Mystery: Lucky

"No," Anthony denied it without hesitation, "I thought you should know?"

Alice was disappointed again.

Yes, she should know this, after all, she was a member of the Night Watcher and should know the ability of "Nightmare".

"Even if it's a high sequence, it won't work?" She tried again unwillingly.

Anthony shook his head, and Alice had to give up on this matter. She frowned and wanted to say goodbye, but Anthony reminded her thoughtfully:

"However, if you want to find abilities related to dreams...

"Maybe you can contact people in the "audience" channel."

Alice paused for a moment, and Anthony was ready to leave the dream. She did not stop him and struggled to wake up.

In the dark, Alice sat up from the bed, looked around, and said to herself:

"'Audience'...

"...Adam?"

Her call was not responded to. The "writer" gentleman still seemed to have no interest in having a direct contact with her. Alice sat there for a while and lay down again.

In the second half of the night, Alice was entangled in a chaotic dream.

She dreamed of a piece of solid and fertile black soil, with trees growing on it, and fruits swaying in the wind. She walked forward curiously, but found that the shaking fruits were calves that were still making noises.

Alice took two steps back in fear, but the ground under her feet began to shake. She looked around in astonishment, but found that she didn't know when she stepped on a ship, and those trees grew out of the deck.

This was not the end. The calf fell to the ground like a ripe fruit that day, and Alice was so scared that she fell to the ground, but she realized that she was sitting on something bulging.

She looked down and saw a pair of white and tender little hands prying open the deck, which scared her and made her jump again.

She watched a familiar baby crawl out of the deck, and then the deck that had just been born had milk, and the calves that fell down rushed to drink milk, and she woke up with a scream.

It was not yet completely light. Alice glanced at the hazy sky and climbed out of bed unwaveringly - this was the most active time she got up.

After washing her face with cold water and forcing herself to calm down, Alice rethought the dream just now.

All high-spiritual extraordinary people know that dreams are sometimes a sign of the future, and even if there is a possibility of being faked, they cannot be ignored.

Of course, Alice usually ignores the possibility of dreams being faked, because if someone can fake a dream for her without her noticing, she thinks that the other person wants to do something, and she can't resist it.

In this case, why think so much?

If you want to say who Alice thinks of first in this bizarre scene, it must be Frank Lee.

If it weren't for the familiar baby at the end of the dream, she would definitely write to Frank Lee to ask if there was any new progress in his experiment - she felt that this was a revelation that Frank Lee's experiment had undergone some terrible changes.

But the baby made Alice change her mind, because the baby's facial features were not wrinkled like a real baby, and it was impossible to tell who it was. On the contrary, Alice recognized it.

That was Heath Doyle.

This "Rose Bishop" left a deep impression on Alice. She did not forget the nonsense he talked about at night in the Sea of ​​Ruins. The adventure in the dream made her wonder if it was related to her, but unfortunately it ended up in vain.

There were still several days before next Monday. Alice thought about it and gave up contacting Cattleya at the Tarot Club, but did a divination first.

After silently reciting "Frank Lee's research has made new progress" seven times, Alice looked at the yellow crystal pendant that was turning clockwise slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was progress, but it was not a breakthrough new progress, so it should be fine...

Next, the highlight was Heath Doyle.

The "Future" was now abandoned at sea, but it seemed that because of the weather, most of the crew members did not get up, only those on duty at night were awake, and even Cattleya was asleep.

Alice walked around the ship as if she was back home, and successfully found Heath Doyle, who was sleeping in a shadow. Alice thought about it and went into his dream.

Heath Doyle woke up from his dream and looked at Alice in shock and confusion. Alice ignored the strange look and asked Heath Doyle:

"Have you encountered anything recently?"

Heath Doyle looked a little confused, but answered truthfully:

"I have been following the captain and have hardly left the "Future". Although I have stopped at the shore to rest in the middle, I have not encountered anything special..."

Alice frowned, thought for a while and asked: "Have you heard of any clues to the treasure?"

Heath Doyle's eyes looked even more confused, and he answered truthfully:

"No new clues."

Alice realized that this was probably not the right way to open the revelation. She frowned and left Heath Doyle's dream, looking at the "Future" thoughtfully.

...Is the key to the revelation here?

After staring at the "Future" and thinking for a few seconds, Alice realized that she had a more reliable way. Since she set foot on the "Future" because of an inexplicable dream, she might as well try divination again.

——What if there is something gained?

This couldn't be easier for Alice. She didn't even bother to leave the "Future" and willfully used the dream to find more clues. She turned over and over, and in the hazy mist, a black monastery appeared. It flashed by, awakening Alice.

——Yes, the sea of ​​ruins!

There are obviously many secrets in that sea area, especially in the dreams of that sea area, where Heath Doyle's abnormality occurred.

But will she just let it go?

Alice frowned, thought for a while, and sent a message to Klein:

"Have you been involved in any activities lately, the kind that might put you in danger?"

——Going to the Sea of ​​Ruins will definitely take a lot of time. It would be embarrassing if she found Klein missing when she came back.

Oh no, does Klein have a way to call her...

Alice shook her head and remembered that Klein should still have six "Good Luck" charms on him. They were the ones she gave to Klein when she came back from the sea of ​​ruins last time. There were originally seven, but one has been used. It’s a piece.

So, he should actually be quite safe... I'm just afraid that I won't be able to get back in time.

Alice frowned, and finally decided to wait until Klein heard back - she didn't have the confidence to move freely in that sea, mainly because she wasn't familiar with the situation enough.

It would be nice if there was a tour guide... Alice sighed, thinking of Bernadette, and then she shook her head, realizing that Bernadette's level was far from enough to be her tour guide.

Amon must be able to do it... Well, speaking of it, what has Amon been doing recently? Alice scratched her head, thinking of Amon who had disappeared from her life for a long time, and suddenly felt uneasy.

This is not a reminder from spiritual intuition, it is just a guess based on experience. After all, everyone knows that when a person who often causes trouble suddenly becomes silent for a long time, it usually means that he is holding something back.

For example, Amon.

Alice became restless at the thought of this possibility, and she immediately decided to eat something good to relieve her shock.

Alice's breakfast was not settled in Backlund. She returned to the Rhoad Islands after a long absence, picked a suitable island, and started eating on it.

Traveling is convenient if you have the ability to teleport... Alice thought with great emotion as she swallowed a mouthful of whale meat that could not be eaten inland.

Klein responded to the message in the middle of the morning, mentioning the unspecified agreement between him and Alger - about the island exploration plan.

Alice remembered that there was indeed such a thing. This should be a deal between Klein and Alger. She politely asked Klein:

"Do you need my help?"

After a moment, Alice received a response from Klein: "I don't think Alger can afford your commission fee."

This made Alice regretfully give up the idea of ​​having fun. She knew that this meant rejection, and the reason was very simple - plus she was not cooperating in the exploration, it was asking her to be a bodyguard.

Hey, actually I can go and play secretly without telling them... But is there anything fun?

Alice frowned.

After experiencing a long sea journey, Alice gradually realized one thing - some stories sounded much more interesting than personal experience.

In the end, she only asked Klein to tell her after setting a time, and he would talk about the rest later.

So on Friday afternoon, when Klein told Alice that he and Alger had agreed to explore the island at night, Alice had to coerce Klein to tell her what happened on the way when he came back.

It's not that she doesn't want to go, it's just that the next day is Saturday, and she hasn't forgotten that the time Allen and Isilant made an appointment with is Saturday.

Alice is ready to peep.

…

On Saturday afternoon, Esilante arrived as promised. Allen was at home at the moment. The servant led Esilante into the study room. Afterwards, they exchanged pleasantries and started class in earnest.

Alice forced herself to listen for a few minutes, and finally fell asleep. Before she fell asleep, she regretted not going to find Klein.

——No matter what you do, it will definitely be more interesting than learning Hermes here.

If she really hadn't learned it, that would be fine. The problem was that Islant started from the most basic syllables, which was obviously very basic content. Even though Alice didn't pay attention to the class, she still learned this.

Esilante didn't know that she had a secret audience, but she did deliberately make the class boring and basic. Allen continued to lose patience in the process, and he had no interest in Esilante. As trust gradually grew stronger, at the end of the course, he finally couldn't help but speak to Esilante:

"Esilante, do you remember what I told you, I want someone to help me translate an honorary name?"

"Of course I remember," Esilante nodded, "Why, have you changed your mind?"

Allen sighed and told his story half-truthfully:

"Let's start from the beginning. You should know that because of Velma's incident, I have recently been seeking help from the occult."

Esilante nodded and said:

“Yes, I did hear about it.

"You know? When I first heard about this, I was actually very surprised, because you really don't seem like someone who would be interested in occultism. Even if you are... you shouldn't think of seeking occultism. help.”

"That's because of something that happened to me last year," Allen sighed. "Last year, I met a little boy who broke his leg accidentally. After I helped him with the operation, I became very unlucky. I thought about it and finally, with the reminder of my friend, I remembered that he had done a fortune-telling for me."

"Fourth-telling?" Eslant asked patiently.

Allen nodded and said:

"Yes, fortune-telling.

"When I walked into the room, he was playing a deck of tarot cards. I drew a card from the middle, and that card was the upside-down wheel of fortune card. After that, I became unlucky.

"For a long time, I was troubled by this bad luck. Later, I went to the church to pray and told the bishop of the church about this matter, and then the situation improved.

"After that, I have always been in awe of this aspect..."

Islant smiled and nodded in response.

Alan continued to speak in the unwarranted encouragement:

"This year, because Wilma's condition has not been very good, I thought of seeking help from mysticism...

"I found a girl who told me that I could seek help from the great existence through magic mirror divination. At the same time, she left me a name and a complete set of procedures, but I don't know Hermes..."

At this point, the follow-up should have been obvious, but the sight of Islant on Alan made him feel uneasy as if he was seen through, and he couldn't help but look back to search for his lies.

Islant looked at his panic and nervous appearance and paused for a while, and chuckled as if he didn't care:

"So that's it... Hey, what else did I think it was?

"What is the name she left for you that makes you feel so ashamed? "

Alan opened his mouth and closed it again. After repeating it several times, he finally said the honorific name:

"The lingering heroic spirit; the followers of the true creator; the eyes that stare at fate."

Islant frowned. It was the first time that Alan saw her show obvious emotional fluctuations. Just as he was about to say something, he saw her smile and said to him gently:

"Well... I will help you translate this honorific name, by the way, Alan.

"You said you heard the magic mirror divination method from someone else? How is it? Is that person reliable?

"I heard that if there is any problem with the process of this kind of thing, it will be a big trouble..." (End of this chapter)