"Anyway, it should be a place He was very familiar with," Alice continued guessing wildly. "Maybe He thought we'd be familiar with it too... Oh, right, what did you want to ask just now?"
"It was nothing, really." Klein shook his head. "I just feel like you know a lot about the seal hiding the Western Continent? Even if that seal is related to this place... the Castle of Origin, how did you know I could undo it? And you said you knew other people like that?"
"Hmm..." Alice frowned as she looked at him. "Let me think about what I can tell you..."
Another secret that could only be learned after becoming an Angel...? Klein's gaze swept over Alice, and his desire to advance began brewing once more.
—It seemed he did not even have the right to know what he would be facing.
Alice carefully explained:
"Anyway, I can't tell you about the earlier parts. As for the later parts... uh, I feel like if I explain them too clearly, you'll guess things you shouldn't...
"In short, the other person I mentioned is Amon—there might be more than just Amon who meets the requirements, but for now, Amon is the only one I know."
Amon... Upon hearing that name, Klein glanced at Alice. After pondering for a moment, he asked bluntly:
"...You're not really betting on both sides, are you?"
"?" Alice glared at him in astonishment. "Are you crazy? I think Amon would love nothing more than to strangle me—no, I should say He would love nothing more than to make me His 'Blessed.'"
Alice emphasized the word "Blessed," then sneered at Klein.
"Just like Mr. Fool's 'Blessed.' The only difference is that on your side, they're marionettes, while on Amon's side, they're avatars. They're all figurines