The Tarot Club was not a good place for whispered conversations. Though Klein was worried, he said nothing.
Klein had always known that Alice was hiding secrets, such as that book from an unknown source, or... he remembered Alice once saying that she might have awakened more than once.
—Maybe she really was a revived evil god.
The thought flashed through Klein's mind, and then he found himself sharing Alger's confusion: Was she still a child when she became a god?
How could that be possible? It was not as if the potion had just fallen directly into her mouth, right? As Klein thought this, he remembered how Alice had become a Beyonder and suddenly felt even more worried.
—This matter really does seem possible. Even if the chance is small, as long as it is possible, that is enough for Fate.
Klein looked worriedly at Alice, only to see her resting her chin on her hand as she asked thoughtfully, "Then what do you think I should use to confirm it?"
Alger suddenly fell silent.
Alice cast him a lazy glance and said airily, "Since you do not have any ideas either, why not help me find someone who can lift the curse first?"
Alger nodded without hesitation and shut his mouth.
Mr. Hanged Man was making up strange things again... Alice swept a thoughtful glance over Alger, leaned back against her chair, and continued:
"As for payment... Well, I do not know what I can offer as payment. If you insist, perhaps... perhaps, a portion of luck?"
Alger and Audrey's hearts skipped a beat, but neither spoke. Only Emlyn, who looked much more cautious, tentatively asked:
"A portion... of luck?"
Alice blinked her eyes at him and realized that he seemed full of confusion over this payment. Resting