Admiral Amyrius finally realized the source of that sense of discord on Alice.
She was only imitating human behavior patterns, learning these manners and customs; she herself had no feelings about them.
Or, to put it more accurately, she was learning how to be a "human."
Looking at it this way, she really was very much like an out-of-control "Level 0" sealed item. As for the reason for the loss of control, it was simple—she became a person...
However, if she was that high-level being from the past who had influenced the "Fate" pathway, then that is to say… she had "lost control" once before? But that time she was sealed?
No matter what he thought in his heart, Admiral Amyrius's expression still didn't show much fluctuation. He just nodded and said:
"I will consider your suggestion."
Alice instantly forgot the issue of whether this was in line with etiquette or norms, happily waved her hand and said:
"Then thank you~"
You... In order to prevent his expression from losing control, Admiral Amyrius nodded and quickened his pace to leave this place.
Alice immediately pushed open the door to see what Klein had become now.
Neatly combed black hair, deep ocean-blue eyes, slightly drooping corners of the mouth, a clean-shaven face, a rigid and serious temperament, deep blue clothing with ribbons, medals, and epaulettes...
Good, what a Navy Admiral Admiral Amyrius!
Alice looked at Klein in astonishment. A dozen seconds later, under Klein's expectant gaze, she gave her evaluation:
"If this era had an entertainment industry, you would definitely be a movie king!"
Under Klein's dazed gaze, Alice walked closer to him, circled around him once, then looked left and right, and then tugged at Klein's sleeve and asked:
"So, did you guys just compare your body figures to see if they're the same?"
Klein imagined the scene where he and Admiral Amyrius honestly compared each other's body figures to see if they matched, and shuddered in horror.
During this time, Alice looked him over from top to bottom, left to right, then raised the next question:
"By the way, if Admiral Amyrius hadn't forbidden you and Cynthia from going to bed, and you two really did something, would Cynthia be able to recognize you? I don't mean by figure, I mean…"
Klein couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to cover Alice's mouth.
Alice didn't try to struggle, but she glared at Klein, waiting for him to give an explanation.
Klein helplessly glanced at her, withdrew his hand and asked:
"First, Admiral Admiral Amyrius and I did not take off our clothes to confirm whether my transformed body matches his. Don't you think that scene is too strange?"
Alice shook her head and said: "But you're the stand-in he paid for, right? Don't you need to check the goods carefully..."
Alice's ever-strange choice of words made the corner of Klein's mouth twitch. He had to remind her:
"I am not a good; I am a person, Alice."
Alice looked at him in confusion.
Klein stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly darkened his expression and asked in a serious tone:
"Alice, you know that people and objects are not the same, right?"
Alice cautiously glanced at him, thinking she was being sneaky as she took half a step back, adopting a posture ready to flee, and cautiously said:
"I—I know now..."
What a "know now."
Klein took a deep breath and warned himself not to get angry. The child is young and doesn't understand things, but at the same time he asked Alice in confusion and hesitation:
"How old were you exactly when you crossed over? I feel like the high schooler in my memory is quite a bit different from you…"
Alice opened her mouth and softly said:
"I—I'm not sure...
"Maybe... maybe...
"Maybe those later memories of mine are all false. I—I seem to not just not be an adult, I probably, maybe am only a few years old..."
This is bad—really turned into raising a child now.
Klein looked at Alice speechlessly for a long time—if the teenage Shen Yinghuan could still barely be considered a younger sister, then single-digit-aged "Huanhuan," that's truly a different generation.
...So your "Fate" pathway let a child whose age is in the single digits become a god?!
Klein looked at Alice and suddenly felt a strong sense of absurdity. He sighed, pinched his brow, and said to her:
"Alice, humans and objects are not the same. You cannot treat people the same way you treat things. Do you understand?"
Alice hesitantly nodded.
…She's pretending to understand, isn't she?
Klein's mouth twitched. He remembered how, in class, when the teacher asked "Did you understand," everyone nodded together. He helplessly continued to explain:
"Let me give the simplest example. You can do whatever you want to an object without considering the object's opinion—like when Admiral Admiral Amyrius and I exchanged clothes, we didn't need to ask the clothes if they agreed.
"But for people, you can't do that. For enemies and strangers, forget it—it's unrealistic to ask you to consider them so highly... At the very least, for people you're familiar with, you should consider their feelings, right?
"Like... like you wouldn't make decisions for me without my consent, right?"
Alice was at a loss for words. She thought of her comment about giving Source Castle to Amon, and after a moment of silence, tentatively asked:
"What if I already did that...?"
"I'd be very angry," Klein looked at her seriously, "Maybe even an apology wouldn't help."
Alice bit her lip and lowered her head, voice so small it was almost inaudible:
"I—I understand. When the time comes, I'll tell you…"
Klein looked at Alice in surprise, then asked hesitantly:
"What is it?"
Alice stared at him, suddenly fell silent, and only after a while murmured:
"No, this is obviously a paradox...
"If you don't become an angel, I can't tell you—but if you become an angel, there's a risk of losing your humanity...
"Actually, the best would be to not even ascend to demi-god... but, but..."
Alice bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and softly asked:
"If you knew that this world would face an apocalypse, and that the savior would appear between you and Amon… what would you do?"
This isn't the full truth, but it seems like the only part Klein currently needs to make a decision about—for now, Mr. Door is still not in the options.
"...Amon? Savior?" Klein repeated these two words in confusion. "Are you sure you didn't mix up the names?"
Alice was silent for a moment, avoided his gaze, turned her head and looked out the window, asking:
"Just hypothetically, if the only options were you and Amon...?"
Klein shook his head and said to Alice:
"If an apocalypse really exists, I would do my best to do something about it. But as for your question about the savior, I can't answer.
"That's too far away from me."
(End of chapter)