Chapter 124:Why Don't You Call Her Eve?
"…Do you not want to see those pictures?" Alice blinked her eyes.
After a brief silence, Amon's figure disappeared again.
After calling out a few times without receiving a response, Alice disappointedly continued walking towards the church.
But it must be said, ignoring her was indeed a good idea. In the following days, Alice, having lost interest, began a mundane daily life.
—If you exclude the fact that she had an Amon with her.
The turning point came from Will Auceptin.
After Dr. Allen brought the news that he had found a thousand paper cranes from Will Auceptin and had a nightmare, Klein wanted to inform Alice about it.
He came to the gray fog, extended his right hand, and spread his spirituality towards the crimson star representing Alice.
In the blurry and hazy image, beside Alice's figure stood another figure.
He was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, and a monocle on his right eye.
Amon!
Klein suddenly became alert. He looked at Alice, who seemed completely unaware, and recalled what she had said a few days ago, unsure if she knew or not.
Should he remind her? How could he remind her without alerting Amon? Would this disrupt her plans? Uh, does she even have a plan? And...
Klein's thoughts stopped.
In the blurry image, Amon suddenly looked up with a chuckle and made eye contact with him through the gray fog.
Alice, who originally seemed unaware, looked towards Amon's direction in confusion.
Klein immediately cut off the connection.
After calming down for a moment, Klein began to consider how he could help Alice.
Then he realized he seemed unable to help at all.
In an instant, Klein's desire for promotion became unprecedentedly strong.
On the other side, Amon, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly reappeared. Alice looked over in confusion.
Looking at Amon, who seemed to be staring through the air at something, Alice's eyelids twitched uneasily twice.
Suddenly, Amon turned his head and, before Alice could react, approached her quickly and said with a sigh, "It seems the Fool cares about you."
"!" Alice saw her own shocked and bewildered face reflected in Amon's eyes. "Is your target him?"
"It was at first," Amon chuckled, "but you successfully piqued my interest."
Alice opened her mouth, unsure of what expression she should have.
"You said that image was created out of affection," Amon's voice continued, "I'm curious… where is there a group of people who love me in such a way?"
Alice didn't know how to explain this. Facing the gradually approaching Amon, she instinctively leaned back against the chair.
"And your understanding of me," Amon ignored Alice's evasion and continued to approach, "Son of the Creator, Blasphemer, Angel of Time, God of Deception and Mischief… I guess you also know my true name?"
Alice hesitated and nodded. The chair tilted back as she retreated, and she hurriedly reached out to stabilize herself by holding onto the table.
"You are familiar with my titles, characteristics, and style, and you know my true name. You also…" Amon stopped approaching and paused as if organizing his words.
After a while, he gave up on this difficult task and said, "I originally thought you might be from the past, but… could such a ridiculous thing really be told to you by fate?"
Alice pursed her lips.
When the Angel of Time put away his playful demeanor, she felt from the screaming spirituality what it meant to be "the first under the true god."
Yes, playful—Alice realized that Amon's attitude in the past two days was probably just casually teasing a cat he found pleasing.
He didn't take her occasional claws seriously at all.
Even if Song Shu's phrase "the first under the true god" was an exaggeration, the pressure Amon brought was far greater than the Serpent of Mercury.
If her next words didn't satisfy him, she might die… Realizing this, Alice pondered and asked:
"Do you know… is there any sequence ability that can make written stories come true?"
Amon squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you saying that was a story written by someone unknown?"
"So, there really is such a sequence?" Alice insisted on her question.
"Sequence 1, Author," Amon smiled meaningfully, "Since you've heard of me, perhaps you've also heard of my paranoid brother, Adam?"
"Adam?" Alice repeated the name, her expression becoming strange.
"You really have heard of him?" Amon asked with interest, looking as if he was expecting—expecting to see some scenes of his brother.
When Alice voiced this thought, Amon burst into laughter. After a while, he stopped laughing and said to Alice:
"You see, I really find you interesting, as long as the target isn't me."
Alice decided to change the topic: "Your father, the 'Lord of All Creation, the Omniscient and Omnipotent God,' does he have another name called 'God'? And the church symbol is the cross…"
"Did you see my father's?" Amon began to think seriously.
"?" Alice stared, not knowing what to say.
…Who would want to see their father and brother's… that kind of thing!
Amon chuckled and finally answered Alice's question: "So, what exactly do you want to ask?"
Alice looked at Amon, frowned, tried to hold back twice, and finally couldn't help but ask hesitantly: "…Why don't you call her Eve?"
"?" Amon's eyes were full of confusion.
Alice, recalling a creation myth she had in mind, explained:
"According to legend, God created man from the dust of the ground, breathed life into his nostrils, and he became a living being named Adam.
"Later, God caused Adam to fall into a deep sleep, took one of his ribs, and created Eve…"
Amon said in an emotionless tone: "According to your story… perhaps someone else should be renamed Eve."
"Huh?" Alice widened her eyes.
"Have you heard of Saslier?" Amon asked.
"No," Alice shook her head, "but it sounds like a man's name…"
"Why do you care about this?" Amon suddenly had a bad feeling.
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