Alice walked over, drew down a thin book from the cabinet.
Different from the Groselle's Travels that looked not simple at first glance, this seemed to be just an ordinary unremarkable book... oh wait, the story inside the book was hand-copied!
Alice turned her head to look toward Edwina.
"This was something I collected at a secret gathering not long ago," Edwina walked over and said, "Above it copied down a very interesting story, though it should be fictional, after all..."
She paused, didn't say the reason, but instead smiled and said to Alice: "You should be interested, because the story's protagonist is a 'prophet'."
Prophet?
Alice slightly froze, curiously opened the content.
Troy King Priam and Queen Hecuba's third daughter Cassandra was their most beautiful daughter, she was beautiful like golden Aphrodite, was Apollo's priestess...
Ah???
The first familiar name is illusion, the second familiar name is coincidence, the third, fourth, fifth...
Well, not that exaggerated, but Cassandra, Aphrodite and Apollo three names appearing in the same frame, Alice already held no hope.
...This is clearly Greek mythology!
No, actually also can't be certain, maybe it's Roman mythology, haha.
Alice used a subway old man phone expression to finish reading the entire story.
In the story, Cassandra was Troy's princess, once was granted prophetic ability by Apollo, later because of refusing to mate with Apollo was cursed, became a prophet whose prophecies were not believed by people.
Next was Cassandra's tragic life, finally, she also died because of prophecies not believed by people.
Alice patiently finished reading the entire story, although regarding the story's many details she didn't remember very clearly, but familiar names and similar content let Alice be certain, this was Greek mythology or Roman mythology that someone didn't know who copied over.
...Emperor Roselle?
Undeniably, this indeed was the easiest answer to think of, but Alice immediately ruled out this possibility—how could Roselle possibly silently copy down stories? He should go everywhere proclaiming he wrote it himself!
However, Alice did understand why Edwina felt this was fictional.
After all the god names above were all never heard of—even civilizations isolated from the world like Silver City, the gods they believed in also left traces in history.
Such completely unheard of names, the possibility of being fictional naturally was higher than the possibility of existing a hidden civilization.
Alice silently closed the book, solemnly asked: "Can you tell in detail... the situation of the person who gave you this story?"
She had understanding of that story?
Edwina's eyes slightly brightened, she said to Alice: "That person concealed their appearance... why don't you try divination?"
"That also needs to ask if you know or not..." Alice said while attempting to divine this story's origin.
Yes, the story's origin—who copied down this story, how many hands this story went through actually wasn't important, important was the person who originally wrote down the story.
But Alice quickly discovered, the result would disappoint her.
Regarding this story's origin, was obscured by unknown power, Alice withdrew from a gray-white phantom, realized that the current her, still didn't have the ability to see through the truth.
Alice fiercely furrowed her brow.
She essentially was equivalent to living "Fate" pathway uniqueness, on her body also entangled part of the power belonging to source substance "Key of Light", theoretically speaking, in parts involving fate, her authority was very high.
If not afraid of death, Old Ones she could also peek at, Pillars... Pillars she hadn't tried yet.
Theoretically speaking, in the range she knew, anti-divination that could block her possibly only had... herself?
Alice fell into contemplation.
"Have you heard of this story before?" Edwina's voice pulled back Alice's thoughts, "You seem to care very much."
Alice was silent for a moment, after putting the book back in its original place, lowered her eyes and said:
"It shouldn't exist here... just like this piece of clothing on my body, they all don't belong to existing civilization."
"Don't belong to existing civilization..." Edwina's eyes became even brighter, "Can you say more details?"
Alice's movements slightly paused, raised her head to look at her, after contemplating for a moment said:
"I come from... before the First Epoch.
"I once awakened in the Second Epoch, afterwards fell into slumber, until not long ago only then awakened again."
She with peaceful eye color looked at Edwina eye to eye, clearly saw the shock and joy intertwined emotions flashing in Edwina's eyes, and also fear crushed over by joy.
"Do you mind staying on the ship a bit longer?" she suddenly proposed, "We are different from ordinary pirate ships, in nature closer to treasure hunters, our main activities are all searching for various treasures on the great sea..."
Alice fell into contemplation.
Looking at Edwina who was working hard to recruit her, Alice closed her eyes and asked: "Are all you Church of Knowledge people wanting knowledge not life?"
...She completely didn't consider why I could live so long!
She, she simply only cared about that civilization before the First Epoch... oh no, maybe she also cared about the Second Epoch history I remember.
Edwina's joyful excitement formed sharp contrast with the terror and awe when Audrey and Alger in memory first heard this news, Alice in a certain instant, remembered Klein who first reaction was to care about her.
Between people, originally would differ this much...
A shallow bewilderment passed through Alice's eyes, she suddenly remembered Winfrey Gregory who both meetings were full of inexplicably strange feelings, suddenly had a subtle feeling.
Strange and weird, inexplicably puzzling, not playing by the rules... why can't it be human?
That is to say, there are so many people in this world, if someone's personality is more like human, also very normal, right...?
...Why do I still need to use this word to describe myself?
Alice in her heart fiercely cursed Amon once, then only said to Edwina:
"I won't tell, unless you... uh, unless you convert to believe in me?
"No, forget it, believers giving gods lessons is also too strange... you don't do this, you absolutely don't do this, I won't tell you!"
Alice clearly saw Edwina for an instant showed moved expression, after hearing her latter half sentence, even more showed regret.
Church of Knowledge believers won't all be fence-sitters... Alice in her heart silently sympathized with the God of Knowledge and Wisdom for one second.