In fact, this is the real reason why most "prophecies" can come true.
Facing a "prophet", facing a prophet with a firm attitude, as the protagonist of the "prophecy", who can say they can remain completely unmoved?
Such people are too rare, so after the protagonist of a "prophecy" learns of the "prophecy", it usually comes true.
Just like now.
Alice's determined attitude made him feel a trace of doubt, but he more so treated it as a threat and struggled without hesitation, trying to escape.
Alice gave a light laugh and didn't speak.
This was very normal—Alice had never planned to make him believe from the start. In fact, the real wavering should occur after the initial attempt fails. Unfortunately, his initial attempt was destined to fail.
And the more it fails, the longer he struggles, the more he will doubt this matter, the more he doubts, the harder it will be to escape, and the harder it is, the more he will doubt...
Clearly, this is a negative cycle.
The fulfillment of a "prophecy" is not something achieved in one step.
Alice watched that blurry figure sway twice, then solidify again, curved her eyes and said:
"See? I told you, you can't run."
Klein suppressed his urge to look at Alice with a shocked expression—he kept feeling that this current Alice gave him a kind of indescribable unfamiliarity.
She didn't show malice, even seemed inclined to converse... the blurry figure, after a pause, temporarily gave up a second attempt and asked probingly:
"You are?"
Alice blinked and countered:
"You came visiting someone else's dream, shouldn't you greet the host first?"
After speaking, she took the lead and turned to wave at "Admiral Amyrius", saying:
"Hello there, Your Excellency the General."
Looks like she doesn't intend to admit knowing me… no, rather she doesn't intend to expose my identity.
Realizing this, Klein maintained Admiral Amyrius's serious expression, nodded and said:
"You are?"
Alice blinked and said:
"I happened to be nearby, felt a disturbance, so… came to watch the fun."
After speaking, she excitedly turned her head to look at that blurry figure, blinked and asked:
"What about you? What did you come for? Why won't you show your face?"
Not lying—she really sensed a disturbance nearby and came in. She didn't show malice, more of curiosity. Highly likely just a passing demigod, suspected angel...
The blurry figure quickly made a decision, looked at Alice and probed:
"This... Your Highness?"
"Your Highness" was the customary title people used to address angels.
Alice touched her chin and said thoughtfully:
"Although I feel you should call me 'Your Grace', calling me 'Your Highness' isn't wrong either."
...Your Grace?
Compared to "Your Highness", "Your Grace" clearly carries more special meaning.
As a title for the executor of divine will, this is not a word that high-sequence Beyonders can casually use.
Of course, whether Alice is lying, or which god she represents, is temporarily unrelated to him. The blurry figure only thought for a moment and then continued:
"Your Grace, my appearance here is to give a warning."
"What warning?" Alice asked curiously.
She's more lively than any angel or demigod I've seen. Her humanity seems too active, no trace of divine influence at all…
No, this might not even be humanity, it might be...
The blurry figure recalled the word "Your Grace" just now and didn't dare think deeper. Following her lead, he answered:
"I came to warn 'Weaver' Admiral Amyrius not to get involved with Auston and the others."
Alice blinked twice and asked in confusion:
"What matter?"
The blurry figure choked, and before he could speak, Alice asked again:
"You still haven't said who you are… or who sent you?"
The blurry figure stayed silent for over ten seconds before organizing his words:
"That is not important, Your Grace.
As an angel, you should know that all things have their fate, and so do all eras.
To defy the fate of an era, to go against the tide of time…"
"Wait a moment," Alice couldn't help interrupting, "You're talking to me about fate?"
The blurry figure hesitated.
"The tide of time…" Alice looked at him with a surprised expression and continued:
"This phrasing—was it Adam who sent you?"
The blurry figure couldn't control his emotions for a moment—even his shadow rippled.
That already counts as an answer. Even if it's not Adam, it's at least someone from the "Twilight Hermit Order". Alice looked at him thoughtfully and muttered:
"I called his name, Adam should be able to see here… ah, am I so unworthy in your eyes? You just send a Saint over and let it go? And he even dares to talk fate with me?
Or maybe, you're not even paying attention at all…"
Alice's voice suddenly paused. She quickly caught a flash of inspiration:
"Or maybe, you don't care about this matter at all. It was this guy and whoever's behind him acting on their own?"
That Adam was watching here—Alice actually already knew.
Perhaps because Adam didn't bother to hide it, that feeling of being watched wasn't subtle. From the moment she called his name, Alice could clearly feel the gaze.
But as the quiet atmosphere on scene lasted for over a minute, Alice realized—Adam seemed to really just be watching.
He never intended to respond to her.
So Alice could only vent her anger on this blurry figure who wouldn't even show his face:
"Get lost."
This short phrase felt like a pardon to the blurry figure. After all, his task was only to give a warning. Since that was done, he had no reason to stay.
He obediently left.
Alice was stunned for a moment before realizing this was exactly what the other party wanted. She gritted her teeth and couldn't help but curse:
"What are you looking at, you pervert!"
The gaze upon her hadn't disappeared. Alice gnashed her teeth, took a deep breath, recalled that one moment when she met Adam's eyes, and imitated Adam's gentle smile while making her own gaze pure.
After adjusting her expression, she mimicked the priest's tone from memory and said:
"God created all things in five days, and on the sixth day, He created Adam.
Adam was the first human in the world, and also the first pervert—He curled up in the shadows, watching the beautiful world with dark eyes…"
The gaze that had remained on her… finally turned away.
(End of chapter)