"It's so late, and it's unlikely that you can find a taxi in such a remote suburb."

After bypassing the patrol route of the tomb keeper and walking out of the quiet resting place surrounded by a cold atmosphere, the two stopped at a crossroads paved with rammed earth, and Alice broke the silence with a voice.

"Let's find a hotel nearby to stay."

Klein was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly paused and realized an embarrassing problem - he was penniless now, and there was no way a working Backlund bank would show up in the wilderness in the middle of the night to let him in.

To withdraw money, and more importantly, he couldn't produce any valid identification at all!

...Wait a minute, this feeling seems familiar.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Alice. He couldn't even use the "Joker's" ability to control his facial muscles, and showed the dull and stunned expression he had when he first met her, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Alice walked to the roadside, stood on tiptoes and broke off a small branch from the tree. She picked off the scattered leaves attached to it and then squatted down, letting the straight branch stand vertically on the ground. She only used her right hand to

The tip of your index finger points on the top of the branch to keep it balanced.

"I... let's go to the hotel. If we go to the hotel, I have no money and no identification..."

It was difficult for Klein not to recall the time when he was robbed and threatened by this demonic woman. She said with disgust that she did not want to go to the hotel with him and did not want others to misunderstand their relationship.

But now their positions were completely reversed, and the penniless person with nowhere to go turned out to be himself. As for Alice... he didn't know if she had any other residence or stronghold, but she would definitely not be short of money.

of.

So the second half of his sentence was particularly unconfident:

"I remember that you seemed unwilling to stay in a hotel with me..."

"Well, I didn't ask you to pay. If the two of us are going to stay in a hotel, we must have two rooms." Alice raised her head and gave him a slight look with a "what are you thinking about" look.

"Besides, you also need some private space to think freely."

"...Oh, okay."

Feeling that she had seen through all his thoughts, Klein nodded numbly and chose not to express any more opinions.

But when he heard the girl murmuring as she let go of the branch, letting it fall to a certain direction on the fork in the road, and then stood up straight again, he suddenly realized what she was doing before.

"...That was divination just now? In which direction did you divination find a hotel suitable for lodging?"

Alice patted the dust that might have been on her hands and nodded incredulously:

"I only know this simple divination, which can effectively prevent us from getting lost - let's go."

us……

In such a quiet suburban night with no one talking, Klein clearly realized that he was running counter to his original life and his past self; he felt a revolving door of memories rolling around in his mind, sometimes flickering on and off.

The captain, Old Neil, and Nighthawks teammates looked like each other, sometimes thinking about the mastermind behind killing him, and how they should launch their revenge plan...

But strangely, when the invisible loneliness gnawed at his heart, he didn't feel the pain. He saw the petite silhouette next to him bathed in the red moon, saw Alice's side face with a light expression, and saw her hanging down.

The long hair that was not tied up behind her swayed as she walked.

It seemed that something had changed quietly, but it was also like living in a night dream that was the same as before, with no one or thing changing.

Sometimes Klein even felt like an evil spirit crawling back from hell to the human world, following her in a daze, moving forward with mechanical steps based on instinct.

I don't know how long it took, but Alice also used the spell of divination twice to ask for directions on the way. They finally saw scattered stars and lights at the end of the rammed earth road, overlooking a village hidden in the night.

Outlined.

Without much effort, they identified the house with the hotel logo among the village buildings on the roadside, and walked up the creaking wooden steps along the road.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, she approached the front desk, which was shrouded in dim light from kerosene lamps and full of cheap and simple feeling. Alice reached out and touched the bell on the table a few times. The refreshing ringing sound instantly woke up the innkeeper who was dozing off with his head propped up.

Reception desk.

"Two single rooms." Alice retracted her gaze from the price list on the wall, took out a small women's wallet from the pocket of her skirt, took out four 1-souler bills and pushed it to

front desk.

The middle-aged village woman, who was obviously the owner of the hotel and worked as a receptionist, yawned, threw a booklet with guest information in an unfriendly manner, and casually pointed to the side of a short old pencil that had been used for an unknown period of time.

.

"Fill it out yourself."

After that, the middle-aged village woman seemed to be more awake, grabbed the banknotes, and began to check the security marks against the light.

Klein, who was signaled by Alice's eyes to work, took a step forward, held the old pencil that was too short, and calmly glanced at the various registration information left by previous passengers before feeling relieved.

, imitating other people's records, and made up two random names using words that deliberately blurred his own handwriting.

The middle-aged village woman who received them inspected the banknotes, took the register, glanced at it dispassionately, and threw two keys over from under the table.

"103 and 206, for your rooms and toilets, go out the back door and look for the red-tiled room in the yard. You must return the key before checking out, otherwise the 1 suler deposit will not be refunded."

Klein was about to take the key and paused before looking up at the hotel proprietress behind the reception desk:

"Can't you arrange a room closer to us?"

This...even if they are on the same floor, is it too much to be separated by one floor?

The middle-aged village woman seemed to look at him a few times, showing an almost vulgar look of disdain:

"There are only these two single rooms. I can't live here. If you want to live closer, you can discuss it first and then come to me to change to a double room."

...Double room? No, this...this is not appropriate...it is too inappropriate!

Klein managed to maintain his decent expression, picked up the two sets of keys with a smile, stopped talking to the proprietress of the hotel, and turned around to walk towards Alice who was waiting a little further away.

"There are only two single rooms that are quite far apart... you choose first." Klein spread his palms so that she could see clearly the room numbers on the two keys in his hand.

Alice didn't seem to pay much attention and picked up one of the keys at random, then glanced down at the room number.

At this time, Klein also saw clearly the key left for him, so he pointed to the sign leading to the corridor on the left hand side:

"Then I am...well, room 103."

Alice looked at him and smiled, indicating that she was going upstairs first.

After saying goodbye to her a little absent-mindedly, Klein unlocked the door of his room, walked in and looked around a few times, and discovered the few advantages of the guest rooms provided by this country hotel: clean and tidy

.

There is no bathroom, no toilet, only an old desk, an old chair, and a single wooden bed that looks weathered, but it is better than sleeping on the street...

Sighing and taking off his coat, Klein unconsciously fell into thinking.

At present, he has neither the "Holy Night Powder" to prepare nor the sterling silver dagger used in rituals. He has no way to make a spiritual wall to seal the room. In theory, he should not rush to the gray fog space without protection.

But he desperately wanted to find out the identity of the real culprit who caused his death, wanted to straighten out and piece together a series of events that happened in Tingen, and also wanted to know the current situation of the captain and what happened to Alice during this period...

All the thoughts that had been accumulated until now suddenly burst out at the moment when he was alone, urging him to take action.

Klein weighed it up and realized that with Alice nearby, he didn't have to worry too much about his own safety, but he also had to prevent her from knowing the biggest secret he had traveled through so far, the mysterious transfer ritual.

...Although he had been bumped into the scene of the "bogus corpse" by her, and she knew about the weird resurrection ability, he believed that he still needed to maintain the most basic caution to avoid trouble.

So Klein took out the citrine pendulum and performed several divination from the heart to predict whether it would be dangerous for him to go to the mysterious space above the gray fog, and whether Alice would notice that something was wrong.

Seeing that the results of the divination were quite reassuring, Klein put away the pendulum, found the direction and position, walked four steps backwards, then let his body do his best to lie back on the bed, while his spirituality was reflected in the almost crazy noise around him.

Climb up to the top and come to the magnificent palace and long mottled tables.

Without any hesitation, he sat in the first seat of "The Fool" and wrote the first divination sentence with the pen and paper that appeared:

"Kill my people."

…………

About half an hour later, Klein opened his eyes and sat upright in the hotel room with no soundproofing.

He only thought for a moment, then opened the door to the accompaniment of the sound coming from next door, walked up the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor, and found the guest room labeled 206.

In the corridor on the second floor, those mixed male and female sound effects that made people blush and heartbeat seemed to become more and more clear. Klein had no intention of paying attention to these disturbances, nor was he in the mood to think about it, but he suddenly realized that he was now standing in the guest room where Alice was.

In front of the door, they are probably listening to the same "sideshow"...

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little more embarrassed and ashamed.

……do not care!

Klein plucked up the courage and knocked on the door in front of him, tapping his knuckles on the center of the wooden door, making a dull and loud thunk sound.

The moment he knocked on the door, Klein heard that almost all the mixed sound effects of men and women seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and the entire corridor became extremely quiet, so quiet that it was even a little uneasy.

The sound insulation effect of these rooms is really not that bad...

He silently cursed and heard a soft, familiar voice coming from the room: "Who?"

"...I." Klein was too embarrassed to announce his name in an environment where many tenants were listening in the corner, so he could only answer briefly in a low voice.

After waiting for maybe a few seconds, Klein heard the sound of her approaching footsteps, and immediately saw the closed door in front of him opening.

"come in."

Not sure if it was his misunderstanding, but Klein always felt that there seemed to be an unexpected sense of helplessness in Alice's eyes when she looked at him.

This single room on the second floor of the country hotel has a layout that is roughly the same as that of Room 103. It is also minimally furnished with only a set of tables, chairs and a bed. But as Klein closed the door and locked it, those
To be continued...