Under economic pressure, Fors's thoughts gradually began to waver. When she heard Alice's eager voice, she finally made up her mind:
"Why not ask me?
"I know a lot about Mr. Door~, and I can also help you ask Mr. Fool whether he knows anything else."
That was true. Fors knew that if Mr. Fool was willing, and if Miss Fortune had the patience, Miss Fortune would Probably Won't lack Mysticism Knowledge.
After all, Theoretically Speaking, there should not have been a second God like Miss Fortune in this world—Gods themselves also represented knowledge.
Of course, her understanding of Mr. Door was more like a piece of information, but Fors still believed Mr. Fool was very familiar with Mr. Door. The reason was simple—Mr. Fool had just revealed the source of the full moon curse on her.
Within the Gray Fog, the great Mr. Fool was far less composed than she imagined. In fact, Klein had been so startled that he had nearly broken out in a cold sweat.
—He had already said everything he could be certain of. The rest was all stuff he was not very sure about, and saying it would have been no different from making wild guesses.
But Miss Fortune could spout nonsense and expose her ignorance without restraint. Mr. Fool could not, because even if Mr. Fool's image was not that of an Omniscient and Omnipotent God, it certainly was not that of a child as reckless as Alice.
Or a fraud like Amon...
Klein sighed inwardly, feeling envious of Alice for the unknown number of times.
The suggestion of asking Mr. Fool gave Magician Fors new inspiration. She turned toward the seat of honor at the Bronze Long Table and asked:
"Honorable Mr. Fool, may I say it?"
Asking Mr. Fool was the