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Chapter 141: A Friendship Worth 50 Pounds
Klein fell deep into thought. Something didn't seem right to him.
"But the 'True Creator' didn't know about the 'Fool' before! Mr. A even mentioned the honorific name!" Klein argued.
Alice pondered seriously for a moment, then suggested a possibility: "How are things going with the 'Sun'?"
Klein suddenly realized. Of course - recently only Little Sun had recited the "Fool's" honorific name, and that was when interacting with members of the exploration team who had been contaminated by the "True Creator"...
He had performed a sacrificial ritual, and there should have been symbolic representations of the "Fool" present, manifesting the ancient palace above the gray fog...
So the "True Creator" had become aware of the "Fool's" existence and determined that Klein was the one who had previously blasphemed - no, harassed - no, spied on Him...
For some reason, Klein suddenly thought of the "Provocateur" potion in Alice's possession.
However, the "True Creator" being able to confirm that the "Fool's" followers were active in Backlund was most likely due to the "All-Black Eye"...
He couldn't carelessly take the "All-Black Eye" out anymore!
Understanding the key points of the situation, Klein glanced at Alice and decided to leave the task of speculating on Mr. A's intentions to her. After all, he still considered himself a relatively normal person.
"Why do you think Mr. A was looking for Fool believers at a relatively open gathering of extraordinary individuals?" Klein asked Alice.
"Is it possible someone has searched for Fool believers here before?" Alice asked, resting her chin on her hand. "I remember the 'Magician' reported it last time too..."
Klein nodded thoughtfully, then reminded her: "Don't you want to warn Bernadette?"
"Ah..." Alice blinked. "Should I warn her?"
Klein suddenly worried that Alice might accidentally sell him out one day. No, she might do it intentionally... While internally complaining, he brought up another matter: "Dr. Allen has asked me to investigate you."
"Did you agree?" Alice asked with furrowed brows.
"...He offered 50 pounds," Klein emphasized.
Alice pondered seriously for a moment: "So our friendship is worth 50 pounds?"
"No, no, I was planning to ask you what I should tell him..." Klein quietly defended himself.
"I haven't told Amon or Bernadette about you!" Alice glared at Klein.
Klein felt briefly touched, but he quickly realized Alice had led him astray. He couldn't help but say, "...Is that the same thing?"
"How is it not? Will Anstin is in his house right now... oh, I suppose he should be called Will Crees now," Alice said with a pout.
"If I don't accept this commission, does that mean he won't be able to find you?" Klein asked, puzzled.
"...Well, no. We've already met," Alice said, her gaze wandering.
"So what's the situation between you two? What should I actually say?" Klein asked, leaning back in his chair.
"It's just that I can't do anything about Him, and He can't do anything about me..." Alice sighed deeply. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as if remembering something. "Hey, do you think I could give this monocle to Allen?"
"?" Klein's jaw dropped. "Let's imagine for a moment - if one day you gave me a gift, and then you found out I gave that gift to someone else..."
"I'd kill both of you," Alice answered without hesitation.
Klein looked at Alice, wanting to say something but holding back.
Receiving Klein's gaze, Alice fell silent for a moment, then disappointedly abandoned the idea with a sigh: "Anyway, just do what a normal detective would do."
Klein nodded thoughtfully: "That's good. I was worried you were really planning to let Allen give the child to..."
"You're overthinking it," Alice rolled her eyes. "It's not that easy. I'm just giving Will Anstin something to do."
Klein pondered for a moment before asking, "...Like what you did to Amon?"
"What did I do to Amon?" Alice blinked in confusion.
"That painting..." Klein reminded her.
"...I've done worse things that I haven't given to Him," Alice said with a pout.
"You have worse things?" Klein looked at her in shock.
"Are you sure you want to know?" Alice gave him a pitying look.
Klein seriously recalled the experiences of Allen and Alger who had persisted in asking this question, and quickly shook his head:
"No, no need. Please don't tell me."
Alice then leaned back in her chair.
— Klein didn't know that Amon had also been greatly shocked by his inability to suppress his curiosity.
...
After returning to reality, Alice looked at the sky outside, thought for a moment, and decided to sleep first.
...Bernadette wouldn't die in one night!
But when she woke up the next day, Alice had already forgotten about this matter. She unceremoniously held a piece of bread in her mouth as she opened the door and retrieved the mail from the mailbox.
"Newspaper... newspaper... more newspaper... Bernadette... hm?"
Alice mumbled while biting the bread. Suddenly, her mouth fell open and the bread dropped to the floor.
Alice seriously considered whether she could pick it up, wash it, and still eat it, but ultimately decided that would be too pitiful and she should just throw it away.
Yes, let the stray animals take care of it...
Having happily arranged the fate of this piece of bread, Alice returned with the newspapers and letters.
Then, she tossed aside the letter for Bernadette and began to do what many people in this era liked to do: read the newspaper while eating breakfast.
"This is just like playing with your phone while eating in the past..." Alice muttered as she struggled to swallow a mouthful of bread and turned a page of the newspaper.
"No wonder Emperor Roselle invented playing cards. This world would probably be bored to death without them..."
Alice mumbled as she put away the newspaper and tossed Bernadette's letter onto the coffee table. Suddenly, she remembered a certain Eternal Angel who liked to play cards against himself.
...That sounds incredibly boring.
Come to think of it, did Emperor Roselle only invent "Fight the Landlord"? There are actually many ways to play with cards. If all else fails, we could even play mahjong...
Alice seriously considered the possibility of teaching Amon to play mahjong the next time they met.
However, isn't two people too few for mahjong? But if we need to gather more people, it seems like we'd be troubling others no matter who we invite. If we let Amon split into multiple bodies...
How is that any different from cheating?!
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