Chapter 57 Mr. Fool's Suicidal Experience
Above the gray fog, Klein, who had just recovered his spirituality, couldn't wait to ask Alice, whom he had just pulled up, "What's going on?"
"What do you mean?" Alice, who had just settled down, was momentarily confused. "Oh, you mean that Mercury Snake?"
"Mercury Snake? The one targeting you is a Mercury Snake?" Klein repeated Alice's words.
"A Mercury Snake," Alice corrected Klein's quantifier seriously.
"..." Klein's prepared words got stuck. He struggled a bit to remember what he wanted to say, "How did it end up targeting you?"
Alice leaned back in her chair and looked at Klein with a hint of resentment, "If I knew, I wouldn't be here..."
"Then, what did you mean when you talked to 'The Hanged Man'?" Klein continued to ask.
"...It was a revelation," Alice answered softly. "It needs me to stand high enough so that my death will be meaningful."
Klein was slightly taken aback.
"I feel like I'm an immature potion ingredient..." Alice complained, rubbing her temples. "As for why it can't manipulate my fate, I think the answer is obvious, right?"
Klein was momentarily stunned but quickly recalled what Alice was referring to.
Whether it was the initial fortunate death, the later death of Megose, Alice's resurrection, or even Alice waking up in this body initially, all were evidence that Alice's fate had been influenced by unknown forces.
Moreover, the Goddess had directly informed Alice of this.
"You think that power is higher than an angel's rank?" Klein asked in confusion. "But how can you be sure?"
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have encountered that Mercury Snake after trusting Charlie King and accepting his deposit, and then received a revelation of fate," Alice gave her reasoning. "An angel of the 'Fate' pathway can't even decide whom they don't want to meet?"
Klein was speechless, but he quickly noticed a hidden flaw in this logic, "But how can you be sure it doesn't want to meet you? Maybe it did it on purpose?"
Alice retorted, "Do you think it's easier for me to accept its help and grow if I believe it's benevolent or if I believe it's malevolent?"
Klein fell silent. After all, even if that Mercury Snake really wanted to meet Alice, it wouldn't directly give her a revelation of fate, exposing itself completely.
"Have you finished asking? Is it my turn to ask now?" Alice looked at Klein sincerely.
"...What do you want to ask?" Klein suddenly had a bad feeling and began to urgently think if he had done anything wrong.
"That talisman you gave me during the Megose incident, it should be from the 'Sun' domain, right?" Alice probed from the edge.
"...Yes." Klein nodded.
"How did you make that talisman? And the 'Light Worshiper' potion formula..." Alice stared at Klein curiously.
"I... uh... I actually... uh..." Klein's eyes darted around.
Alice stopped talking and just blinked at him.
"You know about '3-0782'..." Klein hesitantly began to recount his reckless experience.
Alice nodded.
"I divined the origin of '3-0782' and discovered a drop of golden liquid..." Klein's speech slowed down.
Alice suddenly had a bad premonition and asked, "And then?"
"I divined the origin of that drop of golden liquid..." Klein hesitated and stuttered about the conclusion, "and found out it was the blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun..."
"..." Alice fell silent. She didn't know what to say because she suddenly felt that perhaps she and Klein were not only equally matched in combat skills but also in their ability to cause trouble.
No, maybe I'm a bit better. At least I didn't provoke that angel on purpose...
...
Alice met Klein again at the Brave Bar.
Although she had informed Klein about the clues regarding Caspers, she was still somewhat surprised to see Klein appear at the gathering of Beyonders so quickly—after all, Alice knew that Klein was much better than her at handling things discreetly without arousing suspicion.
At least Alice believed that if Klein were in her position, he wouldn't come to the Brave Bar without any disguise...
In the end, Alice had to use her ability to change her appearance in front of Caspers to cover up this matter.
Back to the point, the liveliest person at this gathering was still the chubby pharmacist: "Recently, a group of beasts has appeared in the sewers, eating many of the herbs I've planted. They're smart enough to avoid the poisonous ones. I need someone to help me clear them out. You know, this isn't my specialty; I'm only good at mixing potions and treating you."
Alice, who was equally unskilled in this matter, quietly watched the others.
"I'll say it again, I need someone to help me clear out the new beasts in the sewers, only in the Beckland Bridge area. I'll pay four bottles of precious potions as a reward, two of which can effectively stop bleeding and promote wound healing. Trust me, this is better than getting stitches at a clinic and will be effective for six months." The chubby pharmacist stated his request and corresponding conditions.
Suddenly, the chubby pharmacist chuckled and said, "The other two bottles, with a one-and-a-half-month shelf life, can help men regain the vigor of their teenage years, turning them into extraordinary beings in bed. Even after the shelf life, it will still work, but it will spread throughout the body, making the user extremely violent, with greatly increased strength, speed, and agility, though they'll become weak after half an hour."
Alice listened in amazement to the chubby pharmacist's description. She suddenly understood why the pharmacist had asked her if she was an adult when they first met.
Unfortunately, the effects of the pharmacist's potions didn't seem attractive enough, as no one responded.
"In addition to the four precious potions, I'll add 30 pounds!" The chubby pharmacist gritted his teeth and raised the price.
Finally, a man sitting at the edge of the sofa spoke up, "I'll take this commission. You prepay two bottles of potions, one of each kind, with Mr. 'Eye of Wisdom' as the witness."
"No problem." The elderly 'Eye of Wisdom' sitting on a single sofa agreed without surprise.
"Alright." The chubby pharmacist visibly relaxed as someone agreed to his request.