In Alice's understanding, this should not have been something that needed to be hidden, but Bernadette seemed somewhat reluctant to speak of it. She only answered with one sentence:
"I am Queen Mystic."
This was a name Alice was not unfamiliar with. The name alone was enough for Alice to figure out the relationship between Bernadette and Cattleya, as well as why Bernadette had given that answer—after all, no one liked telling others about their less pleasant memories.
Of course, that was under normal circumstances.
Alice had actually wanted to try and see whether Bernadette would tell her if she showed enough interest in the story, but she ultimately gave up and asked Bernadette a question:
"Do you know... in the dream here, there is a... a very strange thing.
"It randomly chooses someone, and then that person goes crazy, trying to search for some key that can open all treasures..."
Bernadette showed visible confusion.
"Looks like you haven't heard of it either." Alice withdrew her gaze in disappointment, looked around, and searched for the library's exit.
Alice's actions displayed her gradually fading patience, making Bernadette anxious. She suddenly realized that if she did not produce something capable of moving Alice, this meeting would end without result.
What should I do... Bernadette thought anxiously, unable to stop herself from frowning. Her gaze swept across the bookshelf beside Alice before finally landing on the Card of Blasphemy with only its card face remaining, which Alice was idly playing with.
I have already missed the best time to trade with Her... There is no way I can produce something that would tempt an Angel of the Fate pathway...
No, I actually did offer something, but She did not want to trade with me. She refused. She said that some people would be