No matter how the weak, pitiful and helpless little Eve sighed and sang sad songs, she could not shake the decision of the big devil Alice.

In the end, she had no choice but to give in to reality. She grabbed a few pennies and flew to the streets every morning to look for the newsboys. Then, with the agility and flexibility of a "thief", she stuffed the coins into the newsboys' pockets, and then took them with her "

"Buy" the newspaper.

——There is no way, Alice does not allow her to steal the newspapers sold by these children, so Eve can only choose such a troublesome and roundabout method.

Time passed quietly in the steady flow of day and night, and in the blink of an eye it was Wednesday again in the new week.

During these few days, Alice successfully resigned from her job as an assistant in the detective agency. All her colleagues, including her employer, Detective Henry, did not seem to find it surprising or abrupt, and happily accepted her farewell, just as they happily accepted it at the time.

Her joining is the same.

As a result, the visitor from another world rarely had time to relax again - except for the energy she devoted to alchemy experiments every day, going out was the time she left for herself to relax.

Holding the seven-stringed harp in her arms, she swam through the gaps between the buildings like a shadow, leaving footprints and sounds of music by the pool, in the park, and beside the square. She gained the attention of the very few viewers who noticed her presence.

A few coins came.

Just like she did when she was wandering in the past, like every unknown street performer, she talked with strangers, listened to each other's words, and wrote new musical chapters for other people's stories.

Even if she doesn't get much applause, she will still pluck the strings in her hand and weave notes.

The only problem... happened last night.

Alice discovers that the arrangement she left on "witch" Triss has been erased by some unknown external force.

And the blood and hair she had specially collected before were no longer able to help her connect to Triss's field of vision, as if she had been cut off from her main body...

On the other hand, Mrs. Beatrice's current situation seems to be normal.

This member of the Witch Cult reported the general situation to the mourning lady who was sent to contact the messenger according to the procedure, including the details of the July dinner, including the "Pleasure Witch" Claire Sibley of unknown origin.

Alice originally planned to trace the return trajectory of the messenger and locate the location of the mourning lady, but unfortunately the messenger was extremely good at hiding itself, and after entering the spirit world, it escaped her long-distance observation and disappeared without a trace.

Helpless, Alice can only take the same approach as Mrs. Beatrice - wait for a response from the mysterious mourning lady.

As for the "Witch" Triss, after some consideration, she gave her familiar Eve a new instruction.

Explore Triss's residence and find out what the mysterious external force is that affects her.

As for herself...

Well, today is Wednesday. As usual, she should go and meet Mr. Leonard and have lunch together - of course, the generous Mr. Leonard is responsible for paying the bill. She just needs to sit there and listen to him recite

I wrote new poems, smiled from time to time, and just waited for the waiter to bring the dishes.

However, Alice felt that she needed to state in advance that she did not intend to develop any unnecessary emotions with him, even though that face was indeed quite pleasing...

The reason why I agreed to the other party's date-like invitation is entirely because they are now friends.

Yes, that's right, friendship.

Everything starts with the words she said in order to politely reject his advances:

"I think...we are better suited to be friends."

However, Mr. Leonard, who had the temperament of a romantic poet, seemed not to understand her subtext at all, and replied with a smile:

"Alice, I'm glad you think so, so are we friends now?"

Um...this.

Realizing that her refusal had not played its intended role at all, facing those clear and bright green eyes, Alice could only sigh helplessly, unable to say anything to hurt his self-confidence.

——Otherwise, what else can we do? Just say that we can’t even be friends? That’s not a big deal...

After all, she still needs to maintain normal social interactions.

After listening to a passerby's story and finishing up the morning's street impromptu performance, Alice put away her instrument, said goodbye to the people she met by chance, returned to Klein's house, changed into a set of clothes, and went out.

As a result, just at the end of lunch time, she unexpectedly received a telepathic communication from her familiar Eve.

"Alice Alice! I saw a job that meets your requirements! The address is at 18 Flood Street! They are recruiting people here, but it seems that the recruitment information has not been registered in the newspaper!"

"...Tell me first, what is the job content? If you dare to point me to a job like a bartender in a club, you know the consequences yourself." Alice lowered her eyes and replied in her heart without changing her expression.

"Private clinic. There is a new private clinic here. They are recruiting assistants who understand nursing. It also says that those with a foundation in herbal medicine will be given priority because there is a herbal garden behind the clinic and they need to take turns taking care of it with another assistant...

..." Eve read the words on the recruitment notice word by word, consciously, "We work five days a week, rest on Monday and Tuesday, and the weekly salary is 3 pounds 10 sole, but the doctors in the clinic will treat the people who apply for the job.

, conduct a simple test..."

It sounds pretty normal.

"Well done, Eve." Alice nodded lightly, praised the little guy, and then remembered the instructions she had given before, "But didn't I ask you to check out the residence of 'Witch' Triss?

Why do you have time to go to the clinic on the street to read job postings?”

"Because, Alice, there was no one in the house you told me about... all the valuables seemed to have been taken away. I wonder if it was done by Triss you mentioned." Eve answered.

Triss changed her residence?

She frowned slightly and asked again:

"Are there any clues left inside the house? Or is there an aura of danger that makes you feel?"

"Danger, it seems there is no danger, but clues...even if you ask Alice, I don't know what counts as a clue."

"Is there anything that feels unnatural to you? For example, the furnishings inside the room are very messy, or the shoe prints left on the stalls have mud spots, and so on."

Alice was persuasive and even asked Eve to return to the room and share the view with her, but it was a pity that she gained little.

But at least one thing is certain, that is, Triss was not forced to leave her previous residence because of any accident. She should have taken away her belongings and moved to another hiding place in a prepared manner.

Last night...all the changes happened last night.

"Alice, are you okay?"

Perhaps because she had lowered her head and been silent for too long, Leonard finally noticed something strange about the girl opposite him and called her.

"Well, it's okay." Alice came back to her senses and gave him an apologetic smile, "I thought of something and was a little distracted."

"Are you worried about anything?" The "Midnight Poet", who has messy black hair that has been neglected but has a unique sense of beauty, asked proactively.

"Well, I didn't know what to say for a moment..." The girl sighed in distress. In fact, she was actually a little distressed.

She was wondering whether she should let the Nighthawk in front of her intervene and use the power of the Church of the Night Goddess behind him to investigate the missing "witch" Triss.

But she was hesitant, hesitating whether to use her own magical means to restore last night's scene.

——The related casting materials are too expensive, and it is difficult to find substitutes in this world. They are rare resources that are used once and less once. Alice always feels that it is a waste to use them on such small things.

Obviously, Leonard also saw the girl's dilemma. He arched his eyebrows and smiled and said that as long as she was willing to speak, he would be happy to help her relieve her worries.

But in the end, Alice did not mention the matter of Triss to the Nighthawk in front of her. After finishing the lunch they had together, she said goodbye to him as usual and turned towards the East District of Tingen.

She planned to mention this matter to Klein when she got home in the evening.

As for now, she plans to check out the private clinic that recruits assistants. If there are no big problems, she will work there until she leaves Tingen.

…………

Afternoon, No. 18 Flood Street, East District.

The signboard belonging to the original store has been replaced, and several decoration workers are working together to install a new sign in front of the newly decorated clinic.

A young girl walked to the door of this clinic with bright windows and neat interiors. She gently waved her hand to disperse the smell of paint that filled her nose, and looked up at the recruitment sign erected next to the entrance of the clinic.

When she stepped inside, Shermin opened the curtain of the back door and walked in, meeting her with a messy hair.

"Ah, welcome..." Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the boy with delicate features gradually blushed under the gaze of those overly magnificent blue and green eyes, and stuttered at a loss, "No, no, I'm sorry, I

I forgot that the clinic hasn’t opened yet...then, then you..."

"I'm here to apply for a job as a clinic assistant." The girl in a white dress with light blond hair said, with a polite smile on her delicate and beautiful face that made Shermin feel trance-like.

"Assistant, ah, assistant, yes, of course, I have written the recruitment sign... Uh, would you mind coming in and filling out the applicant information form? Then, then... then, if you are interested in medicinal herbs

If you want to learn more about it, I will probably ask you a few questions..."

The more Shermin spoke, the softer and weaker his voice became, as if he was the candidate being interviewed.

The girl in the white dress nodded slightly.

"no problem."

Hearing this, Shermin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned around and took her into the newly renovated inner room, while introducing her in a low voice:

"The new owner of the clinic...that is, Dr. Adams is not here now. I am only serving as his assistant to examine the knowledge of herbal medicine on his behalf. So if you plan to work in this clinic, you have to wait until Dr. Adams comes back and pass

The final result can only be obtained after his interview..."

"Okay, I understand." The girl in the white dress was very polite and cooperative.

After she finished filling out the form, Shermin finally learned the girl's name, and clearly saw that in the column where she filled in her personal strengths, she wrote "Proficient in nursing, human body structure, and slightly knowledgeable in herbal medicine."

of words.

The young man rubbed his hands nervously and sat across from Alice, preparing to test her knowledge of herbal medicine——

Although it has been two or three days since the recruitment notice was written, previous applicants usually failed to pass Dr. Adams's test, so so far, he has not had the experience of actually facing even one applicant...

However, unexpectedly, she answered almost all the test questions, and even did an excellent job in identifying the medicinal herbs. It was not at all the level of "slight understanding" that Shermin thought she had.
To be continued...