Bilt wished he could faint on the spot.
Connecting those words with that "Your Excellency" was enough to rob him of the courage to run.
Emlyn was not doing much better, either.
Representative of Fate itself... Among the 22 Pathways, there were quite a few abilities related to Fate, but Fate itself... Emlyn seemed to remember something, and his expression instead relaxed. He looked at Alice and asked tentatively:
"The prophecy concerning the St. Folsen in Bayam's Ticket Office—was that left behind by you?"
"Ah..." Alice suddenly remembered that incident. Feeling guilty, she restrained herself from sneaking a glance at Klein and innocently blinked twice.
That had the same effect as an admission. Emlyn visibly put his mind at ease and asked in a declarative tone:
"You are a 'Soothsayer'?"
Alice tilted her head slightly, studying him thoughtfully before asking curiously:
"No matter how poor one is, a 'Soothsayer' is still an Angel, right? Why do you seem less afraid instead?"
Or rather, Alice felt that he even held Soothsayers in some contempt.
Emlyn frowned slightly, as though he had finally noticed something—or remembered something. His tone suddenly became hesitant:
"You... you are a 'Soothsayer'?"
Alice suddenly remembered the rumors Cattleya the "Hermit" had mentioned. She squinted her eyes, tilted her head, and smiled, though every trace of emotion vanished from her gaze.
In an emotionless voice, she asked, "Have you met a 'Soothsayer' before? What was the 'Soothsayer' you met like?"
As though he had finally confirmed something, Emlyn said to her:
"Miss Fortune... no, Your Excellency.
"May I ask why you came to visit me?"
Alice inspected his changed attitude with great interest, unable to hide her curiosity as she asked:
"From the looks of it, the High-Sequence members of the 'Fate' Pathway aren't doing very well these