Chapter 171: The Ice Cream Not Eaten
Audrey's body stiffened slightly.
What did Miss "Fate" just say?
Before... before dying?
For a moment, Audrey wished she were deaf, or at least not a "mind reader."
Even if Miss "Fate" were an extraordinary person who could restrain the "Audience" pathway... at least don't let her hear such outrageous things and see that it's the truth!
Audrey didn't even have the mood to think about whose name Alice almost blurted out just now. She just sat there stiffly.
Alice looked at Audrey in confusion and asked, "Why do you look so scared?"
Audrey looked into Alice's sincere eyes and fell into deep thought.
The way Alice spoke at the Tarot Club the previous day flashed in her mind: "For high sequences, resurrection isn't even that difficult..."
Looking at Alice, who had no idea what was wrong with her words, Audrey tentatively asked, "Before dying?"
"Ah..." Alice suddenly understood, then became puzzled again, "Is that really so scary?"
Audrey remained silent.
Actually, it wasn't a difficult question to guess. She was just a bit worried that it was something Miss "Fate" accidentally let slip. In other words, she was a bit worried about being silenced.
After all, it sounded like something Miss "Fate" would actually do.
Alice tilted her head, seriously reflecting for a moment, and said, "Sorry, I've met a few angels recently and almost thought it was normal."
Audrey opened her mouth but suddenly didn't know what to say.
"So, the prince falling in love with a commoner girl... is it true?" Alice blinked twice.
"It's true," Audrey answered with mixed feelings, "and it also involves the death of a noble descendant."
Alice blinked and hesitantly asked, "Did they... engage in a glorious duel for that girl?"
"?" A question mark slowly appeared above Audrey's head. "Why would you guess that?"
"That's usually how it's written in books," Alice blinked, "Did anyone else guess that?"
"...My brother," Audrey restrained her urge to ask what kind of books Miss "Fate" usually read, "but not for that reason."
"Ah..." Alice sighed in disappointment, "I thought the witch's charm was really that great."
"?" Audrey's eyes widened.
"Uh... don't you know?" Alice tilted her head, "The 'commoner girl' Prince Edsack fell in love with... is most likely a witch."
No matter what role Adam played in it or what the purpose of instigating the whole thing was, the apparent plague maker still came from the witch sect.
And mentioning the witch sect, in this whole affair, that "commoner girl" with such great charm to make the prince fall in love and maybe even make a noble descendant fall for her seemed particularly suspicious.
After all, the abilities of the "Pleasure Witch" sounded that dubious, and Alice, who had a deep impression of witches, highly suspected that the one Prince Edsack fell in love with was actually a man.
Just like Amon and... Ah, pfft!
Alice quickly pushed the strange image out of her mind.
After seeing a real Angel of Time, Alice had no doubt that those things were all fake.
But maybe it could be true, maybe the Angel of Time would get bored and want to...
Alice shivered and pushed this even more outrageous thought out of her mind.
Audrey looked at Alice, whose emotions changed rapidly, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Miss "Fate's" emotions are really volatile... I just don't know what she remembered this time...
Smart Audrey had already learned to restrain her curiosity when facing Miss "Fate."
Compared to Alice, who was startled by Amon drilling into her mind, the news that Prince Edsack might have fallen for a man shocked and confused Audrey but didn't scare her.
Or rather, Audrey's main concern wasn't whether the other party was originally male or female, but the significance of the witch itself.
"Why do you say that?" Audrey asked, regaining her composure.
Alice stared at Audrey for two seconds, then chuckled lightly:
"I don't want to find an Angel King waiting for me at home when I return.
"No, maybe it's you who will find... Ugh, He is really too scary, different from Amon's kind of scary."
Audrey opened her mouth but ultimately didn't ask if Miss "Fate" really found Amon scary.
...After all, it sounded like those two were actually having quite a bit of fun.
Realizing that this probably belonged to the category of unspeakable content, Audrey carefully changed the topic: "By the way... do you know why the witch sect is so obsessed with turning men into witches?"
This was a question that had troubled Audrey for a long time. She understood that it was normal for an evil organization to do such things, but the witch sect's doctrine was about apocalypse and spreading disasters, not turning men into women.
Could it really be spreading this type of pain and disaster?
Alice fell silent for a moment, then looked at Audrey hesitantly and asked, "Uh... are you sure you want to know?"
"..." Audrey suddenly had a bad feeling. In her impression, whenever Miss "Fate" asked this, the next words were often quite...
Shocking?
"...What will happen if I listen?" Audrey tentatively asked.
"I don't know," Alice shrugged, "but it shouldn't be enough to make a true god descend to hunt you down."
Audrey fell into deep thought.
Alice tilted her head and silently pushed away the finished ice cream.
This made Audrey pause. She looked at Alice and hesitantly asked, "How many servings is this?"
Now it was Alice's turn to fall into deep thought.
Audrey looked at Alice's expression, hesitated for a moment, and reminded her, "Don't you think... you love ice cream a bit too much?"
Alice was slightly stunned and asked in confusion, "Do I?"
Audrey pondered and said:
"I... I can't say for sure.
"It just feels like eating ice cream is something particularly... particularly sacred to you."
"Sacred?" Alice repeated Audrey's words, her eyes a bit dazed.
Why... did she like eating ice cream?
Alice gently closed her eyes.
In her memory, Alice saw an ordinary ice cream cone fall to the ground with a thud and roll away into the distance.
She felt herself stumbling and chasing after it until—those enchanting ripples surged up like a river, engulfing her.