Relationship with "mother"?

Alice would not misinterpret the meaning of this sentence.

"This probably doesn't refer to my biological mother."

She frowned, then quickly let go.

"I have nothing to do with the 'mother' you call me."

No matter how many hidden dangers there are in the life field of this world, they have nothing to do with her, a complete outsider.

It wasn't her fault.

So the answer to this question is a no-brainer.

Crestel seemed to want to ask something more, but when he spoke again, his tone was different.

"Second thing, Your Excellency...is your real name 'Chick'?"

Chick? Who is this...

After silently memorizing the pronunciation in her mind, Alice folded her hands and raised them up, just covering her lips, with a smile flowing from her brows and eyes.

"If I answer yes, will it make your goddess change her current friendly attitude? Or will she breathe a sigh of relief instead? But unfortunately, I have to say - no, my name is not this."

After this round of question and answer ended, the God's Favored One remained silent for a long, long time in front of her smile.

"Well, I feel like there is a third thing you haven't said yet, but since you don't know how to say it, how about giving me the right to ask questions for now?"

Crestel knew that the other party was not asking for his opinion, so he waited for confirmation of the goddess's acquiescence, and then nodded:

"Please ask."

"Then, first thing, I -"

Imitating the sentence pattern of the God's Favorite with a bit of bad taste, Alice was about to express her doubts that she had already thought about asking the gods, but she suddenly stopped the words she was about to say.

You can't ask... you can't mention this issue and the essence behind it to any god-level existence, otherwise, extremely bad consequences will occur!

She trusted her instinctive sense of danger.

No matter what the reason is, no matter how peaceful the attitude of the goddess of the night is now, and she is even willing to send her beloved envoys to contact her, the meaning behind this question... or in other words, raising such a question from her standpoint, itself

It is an unreasonable and dangerous thing to do!

What danger could be greater than arousing the hostility of a righteous god? Being boycotted by all the righteous gods in the world?

That would be too...well...

The young girl magician refused to imagine such a scene, and changed her mind in a flash.

"My name is Alice, just Alice. You can call me by this name, especially you, Crested Sesima. Please stop calling me Your Excellency."

The God's Favorite who was called by his full name was not surprised that he knew the goddess' gaze. It could even be said that the "goddess sword" at this time was just a tool that acted as a bridge for dialogue between the two beings, and should not have been mixed with it.

To advance thoughts that belong to his own will.

However, He... this "girl" who was suspected of being a ghostly clone of an unknown existence, deliberately emphasized the issue of how he called Him.

Crestel's first reaction was not surprise, but panic.

It was like seeing some kind of inhuman being put on a human appearance, studying hard, and imitating various human behaviors. He once again realized that the other person was another creature that was similar in appearance to himself but completely different on the inside.

.

Fortunately, he quickly ignored this topic and spoke with an uncertain smile on his face.

"The next thing is the second thing... Well, please forgive me for not being able to describe the entire problem directly. Please listen to a short premise first."

Hearing this, although Crestel did not express any obvious expression, he still unconsciously leaned his center of gravity forward a little, assuming a posture of listening carefully.

But just when he thought he was going to hear a story about a past relationship with a theme of madness or chaos, the other party used a melodious tone that sounded like a song, and his voice was clear and clear:

“The ruler of the end and nothingness;

The cradle and destination of endless destiny beyond the stars;

You are the root of evil, the source of demons, and an eternal disaster..."

"Well, don't be too nervous. I said this honorary name in Rune language, didn't I?" Alice put down her folded hands, tapped the surface of the table twice with her fingers, and smiled to signal to the person whose expression suddenly changed.

The God-Blessed One calmly said, "Anyway, the second thing is to confirm how much the goddess and the Church of the Night know about the direction of this description of the honorary name and the believers who worship and pursue him?"

"..."

The God's Favored One remained silent for a longer period of time than before.

It seemed that until the goddess who symbolized the night gave her answer, Crestel finally no longer looked like he was ready to jump up from the stone bench and hold the holy sword at any time, and his stern look softened slightly.

"About your Excellency...the second point you raised, besides the honorable name, do you know anything else? For example, how his followers call this existence."

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have asked specifically." Alice sighed silently as she spoke, with a little loss in her voice. "It seems that I can only work harder on my own and try to solve these problems."

Find the madman with a broken brain."

Suppressing the self-assertion of wanting to ask the other party's reasons, Crestel breathed out gently, followed the oracle given by the goddess a moment ago, reorganized his words and said:

"No matter what your decision is and what kind of people you are looking for, you should go to a wider place. Tingen City is just a small stage. You may be able to look elsewhere instead of being limited by such a small town..."

"The third thing you originally planned to say was to ask me to leave this city?" Alice held her chin in one hand, her expression still lacking in tension, but her eyesight became sharper.

The God's Favorite was stunned for a moment in surprise, and then answered slowly.

"...This is your understanding. I am just giving advice, not a request. You can consider it slowly."

Leaving Tingen... Advice from the Goddess of the Night...

Alice felt that this was a quite kind attitude, but although she had originally planned to leave and visit other cities, she didn't want to leave in a hurry after being told this.

First of all, she has not yet decided where to go next. Secondly, the back-up plans arranged on those witches have not yet reaped results, and then there are the personal trivial matters that have not yet been concluded...

Because of her silence, Crestel didn't know what to think of, but he still got the follow-up of the oracle from the goddess. His stiff expression seemed to have been brewing for a long time, and he finally said in a heavy tone:

"If you haven't decided on a specific destination yet, you can... you can talk to... me -"

"Can I follow you around the Loen Kingdom for a while and be supervised at the same time?" Alice said casually, but found that this neat and thin man gritted his teeth and looked like he was ready to sacrifice.

"...Well, you goddesses should know what changes will happen to people who have been in contact with me for a long time, but you still want to arrange for you to 'look after' me?"

In this way, wouldn't he be equivalent to a gift given to her by the goddess?

I always feel that something is strange... How could anyone deceive his own God's Favorite like this?

Alice shook her head and stood up, dusting off any dust that might have been on her robe.

"Forget it, I have already decided on the follow-up arrangements. If there is nothing else, can I go back now?"

Silently looking at the "girl"'s calm expression as if nothing had happened, Crestel breathed out softly, unconsciously loosening his hands that were clenched into fists, and the tight-fitting shirt on his back had been cut.

Soaked in layers of cold sweat.

"You have already answered the three things mentioned in the goddess' oracle. Next, it is my personal request.

Please ask, are you willing to return the two sealed items belonging to the church?"

Seeing her thoughtful expression, Crestel briefly described the characteristics of the two lost sealed items, and then said: "...these are the two items that the Nighthawks team in Conant City used against you.

"

"Ah, that's what you're talking about..."

Alice nodded in realization, and then smiled.

"I reject."

The next moment, all the colors faded away from her body illuminated by the weak white light without any warning, and only monotonous black and white remained, remaining on this image that seemed to have suddenly lost its thickness.

Just like changing from a three-dimensional entity back to a two-dimensional image, Alice, who was as thin as paper, quickly turned into countless pieces of broken lenses with cracks, scattering all over the floor.

Crestel Sesima was even stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: the existence claiming to be Alice had replaced the real body with a mirror clone from unknown time, and followed him all the way deep into the Chanis Gate underground of the church; now the other party

When he planned to leave, he withdrew the part of consciousness attached to his clone and disappeared without a trace in an instant...

Why is there an indescribable feeling, like a child who was caught by his parents doing bad things and ran away very decisively...

Trying to put aside the strange imagination in his mind, the God's Favored One sat silently in the silent darkness for a while, then got up and prepared to clean up the fragments of the mirror left by Alice, but found that there seemed to be something strange about the ground scattered with broken mirrors.

Mark of.

He squatted down and tentatively touched one of the fragments, and instantly a biting chill invaded his fingertips.

"Mirror made of ice..."

…

No matter how much the "Sword of the Goddess" doubts and speculates about the relationship between Alice and the original witch at this moment, it has nothing to do with the young magician who is far away from the underground of St. Selina Church.

Alice opened her eyes in the mirror world.

While rubbing her sore and numb legs, she returned to standing from a sitting position, still thinking about the three things that the goddess of the night confirmed to her through the mouth of the God's Favorite.

In the final analysis, all questions and contradictions focus on three eternal philosophical thinking.

Who is she, where is she, and what is she going to do?
To be continued...