Book 4: Chapter 90 (2/2)

“We can all speak German, Matthew.”

“But have we tried it?” Matthew asked. He shouted at Alice, “Hey, stop resisting!”

Alice froze mid-swing, and the person she was holding suddenly lost momentum. His head dropped to the ground and scraped away at the dirt before coming to a halt. “How do you know my native language!?” she shouted. “And those powers too! Were you guys thrown into this world by that insane red dragon as well?”

“Native language?” one of the keepers asked. “You’re German? But why are you fighting for the Ottomans?”

“German?” Alice frowned. The man in her arm twitched, so she raised him up and slammed him down to stop him from moving. “I don’t think so? You guys, are you natives of this world?”

The keepers exchanged glances with each other. “If we’re not from this world, where else would we be from?”

“Seems like there’s a misunderstanding then,” Alice said. A vein bulged on her forehead. This whole time, there were people who could understand her native language, but she was thrown into an empire that couldn’t? “Give me a second.” She turned around and shouted at Suleiman who was in the distance, “Hey! Do you speak German!?”

“I know some!” Suleiman shouted back in confusion. “Why?”

Alice’s eyes widened, and her grip unconsciously increased on her hostage’s ankle. “This whole time, I didn’t have to learn Turkish at all! What the heck!” She glared at the keepers. “Why didn’t you tell me this three months ago!? It’s all your faults!”

“Wait! I thought we were talking!?” The keepers retreated as Alice advanced, swinging their companion around by his leg.

“Talk is cheap!”

The keepers retreated again. “Should we summon Madam Mary’s friend?” one of them asked.

“Absolutely not! She’s a devil.”

“But she’s Madam Mary’s friend,” the keeper who brought up the idea said. “Given what we know about Madam Mary, isn’t it highly likely she captured and reformed a devil through beatings like she did to us? Since Madam Mary allowed the devil to live, she must be a good entity now. How about this? We’ll ask Paul.”

“Alright,” another keeper said. He shouted, “Paul! Should we call Madam Mary’s friend to save you?”

The keeper in Alice’s hand shouted back, “Yes! A million times, yes!”