Are you suffering from Stockholm syndrome? Gehrman abused you, threatened you, and in the end you became his follower and even worked for him... Tell me! Are you in love with him?" said the foul-mouthed hunter.
The two men wrestled with each other.
Vice Admiral Iceberg and Vice Admiral Ailment looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
"Well, Danitz is the Fool's follower, so he's safe enough. I'm his captain, and I have no grudge against Gehrman. He has no motive to harm me."
Thinking of this, Vice Admiral Iceberg felt much more at ease.
Tracy cried out in her heart: "What should I do?"
Earl Hall's family lacked sufficient understanding of the Fool, so they had no intuitive understanding. Alfred finally remembered that there seemed to be such a church, but it was founded after the war, and he had only heard of it vaguely.
The Earl of Hall and his family diligently pieced together the clues from the images, like a jigsaw puzzle. Each time they managed to piece it together, they discovered another piece that didn't belong. Then they realized the puzzle was larger, more comprehensive. Each such discovery was a thrilling experience.
The Earl's family felt that Audrey had too many secrets and they had too many doubts. However, due to the lack of time for communication, they were unable to understand the details.
Merlin, in the center of the storm, was surprisingly the calmest. He remained firmly seated in his chair, unmoved as a mountain. With an expression impeccable, he surveyed the crowd surrounding him, observing their various expressions and actions like an outsider watching a ridiculous farce.
His soul had long since wandered away into the sky. At this moment, he felt neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor sorrowful. He had no emotions or thoughts, and he watched all this happen coldly.
Then, as if re-infused with emotion, he returned.
Merlin realized his awkward situation.
Given the space's temper, it would definitely strip him of his disguise, regardless of whether he was pretending or not. But he still held onto a glimmer of hope. What if Merlin's disguise survived? Wouldn't it be a huge loss to expose it so early? He sensed the deep malice of the space.
He had never imagined that he would be exposed one day. He had frantically sought opportunities to improve himself, acted cautiously, used disguises carefully, and worked hard to maintain his status as The Fool in the gray fog, but he never expected to end up like this.
He was unwilling, resentful, and wanted to tear this troublesome space apart. But what could he do? Try to stop a car with a mantis arm? He was a rational (and cowardly) person, and wouldn't be so impulsive. So, he had to pretend nothing had happened, using the right expression to maintain his last veil.
After those who knew the inside story came to their senses, they all looked at him strangely.
"Wow, he must have been so scared that his face was paralyzed."
Many insiders came to this conclusion.
The crowd seemed uninterested in the film afterwards. Aside from a line like "So, I was wondering why the Ancient Sun God had children...." and some historical secrets that caused a stir, nothing else could stir their already numb nerves.
The video then fast-forwarded to the battle scene, ending the segment.
* I think everyone is a little stimulated. How about playing some relaxing videos to liven up the atmosphere?" This damn voice from the space rang out, causing a poor guy whose identity was exposed to tremble.
Everyone expressed no objection, and the image on the screen lit up again:
Good news! Good news!
"Five Years as Fools. Three Years as Angels" is on sale at a reduced price!
The original price was 100 pounds per copy, now it's 80 pounds per copy!
Are you very curious about how to get promoted quickly in a short period of time? Do you feel that you have mastered the "acting method" but are unable to do it? Are you suffering from the lack of opportunities to commit suicide? Do you not have enough acting skills to lead a cult organization?
That's not a problem!
This book contains various vivid examples of self-destruction and various cool operations for you to choose from!
With this book in hand, the world is yours! Everyone who has used it says it's great!
Mr. Fool highly recommends it, and it is suitable for fortune tellers!
"Space didn't forget to mock me even when it was advertising." Merlin thought with gritted teeth.
"Excuse me, where can I buy this book?" Anderson smiled wickedly, his provocative skills still as good as ever.
"You can get it now. You can read it during the free exchange." As he said that, a book appeared in front of Anderson.
"The money has been taken. In addition, you have received a bonus gift: 'Gehrman's Fury'. You can use it anywhere after watching the movie.
No matter where you are, Gehrman will appear and beat you up."
Anderson shrank back in fear, then he smiled and said, "Gehrman isn't here anyway."
"Don't set up flags randomly..." Merlin thought silently, "I'll remember you. Whether you use "Gehrman's Fury" or not, I will appear and beat you up..."
This little episode ended quickly and new content was played in the space.
Klein Sequence 2 Miracle Master in Sefirah Castle
Inside a vast ancient palace, Klein sat on the high-backed chair that belonged to The Fool, using a fountain pen and ordinary paper to write the name, age, and fate of each marionette. He then allowed "spiritual worms" to emerge from his body and reorganize into clones beside him.
Some of these Kleins sat on the ground, some occupied the twenty-one seats outside of The Fool, and some materialized beds and lay down on them…
Then, they picked up different books from the pile of junk and read them carefully. The books included but were not limited to:
How to Make Fine Wine
Train Dispatching
Dessert Making Encyclopedia
Self-cultivation for clergy
Manual for Repairing Gas Wall Lamps, Gas Meters, and Various Household Machinery
Dixie Food
Port Management Practice
Legal Basis
Women's Aesthetics Magazine.
..
"That madman Gehrman actually reads this kind of book. He hasn't taken any witch potion..." Tracy knew she had said something wrong and immediately fell silent.
"Mr. Fool!" Derrick corrected with a hint of displeasure.
Cattleya immediately realized that the Fool was preparing for a ritual, but her impression of Mr. Fool was still overturned.
Melissa and Benson stared intently at Klein on the screen, trying to make up for missing him over the years.
"He looks just as serious as he was studying at home," Melissa whispered. Benson sighed. Then they saw many spirit insects emerge and transform into many Kleins…
The Moretti siblings were deeply shocked. "It seems the world of Beyonders is still too unfamiliar..." Benson concluded.
"It's like directing a huge movie. I'm the screenwriter, the lighting engineer, the prop master, the makeup artist, and all the actors... As this ceremony continues. I'm really on the verge of losing control. If I'm not careful, I'll have a split personality and fall into the abyss of madness... Luckily. I have a competent psychologist..."
The Countess looked at Audrey again, and Audrey smiled helplessly.
Then, he "teleported" to an island in the middle of a raging sea. clearly off the safe path. This was the "stage" he had chosen earlier. Perpetually isolated by storms, this place had no trace of human activity, only vast expanses of forest and the animals that depended on it.
Klein looked around, picked an open spot, pressed his right hand to his left chest, and prayed devoutly, "I hope there is a city here that is suitable for 5,000 people to live in.
As soon as he finished speaking. Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, the open space became incredibly flat, and the surrounding forest retreated significantly, providing abundant trees. stones, and soil. Almost immediately, buildings began to rise one after another.
They were a mix of stone and wood, no taller than four stories. in a style reminiscent of the Disi Bay of the Kingdom of Loen. In the blink of an eye, residential buildings, a library, a police station, a telegraph office, a city council, a small hospital, a candy factory, a waterworks, a gas company, a steam train station, parallel railroad tracks, and plantations outside the city all took shape.
The streets were paved with cement or stone bricks. Finally, a steeple-shaped church rose proudly from the ground next to the central square of the town.
Alfred felt that it looked a little familiar, and when he looked closely, he realized that this was Utopia.
"It turns out that Utopia was created by this person. This is the power of angels..." Alfred realized the horror of the angel-level extraordinary people.
Looking at the deserted city with admiration, Klein lowered his hat and "teleported" directly to the side of the town square. He walked step by step into the church he named St. Ariana.
Arianna's dark eyes moved, but she didn't comment.
"Why doesn't he just go after the Church of Saint Amanissi? That would be safer," Amon said sarcastically. His ban had just been lifted. He, Adam, and Zaratul had already planned a surprise attack on the Fool. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the attack would take place tomorrow night.
"Use your brain and think about it, would he do that?" The Night Goddess retorted to Amon. "He 's very polite!"
Everyone heard a tone of protecting their cubs and speculated about the relationship between them.
It seems that the Fool and the Goddess have an even closer relationship... the Tarot Club members thought.
The door of the church was open and it was dark inside.
After an unknown amount of time, three figures appeared at the door. They were a gentleman in his thirties wearing a formal suit and bow tie, a woman with ordinary looks and a gentle expression, and a child dressed like a little adult.
The woman took a few steps with some difficulty, stretched her neck, then smiled, stretched out her hands, and took the arm of the gentleman next to her.
The gentleman smiled faintly, letting the lady half lean on him. While he stretched out his right hand and held the little boy's hand.
The little boy walked happily and skipped along.
Their movements were a little awkward at first, but they became smoother as they walked, and they passed through the square peacefully.
Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the entrance of St. Ariana Church finally returned to silence, but rats, cockroaches, moths, ants, flies, mosquitoes and other insects were sneaking out from other places in the church.
Finally, a stained glass window high up in the church opened, and white doves flew out and landed in the center of the square.
Those who stayed here came alive completely. Some teased the white pigeons, some looked for vendors, some played the lyre, and some talked with friends with smiles on their faces.
A man wearing a top hat and a windbreaker, carrying a cane and a revolver, walked out of the town square and came to the other side of the town, stopping in front of a wooden sign. He immediately took out a tool and wrote the name of the town on the wooden sign: "Yharnam".
After thinking about it, the man "erased" "Yanan" and wrote a new name: "Utopia".
The shock felt by those who witnessed the entire process of Utopia's creation was beyond words. The members of the Tarot Club felt a surge of genuine pride, and even Fors briefly considered ascending to the rank of Angel.
Bernadette noticed something. The Fool was a miracle worker, and so was Merlin. Angels weren't many to begin with, and they were all from the same path...that was something worth pondering. Bernadette studied Merlin obscurely, and her suspicions were largely confirmed.
Merlin's vest has loosened, and anyone would have this association.
A voice from the space suddenly echoed in Merlin's ears: "Your cover is about to fall. You have two choices: one is to be exposed now, as a short pain is better than a long one. The other is to improve your impression in everyone's mind and then expose you later."
Merlin's thousands of words were condensed into one word: "Fuck!"
Merlin was very curious about what the so-called improvement of impression was all about, and kept weighing the pros and cons.
In the end, he chose the second option.
"Are you sure?"
"Sure." Merlin's voice was clearly unsure. For some reason, he had a bad feeling.
"A prepared fortune teller is different from an unprepared one, and I hope to hide for a longer time." He found a reason for himself.
"Okay, I respect your choice." Space said jokingly.
"Huh, Merlin's vest is temporarily stable, but isn't this just drinking poison to quench thirst? But I really don't want to be exposed now..."
Merlin's thoughts were full of thoughts, as if a hundred million alpacas were roaring through his heart.
Others didn't know what was happening at this moment and were still marveling at it, but they didn't realize that they were being controlled by space.
Bernadette forgot her previous thought, and the others who had the same association also lost it and turned their attention to other things.
For example, why is the mysterious magician so close to the goddess and can talk to her in a calm and confident manner?
"I feel a hidden power, a hidden thought of some people." The goddess adjusted her black dress, as if she had guessed something.
"I just made a deal with the space. Merlin sighed. "I don't know if this is the right choice. Regardless of the process, the result is the same."
The goddess looked at him with pity and said she could do nothing to help him.
"Reality is always cruel, and plans can never keep up with changes. How could some angels let our dear Mr. Fool go?" The voice in the space seemed particularly serious, and Merlin felt a little numb.
"He won't expose my true identity right away, will he? No, no, no, I chose the second option, it won't be exposed now. He was quite anxious, it felt terrible that things were completely out of control.
"Ah, but exposure is inevitable sooner or later. I can't even imagine. What will happen? Also, should I meet Benson and Melissa..." His thoughts gradually wandered, but were quickly pulled back..
"Your memories will be completely erased, so why not look ahead to the future and glimpse your own destiny? The next video will show you what will happen within a week. Even after a day the world will be very different."
Everyone was curious about what would happen to them in the coming week. Many people focused on the last part of the sentence, wondering if it was a prophecy or a prediction of the future.
Amon fully agreed to broadcast the events of the next week. He had already planned with Adam, Zaratul, and Sua about the next action to take against the Fool. The Fool would basically be dead tomorrow.
"Tsk, the fact that cannot be changed, the double despair, how interesting!" A smile appeared on Amon's lips.
Are you ready? The annoying sound of space sounded. Let's get started! "
Late at night, in a manor in East Chester County, Audrey, having used her "manipulator" powers to change her two brothers' minds and prevent them from approaching Hedlak Village, lifted the velvet blanket, lay down, and fell into a deep sleep.
She suddenly sat up in a daze. She looked around and saw the familiar dressing table and bathroom entrance. She found herself still in the room, but outside the window there was no crimson moon or stars, only darkness.
"This isn't the real world..." Audrey made a split-second judgment, examining herself. Soon, she came to a conclusion: This was a dream, a rather strange one, one that was actively keeping her awake.
[It's coming...] Audrey didn't panic, just a little annoyed. Her handling of the situation that afternoon wasn't thorough enough. causing the problem to spread to her parents' estate.
Who knows, sometimes, even if you don't seek out danger, it will find you. Avoidance and procrastination aren't the only solutions. Audrey immediately rolled out of bed and stood barefoot on the thick carpet.
"Sure enough, there would be no such coincidence, only deliberate arrangement. Audrey, you must protect the safety of your family!" Audrey's eyes flickered slightly, and she sat up straighter. She couldn't wait to know what would happen next.
"You changed my mind quietly, sister?" Alfred looked at her with a look of doubt. "You don't do that often, do you?"
Sensing her family's fear and displeasure, Audrey looked at them with her emerald eyes without using any extraordinary abilities, and said sincerely, "Apart from sensing danger and taking appropriate evasive measures, I can guarantee that I have never done so."
Everyone's attention was drawn to it, and even the slowest-witted person roughly understood what was going on.
"Ms. Diamond, there are always people with similar experiences in this world, and some people's births are destined to be tragic. My mother is a witch, and I am just the product of a joyful encounter.
At the same time, I also have a mother. I was originally a man, but under my mother's guidance, I took the witch's potion and was abandoned by my family. Cherish it! While the gap between you is not too deep, repair your relationship!"
Tracy didn't know why she said so much at once. "Maybe I just couldn't help but sigh..."
"Hey, are you thinking of the red-haired Elaine? This lady is much prettier than Elaine. Could it be that you...are attracted to her?"
"Anderson, shut up!"
Audrey gave a wary smile. The other ladies all looked at Anderson and Tracy.
Tracy had to awkwardly pretend that nothing had happened. Why wasn't Anderson a mute?
After glancing left and right. Audrey pursed her lips, took the blue cloak hanging on the coat rack next to her, and put it on.
Then, she took a deep breath and walked towards the door. As she did so, a star-like crimson "tattoo" appeared on the back of one of her hands. Then, the "tattoo" disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
This was the mark left after she first entered the ancient palace above the gray fog. For a long time, it showed no special effects. It was not until the beginning of this year that Mr. Fool told them that when there was no time to pray, they could use the method of activating the corresponding "tattoo" instead of reciting the honorific name.
Simply put, this is the treatment of a "God-favored one."
Of course, this doesn't convey any information and can only be used in emergencies to draw Mr. Fool's attention.
After walking two or three steps, she suddenly stopped, feeling that there seemed to be something hidden behind the closed doors on both sides, something that made her have a strong desire to explore.
[This is Mom and Dad's bedroom, this is Hibbert's bedroom, and this is Alfred's room...]
Audrey made a brief distinction and frowned slightly.
In other words, when Audrey opens Alfred's door, she will see the secrets hidden deep in his heart. Similarly, she can also peek into the true hearts of Earl Hall and Lady Catelyn.
Slowly retracting her gaze. Audrey closed her eyes and continued walking forward, trying not to let herself be affected. After going through so much, she increasingly understood one truth: demigods in the spiritual realm must learn to restrain themselves and respect others.
This is one of the reasons why "audiences," though they can clearly "comfort" themselves and treat corresponding psychological problems, are still prone to becoming perverted or crazy. They are both safe and dangerous.
Therefore, the code of conduct that Audrey set for herself was to only observe and "read the minds" of acquaintances and try not to enter their dreams. There was no restriction on entering the dreams of strangers, and she would not enter anyone's spiritual world unless necessary.
"This is not only a requirement for the role, but also the bottom line I adherErihog was silent for two seconds and then said, "Is there a collective subconscious ocean in the world of that book?"
"Yes," Audrey answered with certainty. "The 'City of Miracles' I saw. Liveseyde, is deep within the collective subconscious of the world in the book."
Erihog's breathing suddenly became heavier: "What did you see in that Levished?"
Audrey reflected for a moment and said, "A city filled with giant pillars and magnificent palaces." "Also, I entered the Dragon King's abode, where the inner voice of every living being can resonate directly around them. I call it the 'Hall of Honesty."
"At the end of the Hall of Honesty, behind the Dragon King's throne, there's an ancient and mysterious bronze door. I don't know what it seals, but it's extremely dangerous. I don't dare approach it at all."
Audrey told the complete truth, but she didn't mention Mr. World. Mr. Star, or her own speculations.
The ancient dragon Erihog fell completely silent, perhaps recalling something or analyzing Liveseyd's current situation.
"I didn't expect your Tarot Club's activities to be so exciting." The goddess said half-jokingly and half-exclaimed. "Right, Leonard."
"Yes, goddess." Leonard was extremely terrified when his name was called. He thought the goddess must be very dissatisfied with him and wanted to take this opportunity to criticize him.
Seeing Leonard trembling, Merlin felt embarrassed. "If Leonard knew the Fool was here, how would he feel?"
Her emerald eyes flickered as the sound of a metal handle turning suddenly rang out from behind her. This... Audrey resisted the urge to turn back, warily turning sideways and casting a sidelong glance. The lonely wooden door, stripped of all external support, slowly opened. revealing the visitor.
A huge, white rabbit with moving ears that walks like a human.
Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, a figure shrouded in gray mist sat at the head of a long, mottled table, in the "Fool" seat. quietly gazing at the crimson star that represented "Justice."
[Isn't that old Hermes? He hasn't gotten over Ms. Renette's transformation curse yet? Haha, this rabbit looks so stupid!]
The members of the Tarot Club collectively covered their faces. They hadn't expected the Fool's thinking to be so erratic....
More people turned their gazes towards Renette, and the eight red eyes on Renette's four heads stared back.
"If anyone...looks at me again...I will turn...him...into...a...rabbit."
Everyone looked away.
In the dream maze made up of many minds, the huge white rabbit that walked upright squeezed through the open door and entered the wilderness where gray-white pillars and magnificent palaces stood.
Mr. Wrath... Although he wasn't wearing that personality mask, his unforgettable features helped Audrey recognize him at a glance.
At this moment. Audrey was caught between two indescribably horrific nightmares. Although she hadn't yet been ravaged, her mental state was already fluctuating, as if she had been shaken. She immediately gave herself a "comfort" and, without hesitation, relied on her own lucidity to forcibly escape the dream maze.
During this process, because she was not the target of Erihog and Mr. Fury, she did not encounter any obstruction. She herself had reached Sequence 4 and possessed a certain degree of divinity, so she quickly woke up from the dream.
The entire manor was silent, as if in deep sleep, with nothing unusual happening. Audrey frowned and immediately created a "virtual personality," sending it into the mental island of a night watchman.
She remembered clearly that the dream maze was made up of multiple minds. If the contamination of the two nightmares spread, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, she had to wake up everyone in the manor before that happened.
The next second, the night patrol guard suddenly raised his hand, took off the grenade hanging on his belt, pulled out the fuse, and threw it into the deserted garden.
Meanwhile, several servants, farthest from the manor's main building, had heard less noise and were unable to awaken in time.
Seconds later, they struggled painfully in their beds, shedding their outer layers like snakes shedding their skin, transforming into hideous. bloody figures.
And they never woke up until they died.
Across the screen, everyone could sense the danger of this incident. Audrey, outside the screen, was terrified. If she had been even a step later, the consequences would have been unbearable for her.
Earl Hall and his family were stunned. For the first time, they felt the threat from the extraordinary world so deeply. They almost lost their lives in their sleep!
Everyone was terrified, and they had only a deep fear of the extraordinary people who came into the audience's way.
"Adam is not necessarily Adam, just like I am not necessarily Eri Hogg."
Meanwhile, Wendell entered the bathroom, holding the document in his hand, and whispered in a panic, "I'm willing to testify in court. I'm willing to testify in court."
After repeated several times, he reached out and grasped the bathroom door handle. At that moment, a pitch-black crow, like a ghostly shadow, flew in through the air vent and landed in the unnoticed corner of the bathroom.
The next second. Wendel twisted the handle, pulled it back, and opened the bathroom door. What appeared before him was no longer the familiar bedroom, but an unfamiliar hall.
Xio immediately recognized this subordinate. "He finally testified in court... Utopia is truly magical."
Merlin's eyes narrowed. He saw a crow! He roughly guessed what was going to happen.
"Zaratul has infiltrated Utopia... He's going to harm the Fool!" Pallez's voice emerged in Leonard's mind. Leonard remained silent, staring intently at the screen.
Everyone who recognized Zaratul knew that something interesting was about to happen!
Note: Russell already knew the rules of the movie and watched all the clips.
Above the gray fog, inside the ancient palace. Adam didn't make a move? Klein the Fool frowned slightly and returned his attention to Utopia, replacing the instinctive surveillance of the Spirit Worms. He carefully inspected his own secret town and found nothing unusual.
"Adam isn't necessarily Adam, and Erehog isn't necessarily Erehog... This sentence is really interesting. The higher levels of the 'Audience' Path are even more mysterious than the 'Forecaster'. Back then, 'Dragon of Imagination' Ankewelt had clearly occupied the Sequence 0 position, yet he had a son of the same Path, 'Dragon of Nightmares' Alesuhod, who was a Sequence 1..."
"Who is Adam?" Vice Admiral Edwina finally couldn't help asking. The amount of information just now was too much, and it made her dizzy.
"The leader of the Psychological Alchemy Society just became a god during the war," Audrey explained.
"He is a zealot! He always wants to resurrect my father." Amon said with a slightly disdainful tone. "There's nothing I can do. He's a Spectator."
Audrey felt offended, but she didn't dare show it because of her deep fear of Amon.
Klein quickly materialized a gold coin, flung it into the air, and performed a divination. The result showed that today's incident was harmless.
Klein immediately dispersed the gold coins, preparing to descend into consciousness and return to his body, dormant within the Saint Arianna Church. At this moment, his movements faltered slightly. Miss Justice's encounter with Eri Hogg. Hermes, and the M19 officer returning to Utopia to testify occurred almost simultaneously.
Taken individually, neither side had any issues, but the word "simultaneously" made Klein wary. He was extremely sensitive to the words "just," "coincidence," "simultaneously." and "almost." This was the imprint left on his mind by past experiences. His fingers tapped the edge of the mottled table, and Klein decided to prepare for his worries.
He quickly condensed a beam of light containing certain words and a certain will, and cast it into a prayer point. After doing this. Klein sank his consciousness, left Sefirah Castle, and allowed his spirit to return to his body.
Next, he began to influence Utopia, intending to make various arrangements to allow the outsiders currently in the city to temporarily "leave".
This way, even if an accident did occur, innocent people wouldn't be affected. This also meant that Klein was ready to abandon Utopia and rebuild the Marionette Town elsewhere.
After all, the ritual could be repeated many times, but a person could only be resurrected once after death.
The screen did not specifically show what the Fool was preparing, so everyone could only guess with curiosity.
"Hey! Fool, you are quite cautious! It seems that you have been trained well by my brother!" Amon said in a happy tone.
"Training..." Everyone chewed on this word and associated it with something strange.
Merlin was about to explode with anger, but his face remained calm, as if he was not the one being talked about.
"Hold on...Hold on... Now is not the time for revenge. A gentleman's revenge is never too late! Amon, just wait!"
"Why was he able to be resurrected again?" Melissa grasped the key words again. She didn't care about being low-key and asked eagerly.
She remembered that Mr. Merlin was the angel of this path, and perhaps he would understand something. Melissa looked at Merlin eagerly, hoping to get an answer from him.
"This seems like the first time my sister has looked at me like this, with the gaze of someone seeking advice from a stranger...
The days of Tingen are gone forever!" Merlin's thoughts raced, but he finally spoke with difficulty, "Resurrection is a characteristic of miracle workers. A miracle worker can be resurrected four times."
"But Klein is still a Low-Sequence Beyonder in Tingen..."
Merlin expected his sister to ask this question, but he couldn't answer it, so he gave Melissa an apologetic look that said, "I don't know."
"He controls Sefirah Castle and can advance his resurrection attempts before becoming a Miracle Master." The goddess answered her softly.
"Klein controls Sefirah Castle? But what is Sefirah Castle?" Melissa thanked the goddess helplessly and kept pondering this question.
"At least he's alive. We'll definitely meet again, Benson comforted Melissa.
"Get some rest these two days; your court appearance is still a while away." Byers walked Wendell to the door of the Iris Hotel.
Wendell smiled and replied, "I'm feeling sleepy already."
As he passed through the doorway, he had a vague feeling that the surroundings were unusually dark. Hoping to sleep better. Wendell walked to the window and drew the curtains.
As he did so, he inexplicably felt that the scenery outside the window was strangely familiar.
Monica was sleeping in the middle of the night when she suddenly had to pee. She tried to hold it in for a long time, but couldn't hold it any longer. Finally, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom in her room.
When she got into bed, she felt the temperature inside had dropped a lot, so she had to wrap herself tightly in layer after layer.
"Klein hasn't changed at all." Azik nodded with satisfaction. He was very happy that his student was still so kind.
"He is still himself." Leonard said with a complicated expression, "He still holds himself to the moral standards of a Nighthawk." He thought of his deceased teammates and the years that had passed, feeling inexplicably sad.
"This is Mr. Fool, a gentle god, " thought the other members of the Tarot Club. They showed more respect for Mr. Fool.
"It's not easy to stick to your original intention." Bernadette sighed.
Amon watched quietly. "His humanity is greater than his divinity." He said at last. Earl Hall and his family began to have a better impression of this evil god.
Tracy didn't seem to think so. She couldn't connect this bookish young man with Hermann.
"Well, this is definitely my style. I'm afraid the show will feature a battle of wits and courage between Zaratul and me later... I wonder if I can make it through this. Merlin began to ponder the question of life and death.
"Well, I can only take it one step at a time."
At this time, a small door opened on the side of the mysterious space, attracting everyone's attention.
"Actually, we've invited a very important figure to the theater. For some reason, his meeting with everyone has been postponed. Now, let us warmly welcome the pioneer of the Steam Age, the dictator of Intis, the respected Emperor Russell Gustav!"
_ Just as he finished speaking, a figure dressed in pitch-black armor and looking unusually distorted walked in. He took off his helmet, and his signature chestnut mustache rose slightly, clearly in a good mood.
"Little Princess! I've missed you so much." Russell spotted his daughter, whom he'd been thinking about day and night, and quickly ran towards her. To give his daughter a warm hug, his dark armor gradually faded, losing its previous coldness and intimidation.
"Dad!" Bernadette never thought that she would see her father again. Ever since she saw her father suffering from pollution in the mausoleum, every time when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would savor the sorrow hidden deep in her heart, and crystal tears would often wet her eyes.
She thought they would never meet again in this life. When she saw her father running towards her, Bernadette just stood there in a daze. She was really afraid that this was all a dream!
Russell opened his arms and hugged Bernadette. His deep blue eyes, the same color as his daughter's, revealed a warmth of familial affection, and his hard facial features softened.
"Beibei, I didn't expect that we would meet again after half a year. I thought it would take several major rescues before I could leave the mausoleum. Thank you for your hard work over the past hundred years..." Russell's voice became lower and lower, and he found that his daughter was sobbing softly in his arms.
"Okay, stop crying! You'll look ugly if you cry like a clown!" Russell coaxed Bernadette like a child. In fact, in his eyes, Bernadette would always be a child. He still clearly remembered Bernadette's appearance when she was just born. That was his deepest bond in this world, his most stable anchor.
"Actually, I've always been following in your footsteps, Dad. I never miss any of the 'Roselle Exhibition'. Also, I've built my own power. The Elemental Dawn has a place on the sea, and my bounty is close to 700,000 pounds..."
Bernadette wiped away her tears and told her father about her experience in a boastful manner, as if to say, I am not a child anymore!
"You've finally become a big shot in the mysterious world..." Russell said, half sighing and half proudly. "I feel like you've grown five centimeters taller."
"I have been promoted successfully."
"Then your reward will probably be doubled?" The father and daughter ignored the strange looks from others and laughed at the same time.
"Is doubling the bounty a good thing?" Danitz recalled the fear of being dominated by Gehrman. His bounty had been forced to increase several times! Danitz rarely refrained from swearing. He thought of his parents. "Maybe I should find time to visit them," Danitz realized.
Cattleya finally met her father, the one so often missed by the mysterious Queen.
The Queen hated him, but loved him even more. Bernadette had always followed in her father's footsteps, and so too had she followed in the Queen's footsteps! She watched the reunion of father and daughter quietly, suddenly anticipating how the Queen would introduce herself.
"I heard you have a daughter named Cattleya." Russell pulled up a chair and sat down, asking as if to confirm.
Bernadette didn't understand and nodded in agreement.
"Then who is her father? I will beat this brat to death! He actually married my little princess without my consent!"
"I, I am the queen's adopted daughter... Cattleya answered weakly. She didn't understand why things had gone so wrong.
"Dad! Not everyone is like you!" Bernadette was a little annoyed. She hadn't shown such an expression for a long time.
"Oh, so that's how it is." Russell scratched his head awkwardly, trying to hide his guilt.
"Roselle, come sit here." The goddess made a timely invitation. Russell did not refuse and fled to the goddess' side. He sat between the goddess and Will, and the long table was extended.
Russell's appearance made many people very excited, and they couldn't control their emotions as if they had met a star.
Earl Hall rubbed his hands, preparing to engage in aristocratic social activities during the break.
Others had different reactions, but there was no doubt that they were all looking forward to interacting with the Emperor.
As everyone gradually calmed down, the video continued:
About a quarter of an hour later. Biles, patrolling the streets, rubbed his hands together and turned toward the police station, preparing to meet with his colleagues. Suddenly, his body froze at the entrance of the alley. The thin, dark "spiritual threads" on his body simultaneously detached and floated upward.
A finely cut paper figure fell down and connected with those "spiritual threads", quickly turning into another Biles.
At the same time, waves of complex knowledge transformed into a torrent of information, rushing over and reorganizing into a man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with long chestnut hair. This man had blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He was none other than the Sequence 1 historical projection of Russell Gustav.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Russell snorted heavily: "Scrap fortune teller!"
Merlin curled his lips, he knew that the real showdown had arrived.
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