Of course, the change in her mindset did not stop Alice from losing her temper. Out of respect for a "Provoker," Alice reasonably displayed her fury. An illusory Silver River surged forth and flooded the armchair ahead, but the figure before her had already disappeared, leaving behind only a heap of still-warm ashes.
—Those were the remains of the armchair.
Klein swallowed and laboriously turned his head toward Alice, calling out tentatively:
"Alice?"
Alice withdrew her gaze and looked at him calmly, saying flatly:
"If you have no other ideas, do as She said."
Klein nodded like a pecking chicken. Only after Alice's figure disappeared from where she stood did he let out a breath and mutter:
"Even Angels who aren't good at direct combat are only weak compared to other Angels... Hiss, I almost thought I was going to drown just now... Can the River of Fate drown people too? Come to think of it, where am I now..."
Klein quickly found his way home. He handed Meager Manor's resources over to Audrey to handle. The noble young lady had recently been busy with charity work, especially after the war began.
Afterward, Klein handed the task of purchasing food, medicine, and medical equipment to his butler. Besides the money Alice had donated, he did not forget to add some of his own.
With nothing better to do, Alice took the Staff of Life from Klein and wandered through community hospitals, making use of the Staff of Life's healing abilities.
Of course, she would never do good deeds without leaving her name behind. Yet when the words slipped out, she no longer associated herself with Evernight, the Fool, or anyone else, instead choosing an ambiguous answer:
"Praise Fate. It was Fate that brought me the hope of healing, and