"Anyway, anyway," Alice said, her gaze drifting, "if the Church of The Fool really does exist someday, it'll have to write this sort of thing too, right?"
She leaned forward with a pitiful look and drew out her words. "Klein~ Just think of it as practice~"
Klein trembled. He raised a hand to stop her and hurriedly changed the subject. "Wait. I have a question."
"What?" Alice looked at him in confusion.
"Can you come up here on your own without my permission?" Klein asked with a solemn frown.
Alice answered without hesitation:
"Probably not yet.
"But if you never truly take control of Sefirah Castle, I'll be able to eventually. After all, keys are meant to open doors..."
"Keys?" Klein seized on the word.
Alice blinked and pointed toward the Door of Light. "Sefirah Castle."
Then she pointed at herself. "The Key of Light."
Klein understood at once. "So what exactly are Sefirah Castle and the Key of Light?"
Alice shook her head. "The Goddess said that knowledge is corrupting. Only those above the level of angel can know it..."
The answer made sense, so Klein did not press her. Instead, he frowned.
The fact that the knowledge itself was corrupting said plenty.
After glancing at Alice, Klein relaxed his brow and reminded her, "I'd rather not hear news that something happened in Bayam. You understand?"
Alice nodded solemnly.
Klein could not help adding, "And it's not all right just because it doesn't make the news!"
Alice hesitated, then nodded again.
Klein suppressed the urge to curse. He gave Alice a helpless look and wisely chose not to make himself angry.
Alice closed Roselle's Diary and sighed. She was not at all surprised that Roselle's arrival in this world was connected to the Gray Fog. Looking out the