "Don't you want it?" Klein asked. "I'm afraid that the Blasphemy Card will attract something I shouldn't," Alice answered with self-awareness. "Unless it's a card of the 'Destiny' path, I don't want to carry that kind of thing on me... Alas, it's good to have a place to put things." Klein looked at Alice's envious expression when she looked at the palace, thought for a while and said, "How about I give this place to you?"
"Then I'll give you my luck?" Alice rolled her eyes, "Let you experience what it feels like to have the potion ingredients fall directly into your mouth?" They looked at each other, and then moved away from each other at the same time. ... Stepping into the legendary City of Generosity Bayam, Alice clearly noticed the huge difference between this place and Backlund and Tingen City. "Pirates..." As her eyes swept across the pirates in the tavern, Alice remembered the description of pirates by the "Hanged Man" and the life of the lower class in Backlund, and sighed. How many people who live on the sea are really for adventure and treasure hunting? More are just people who can't survive on land. After collecting her thoughts and stepping into the tavern where she had agreed to meet with Alger, the Hanged Man, Alice naturally noticed someone who was quite conspicuous. ... This guy is really not suitable to wear this kind of wizard robe? Alice looked at herself, then at the other person, and fell into a strange silence. Alice adjusted her expression and tried to make herself look more polite, then walked to the seat opposite Alger, the Hanged Man, and sat down, tentatively saying: "Odd changes, even does not change?" "Symbol, number, look, image, limit." Unlike Alice who was skilled and fluent, Alger, the Hanged Man, spoke this sentence word by word, and his pronunciation was indescribably strange. "Mr. 'Hanged Man', good afternoon?" Alice greeted briskly. Alger looked around because of Alice's words, and then corrected: "Don't call me that outside." "But in that case, what should I call you? Mr. Captain?" Alice asked seriously. "...Alger, just call me Alger." After talking to Alice for a few words, Alger successfully lost his facial expression. "My name is Alice, Alice Kingsley." Alice introduced herself politely. Hearing this name, Alger's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body even trembled a few times. This obvious reaction certainly could not be hidden from Alice. Alice leaned forward curiously and asked, "Have you investigated me?" Alger's body was stiff and he did not answer. Alice looked at Alger, whose body was stiff, and asked in a puzzled voice, "Why are you so nervous? I think I can't beat you, right?"
"...I did investigate you," Alger replied motionlessly, "In the information I found, the only person who could be you is a Night Watcher of the Church of Evernight, who became a 'lucky person' three years ago after accidentally swallowing the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 7, but..." "But she died in the Evil God's Child incident in Tingen City, and her name is also Alice Kingsley." Alice added what he hadn't finished. "..."Alger didn't say anything, but frowned at her. "If you have seen the portrait of Alice Kingsley, you will find..." Alice paused, and after seeing Alger's full attention on her words, she continued, "I am really the dead Alice Kingsley." Alice was satisfied to see Alger's expression cracked again. Alger... Alger is confused now. He is a little worried whether he can walk out of this tavern alive... No, he can probably at least live until Miss "Destiny" gets her potion materials? Alice is right. Her immaturity as a Beyonder is obvious. Moreover, the name "Lucky One" does not indicate that he is a Sequence that is good at fighting. As Sequence 7, Alice cannot beat him in terms of strength on paper. But... he can't forget Alice's joke. What if she is really a true god walking on the earth? ——You know, with the personality shown by Miss "Destiny", it seems normal for her to do such a thing. Besides, she does not seem to belong to this era. She has an extra connection with Mr. Fool, and it is a relatively equal relationship... Alice propped up her chin and looked at Alger for a while, then suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?" Alger's thoughts were suddenly pulled back, although he was still unsure what he should say - perhaps, he could learn to salute Miss "Destiny" in the same manner as when he faced Mr. Fool? But if Miss "Destiny" was enjoying the life of an ordinary person, she would not like to be treated like this, right? "Are you thinking about the relationship between me and Him?" Alice asked softly. She did not say the name, but just used a pronoun. She believed that Alger understood who she was referring to. "I am indeed very curious." Alger pondered for a moment, and according to his observation of Alice's character, he admitted frankly. "Do you know that feeling?" Alice looked at Alger, recalling the state when she just woke up, her eyes a little vague, "That feeling of waking up in a completely unfamiliar place, and you don't even remember who you are?" Alger was slightly startled, but Alice didn't seem to want his answer, she naturally continued her words: "...I seem to have had a very long dream. When I first woke up from the dream, I didn't remember who I was, I didn't remember where I came from, I only knew that the era in my memory had no similarities with the present. "And...and He is the only trace of the past that I can find. " Stubbornly typing ing
