Chapter 168 ;This can be considered as comfort
No one responded to this topic. After all, everyone present was normal - no one was curious about what it felt like to be hunted by the King of Angels.
The only person who might have such curiosity had already provoked two Kings of Angels and a Sequence 1 angel, with another King of Angels already lined up.
Alice withdrew her gaze disappointedly and continued:
"The tide of the times is rolling in. If you don't want to be swept away like rocks on the shore, it's best to stay far away. Does that sound familiar? That's right! The mastermind King of Angels is the leader of that organization!"
After a moment of silence, "The World" spoke up with praise: "You've learned to imitate well. Don't do it again next time."
Audrey chose to ignore the one-sided banter between Alice and the seemingly nanny-like Mr. "World". She asked intently:
"Miss 'Fate', could you elaborate a bit more?"
Alice pondered briefly, then turned to look at Klein in the gray fog.
It wasn't that she didn't want to say more, but she could hardly mention how Adam had greeted her in a dream and she had run away scared, could she? That would be too embarrassing.
Alice's glance made Audrey also look towards Mr. Fool, pleading: "Respected Mr. Fool, have your followers in Backlund noticed anything?"
Of course, Audrey automatically ignored Mr. "World" who seemed to be babysitting.
Amidst expectant, worried, curious, and tense gazes, Klein leaned back casually and said plainly:
"Edessak Augustus."
Audrey instinctively recalled information about this prince. As the third prince of the Augustus family, Prince Edessak, like his two older brothers, worshipped the "Lord of Storms". This also meant that arrogance, conceit, and contempt towards women were deeply ingrained in him. Someone like that...
"The name sounds like royalty... He must be a believer of the 'Lord of Storms', right? What would happen if he turned into a woman?" Miss "Fate's" sudden whimsical question successfully interrupted Audrey's train of thought.
As a believer of the "Lord of Storms", Alger silently lowered his head.
Audrey opened her mouth, unsure what to say - the terrifying part of this imagination was that she actually knew of potions that could turn men into women!
Fors, who had been pondering, also froze for a moment. Her thoughts shifted from what she could do to what would happen if this royal member turned into a woman... Wait, was such a thing even possible?
"That's not very likely, is it?" Fors cautiously raised her hand and asked, "Is there really anything that can have such an effect?"
"Of course there is," Alice blinked, "Why do you think all the high-ranking members of the 'Witch Cult' are women?"
Fors's jaw dropped in surprise, and even Alger, who had lowered his head, couldn't help but look up at Alice.
"What's wrong?" Alice looked back in confusion.
"No, nothing." Alger lowered his head again, hoping that if Miss "Fate" ever had the sudden urge to give him a "Witch" potion, Mr. Fool would talk her out of it.
The Tarot gathering fell silent again. Seeing that no one spoke further, Klein leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "Ladies and gentlemen, we'll meet again next week."
"Your will is our desire." Class representative Audrey was the first to stand up and bow.
After the others had disappeared, Alice realized she had been kept behind again. She looked at Klein in confusion.
"Did you... remember something?" Klein asked tentatively.
Alice tried to hold back twice, but ultimately couldn't resist blurting out: "Didn't you say you couldn't offer words of comfort if it was me?"
"?" Klein's eyes widened.
Alice blinked twice and apologized insincerely, "Sorry, it's a habit. I really couldn't help it."
"...I shouldn't have bothered with you," Klein's mouth twitched twice, then he tried to make his expression serious, "Do you know about the 'Rose of Redemption'?"
"Maybe it's an organization I founded..." Alice said mysteriously.
"?" Klein looked at Alice, who was talking nonsense, without speaking.
Seeing his expression, Alice sighed and said:
"Alright, the truth is... I don't know either!
"I just feel a bit uneasy... You know that feeling? It's like you've forgotten many things, some things feel so familiar, but you just can't remember them no matter how hard you try.
"At first, I didn't even know who I was or where I came from...
"Later I thought I was gradually getting closer to the truth, but I found that the truth seems to be much more complicated than I imagined.
"I want to recover my past memories, but I'm also worried...
"Tell me, is the past me really me?"
Klein couldn't provide an answer.
He had pondered the question of who he really was when advancing to "Faceless", so he knew even more clearly - he couldn't use his own answer to convince Alice.
She must, and could only, seek the answer to this question herself.
Even though Alice didn't seem to be seeking an answer, the silent atmosphere made Klein instinctively want to do something.
After a brief silence, Alice saw Klein's facial features gradually collapse and melt, then recombine into completely new features.
Hmm... wait a minute?
Crew cut, square face, slightly protruding belly, serious expression...
Just put on a plaid shirt, roll up the sleeves, wear baggy work pants, fasten the belt outside the shirt...
Among the blurred faces of classmates in that unfinished math exam, an adult face finally became clear.
Her math teacher.
Alice fell into deep thought.
To be frank, these two faces couldn't be said to look alike at all, they were completely unrelated.
But Klein had recreated that indescribable aura.
Alice looked at Klein, organized her thoughts for a moment, and finally decided to use the most primitive sentence to express her feelings:
"Are you sick in the head?"
"This was my high school math teacher," Klein said, controlling his laughter with the Clown's extraordinary ability as he watched Alice's expression, "Um... do you feel a bit better?"
"You're crazy." Alice gave a brief but forceful evaluation.
After a pause, Alice suddenly slapped the table and perked up: "I know what I want to do now!"
"What?" Klein asked curiously.
"I'm going to have my high school uniform custom-made," Alice nodded seriously, "Also, can you change back before talking to me?"
After thinking for two seconds, Klein cut off Alice's connection.
After Alice disappeared, Klein sat in the gray fog for about ten seconds, then burst into laughter.
It was genuine, joyful laughter.