Klein... Leonard looked around and frowned. Isn't Klein here?
"Are you...Klein's colleague?" Melissa asked softly. Although her voice was low, the surroundings were very quiet, and everyone looked over.
Klein? Isn't that Mr. World's name...? Is there any connection between Melissa and Mr. World? Audrey is becoming increasingly confused.
"Yes. Don't worry, I will protect you." Leonard glanced at everyone and frantically called out to the old man in his heart, "Old man? Old man? Are you there?"
"No."
Leonard almost choked, but he felt relieved.
Klein sighed inwardly as he saw everyone afraid to speak, his expression still aloof. "It seems no one is aware of the current situation. Why don't you all introduce yourselves and confirm the situation?" Seeing that no one objected, he breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm Merlin Hermes, a wandering magician. I was on the train."
Once someone started talking, the rest of the people followed suit.
"Leonard Mitchell, as you can see, is a Nighthawk." Leonard nodded and continued calmly, "I think everyone here should not bother to attack ordinary people, right?" He tilted his head to look at Melissa and the others.
Ordinary people...? Melissa and Benson looked at each other, tense.
Audrey smiled at Melissa in a friendly manner. "Audrey Hall, a member of the Psychological Alchemist Society, I was just in my bedroom."
Melissa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw an acquaintance, and whispered, "Melissa Moretti, I was just at home."
"Benson Moretti, also at home."
Fors looked around and found no one to answer, so she said, "Fors Wall, I'm a writer. I was just on the street. She didn't dare mention that she was from the Abraham family.
When Xio saw Fors speak, he followed her lead: "Xio Derecha, a member of M19, I was just in court."
"Emlyn White, Emlyn raised his head proudly. "A member of the vampire clan, and also a missionary of the Church of Mother Earth."
"Alger Wilson, Bishop of the Church of Storms." Alger then looked at Derrick, who hadn't yet finished learning the Common Tongue, and pointed at him. "Derrick Berg, Elder of Silver City."
Silver City...where is it? Some people wondered in confusion, but Alger didn't want to answer and kept quiet.
"Sharon, the Temperance."
"Maric, the temperance faction."
Cattleya adjusted her glasses and glanced around, "Cattleya, Admiral of the Stars."
"Edwina Edwards, Vice Admiral Iceberg." Edwina and Cattleya met eyes and nodded politely as a greeting.
After watching his captain finish introducing himself, Danitz hurriedly followed, "Danitz."
A certain hunter watched with great interest and said lazily, "Anderson was the strongest hunter before German." Except for Melissa and the others who were unaware of the situation, everyone else knew why he was not the strongest hunter now.
Shit, that Gehrman guy isn't here? Danitz looked around carefully and was shocked to find that Gehrman Sparrow was not there!
"Azik Eggers used to be a history teacher." Azik smiled gently and said nothing more.
"Bernadelle Gustav, the eldest daughter of Emperor Roselle." The mysterious queen's words were like a deep-sea torpedo, and many people immediately looked at her in shock.
We in the Tarot Club have known this for a long time... Audrey almost laughed at the reactions of others, but quickly calmed down using her audience abilities.
[ "Flying Fish and Wine..."
Gehrman glanced at the sign and saw that the door of the bar was covered with various bounty notices.
"It's all money..." He paused for a while before pushing the door open and walking in.
German Sparrow!
Danitz almost jumped up. He didn't expect that the first scene would be this madman.
Klein's back tensed instantly. He discreetly glanced at the others' reactions. What on earth was the master of this dimension planning?! He had a vague feeling his cover was about to be ruined... I hope they don't reveal my identity as a time traveler…
Audrey felt that Mr. World's focus seemed to be wrong.
Leonard almost laughed out loud. He hadn't expected Klein to still be so focused on money. He suddenly became very interested in what was to come.
Ellan subconsciously wanted to pat his shoulder, but was stopped by his cold and sharp temperament. He could only adjust his dark red coat and remind him:
"Don't look for women here."
Gehrman nodded.
"Also, don't trust anyone here. Only some of what they say is true."
Gehrman glanced sideways at him. "Including you?"
"...Maybe... Ai'erlan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "At least my reminder just now was true. Well, it's also true that I'm a man."
That's not necessarily true... There is a magic potion in this world called "Witch"...]
"Puff!" A few people laughed. Melissa and Benson looked at them in confusion.
Klein must have been frightened by the witch, hahaha. Leonard laughed in his heart.
"Ms. Audrey, what is that potion?" Melissa asked bravely, and Benson also turned his head to look over.
Audrey straightened her face and explained softly, "Potions refer to what Beyonders must drink to choose the path they choose... Um... Melissa, I remember your mentor seemed to want you to drink the potion of the Savant?"
Klein looked over here. Melissa was also going to become a Beyonder...? He thought about it carefully and felt that it was not impossible. At worst, he could just collect the potion formulas from the Generalists and have Miss Justice give them to her…
Melissa nodded in confusion, and the images on the screen continued to play.
[...
Suddenly, Klein stopped, turned around, and said in a low voice, "Come out."
His eyes were sharp, fixed on the shadows around the corner. After four or five seconds of silence, a figure emerged from the darkness, chuckling softly.
*Very sharp?"
This man, wearing a black cloak, looked to be around thirty years old. His eyebrows were burnt yellow, and his eyes were deep blue, bright, and not too deeply defined. He resembled the race of southern Intis, Lenburg, and Segar.
Wow.
Everyone turned to look at Danitz, whose face was slightly distorted…
*I didn't expect you to dare to follow German!" Anderson looked at Danitz with interest. "You haven't become a bounty yet?"
"Shut up!" Danitz stared at him fiercely, gnashing his teeth and muttering to himself, if he had known that guy was so terrifying, he would never have chased him even if he died!
[...
"I forgot to introduce myself."
His expression turned serious, no longer as humorous as before:
*Flame Danitz, a subordinate of Vice Admiral Edwina Edwards and the fourth boatswain of the Golden Dream."
After revealing his nickname, real name, and background, Danitz patiently waited for the other party to show an expression of panic and fear.
A second later, he heard the adventurer, who appeared polite but acted a bit crazy, speak in a low voice:
*'Flame' Danitz, with a bounty of 3,000 pounds?
Danitz was about to answer when he suddenly had an illusion. The person standing in the dark alley had transformed into an indescribable monster filled with hunger, coveting his soul and flesh.
Danitz suddenly clenched his fists, his body losing its previous relaxation and becoming so tense that he was trembling slightly.
Shit! Danitz slapped the armrest.
Azik, who was standing beside Klein, looked thoughtfully at Gehrman's hand on the screen and whispered a few words, "Creeping Hunger?" He remembered that his student had once asked him to help deal with the creeping hunger, but he didn't expect it to be used here.
"With 'Creeping Hunger', Gehrman Sparrow's character design has no loopholes..."]
Audrey wondered why Mr. World would dress up as a crazy adventurer. Was it to digest the potion?
Character design! Everyone was shocked.
"I didn't expect Gehrman's identity to be just an act..." Alger frowned and pondered. Why would the world pretend to be a crazy adventurer? What was his true identity? Was Mr. Fool telling him to do this? What was his purpose?
Derrick didn't have any thoughts. He had always believed that Mr. World was a good person. He had a feeling that he was a bit crazy when he was in the Giant King's Court...
Sharon and Maric showed no expression. One reason was that Klein had used her as a pretext to identify German Sparrow as a sea adventurer, and the other was that he had indeed shown a certain madness when he had seized the mummy.
Before they could figure out anything, the scene on the screen changed and the camera came to a ship.
He got a boat ticket through his own channels, put on a wig, painted his eyebrows black, and boarded the White Agate very easily, waiting for the passenger ship to sound the whistle and leave the port.
Alas, just as Emperor Roselle said, capable people will always be tired... Danitz walked towards the cabin, looking around leisurely, and suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.
He saw the young adventurer, wearing a black coat, with a gentle appearance but a crazy nature, standing at the bow, smiling politely at him like a gentleman.
Danitz's facial muscles gradually stiffened.
This time even Edwina couldn't help laughing out loud. There was nothing. She could do it. Her crew's luck was really bad.
"Pack the things on the table into the suitcase."
What? Clean up? I'll help you clean up? Danitz was almost stunned.
In an instant, he felt a surge of rage rising to his head: How could I, "Flame" Danitz, the fourth boatswain of "Vice Admiral Iceberg," a renowned pirate with a 3,000 pound bounty, be treated like a servant?
My dignity and reputation will not allow me to accept such an insult!
Seeing Flame Danitz transformed into a stone sculpture, standing there motionless, Klein gave him a cold look.
Danitz's body trembled suddenly.
He took a breath and replied with a smile that was uglier than crying:
"OK"]
Almost as soon as the video finished playing, Anderson laughed out loud: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! I thought you were so tough, but I didn't expect you to give in so quickly. After saying this, he winked at Danitz, looking very much like someone who deserved a beating.
Danitz's first reaction was to look at his captain. He didn't miss the smile that flashed across her eyes. He kept wailing in his heart, cursing that madman Gehrman for ruining his image. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Klein also watched Danitz's inner thoughts on the screen with amusement, thinking that creeping hunger was really effective.
The camera turns.
Just when he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer, he saw Gehrman Sparrow standing at the corner. His gentle face, concealing a deep madness, suddenly looked so familiar. Plop!
Danitz fell backwards, his hands covering his chest and abdomen falling down helplessly, revealing a hideous, exaggerated wound that exposed his internal organs.
"Tell the captain that Old Lynn has been found, 'Steel Marveti', for, for that treasure!" Danitz saw Gehrman Sparrow squatting beside him and spoke desperately.
Klein recalled the bounty on "Steel" Marveti and asked:
"Admiral of Blood?
"Yes, tell the captain, tell him, tell the captain!" Danitz gasped.
After finishing the key point, he showed a sad smile:
"Don't worry about me, I'm almost dead.
Danitz recalled the scene. "Shit!" His face twisted. "I really thought I was going to die... That bastard Gehrman!"
Seeing Danitz's reaction, everyone became even more curious about what would happen next.
"Tell the Captain that all the money I saved has been converted into real estate on Bayam Fragrance Avenue, from 12 to 16. The supporting documents are hidden in the wall of the basement of No. 13. Please help me sell them. Please help me sell them. Bring the money to the town of Nosier, south of Intis, and give it to me, give it to my parents. Tell them that I have truly made a fortune."
Danitz paused and said with difficulty:
"Say I, say I became, a wonderful, wonderful adventurer.
"And... say, say, I'm sorry..."
His eyes suddenly became moist, as if he recalled the rebellious boy he was.
I'm sorry, old man, mother, I couldn't go home... Danitz's eyes went dark, and he felt that his life was about to end.
At this moment, he saw Gehrman Sparrow reach out, press his wound, and then wipe it away.
Danitz's sadness suddenly stopped. He felt the numb pain in his chest and abdomen suddenly disappear, but his left hand felt as if it was broken.
He looked at Gehrman with a dull expression. Gehrman looked at him silently. No one spoke for nearly two seconds.
"Why not treat first?" he asked blankly. Klein turned his head to look at the deserted Danitz Blazing on the other side and said calmly:
"Wait until you are done."
"It 's polite."
Politeness, you son of a bitch! I was really just leaving my last words!
Danitz exerted force on his back and waist, suddenly turning over and standing up.
Klein looked at the screen, recalling that scene, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Why didn't he realize that he had such a bad taste?
Audrey appeared calm on the surface, but she was secretly muttering, "It feels like my image as Mr. World has completely collapsed... No, Audrey, I can't think about this anymore!" She then thought back to her experience at the Hall of Honesty. "It's completely destroyed."
Azik watched with a smile. His students had never behaved like this in front of him before. Thinking about it this way, it really took away a lot of the fun.
Leonard recalled Klein's performance when he was still a Nighthawk, and lamented that time was unforgiving. Why didn't he realize that Klein had this trait?
"Maybe I just couldn't bear to see you being so stupid, " Pales said calmly.
"You, old man!"
Danitz was on the verge of collapse. "Bullshit! Why are all these things related to me?!"
Everyone couldn't help but smile at him with pity, then turned around and continued to watch the show.
[As if sensing Danitz's resentment, the camera shifted, revealing a small island.
Alger looked at the familiar island, and a sense of foreboding came over him.
Alger stared at that place, pressed his Adam's apple, and said to Gehrman Sparrow in a deep voice:
"You'd better plug your ears and restrain your spirituality."
Hearing the words of the "Hanged Man", Gehrman's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling. He didn't try to pretend to be anything special. He put down the lantern, took out two pieces of notepaper from his pocket, crumpled them into balls, and stuffed them into his left and right ears respectively.
Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow didn't ask any questions and just followed his instructions, Alger couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt that working with an experienced guy was really worry-free and hassle-free. Even an adventurer with the nickname "mad" would listen to reasonable words and know what to do and what not to do.
Klein had a premonition when he saw this scene, so he quickly covered his ears to prevent them from being persecuted again.
Alger, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately drew the short blade from his waist, opened his mouth, and sang hoarsely:
"Impulse, impulse, impulse,"
"O sea, crashing against the grey cold rocks!"
"Impulse, impulse, impulse,"
"O sea, break up at the foot of the rock!"
His singing voice is rough and heroic, but completely out of tune and completely contrary to the normal cognition of humans and creatures. It also comes with a noisy, metallic roar, full of power that makes people irritated, nauseous and headaches.
Although Gehrman, who was standing next to Alger, had blocked his ears with paper balls and actively restrained his spiritual power, the blood vessels in his forehead were throbbing at this moment, and he suddenly felt the urge to kill the singer and destroy everything in front of him.
Moreover, his mind felt as if it was being torn apart, and the muscles and blood vessels under his skin began to move slightly on their own.
Others sing for money, but Mr. "The Hanged Man" sings for his life! Herman uses complaints to fight against his inner irritability.
Alger took out the prepared metal tube and collected the fruit of the psychedelic wind chime tree.
Then, he turned sideways and looked at Gehrman Sparrow.
"Let's continue"
His words were suddenly interrupted, and the phrase for "forward" died in his throat.
At that moment, he saw that Gehrman Sparrow's stern face was slightly distorted, and the whites of his brown eyes were slightly red, as if he would explode at any moment and attack him at any time.
Alger's spirit tensed up, and he took a slow breath to complete his previous words:
"Let 's keep going."
"Let's go," Gehrman Sparrow replied in a low voice, taking the lead and bypassing the withered psychedelic wind chime tree, heading deep into the Black Forest.
When Alger's song sounded, everyone's body trembled. Except for Klein, who was well prepared and could still hide for a while, everyone else's faces showed painful and distorted expressions, veins on their foreheads bulged, and the urge to become a shark emerged in their hearts.
As expected... This is comparable to the rap of the real Creator. Klein rubbed his forehead helplessly, muttering in his heart, I hope I will never hear Mr. Hanged Man sings again.
It took Derrick a while to recover. Seeing Alger's embarrassed expression, he considered it for a moment before trying to comfort him, "Mr. Alger, it's not really that..."Alger waved his hand, signaling him to stop talking. The people around him were almost ready to take action.
As soon as Fors recovered, she pulled Xio aside and muttered, deciding to start a new story after leaving. It would be about a man who was killed by a shark because his singing was too bad. "It's almost as good as Mr. Door 's ravings!"
Xio looked at her helplessly and tugged at her clothes. "Stop talking... She didn't know why she suddenly felt pity for Gehrman at that time. It 's so miserable.
Klein, dressed as Merlin, fell into deep thought, "Why do I participate in all the content released in this space..." Isn't it nice to persecute others? Why persecute cats?
Two or three days later, in the deep darkness, dead silence and desolate wilderness, Hermann, who had interrupted the divination in advance, was wearing a half-high silk hat, a long black windbreaker, and holding a lantern emitting a dim light. With a serious expression, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the air.
At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire world.]
"Where is this..." Derrick asked uncertainly when he saw the familiar background, "Is this the God-Forsaken Land?"
The God-forsaken Land? Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but perk up to watch what was going to happen next.
After taking in the dry riverbed and the monstrous boulder standing in the darkness, Gehrman no longer maintained the historical projection of the *Staff of the Stars". With a flick of his right hand, he caused it to rapidly fade and disappear.
After doing these things, Hermann walked to the boulder, put down the lantern, and whispered a name in Giant language.
"The Lord of Darkness who exists alongside history,
The embodiment of countless miracles;
The deity who controls wishes..."]
"He's..." Leonard frowned and asked Pales in confusion, "Old man, whose name is he saying?"
"The Dark Wolf Kotar. He's also the God of Wishes," Pales replied calmly. Then, as if realizing something, he chuckled. "You, my former colleague, actually set your sights on Him. You're quite bold."
"What's the meaning?"
"Kotal is a Sequence 2 Miracle Worker. If your former colleague wants to advance to Sequence 2, he must possess a Miracle Worker's Beyonder characteristic... Pales said, with a hint of disappointment. "Look at you, you're still a Sequence 4."
*???" Leonard didn't know why the topic turned to the fact that he was only a Sequence Four.
"Just give it a try, and if that doesn't work, try something else? Or is there something else wrong with this prayer?"
"Haha, I've lived for thousands of years and experienced so many things. What kind of situation haven't I seen?
"The best way to deal with it now is to ignore him and not spy on him, just remember him.
The dark wolf made a quick decision and planned to observe it for a while before extinguishing the prayer light.
At this moment, He saw the young man open his mouth again:
'O eternal blazing sun;
"You are the everlasting light;
"You are the embodiment of order.*
.....The Dark Demon Wolf was a little confused about what this young man wanted to do.
Praying to any other true god is useless in this forsaken place!]
Not to mention the Demon Wolf, even the people watching the screen were confused, not knowing what he was going to do.
"Could it be that Gehrman has finally gone mad??" Danitz asked in confusion. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Klein kept smiling :) He decided to persecute Danitz after he got out.
No, this is not persecution.
This is called God's test for those who love him.
The next second, Gehrman once again recited the divine name:
"The Lord who created everything;
"The Lord behind the veil of shadows;
"The fallen nature of all living beings."
The pupils of the Dark Demon Wolf dilated slightly, and it was somewhat confused by the behavior of the human in the prayer light spot.
Before He could make any guesses, Gehrman whispered the third honorific name:
"Twisting the hands of time;
"Flying in the shadow of fate;
'The embodiment of fraud and mischief..'
Amon... He was praying to Amon... The Dark Wolf no longer knew what the other party was trying to do. Instinctively, he felt that something was wrong and immediately wanted to erase the corresponding prayer light spot.
Suddenly, he saw the young man raise his head with a slight smile on his lips.
He then took out a single lens made of ground crystal and put it on his right eye.
With just one prayer, Hermann's historical pore image transformed into the incarnation of "Blasphemer" Amon!
Almost at the same time, the Dark Demon Wolf felt the other party's gaze pass through the prayer light spot and look at itself, then pass through itself and look at its real body in the mist of history.
Without hesitation, he immediately extinguished the prayer light…
This...Isn't this really crazy? Fors rubbed his forehead in distress, feeling that his IQ was really not enough to understand the boss's operation..
hiss–
Leonard gasped. Amon was so terrifying that he could parasitize someone just by saying his honorific name!
A few seconds before this scene took shape, he had severed the connection between his main body and the image of the historical pore, to prevent Amon from using it to descend upon him.
The inexplicable things he had done before were mainly to confuse the Dark Wolf, allowing it to continue observing after it realized that the praying person was not the real person, thereby accumulating the time for it to spy on the "Source Castle".
Finally, the prayer to Amon was to use the possible arrival and influence of this "God of Deception" to cover up the reverse contamination of the Dark Wolf by "Source Castle"!
If Amon didn't "respond" and just watched, Hermann had his own monocle ready and could try to trick the Dark Wolf.
*Can we still do this?!" Anderson was extremely shocked. He turned around and looked at Danitz. "Is he really not from the Hunter Path?" The Hunter Path was missing such great material!
*Shit...don't ask me!"
However, a small number of people's attention was focused on "Source Castle.
Audrey looked at the words "Sefirah Castle" and pondered, "Could this... be the help provided by Mr. Fool? Sefirah Castle... looks a bit like where our Tarot Club holds meetings..."
Azik frowned at the words "Sefirah Castle. As a descendant of the Death God, he had some knowledge of this subject. He was somewhat concerned about why his student was connected to Sefirah Castle.
In the air, gray mist emerged, and the ancient palace located above the spiritual world seemed to be there and not there.
This caused a slight vibration, and some force followed the connection, shaking the Wolf Castle, causing the black velvet-like translucent "curtain" to pop out a little, allowing the independent "country" to have a certain fusion with reality.
Seizing this opportunity, Hermann opened his mouth and called out a name in Giant language:
"Leodoro!"
¡Boom! ¡Boom! Boom!!
Hundreds of thick silver-white lightning bolts fell from the sky and hit the castle of the Dark Wolf Kotar at the same time, turning it into a forest of thunder and emitting a strong breath of destruction.
Leodro is really useful. Gehrman thought.
This extreme operation shocked everyone. They didn't expect that the name of the gods could be used in this way!
"Is Gehrman really not considering switching to the Hunter path?"
Anderson murmured. "This provocation skill is perfect..."
Alger hadn't thought the Storm Lord's title could be used in this way. It was quite exciting to think about it, after all, from the screen…
"Leodoro is really good..."
As soon as he said it, he immediately reacted, fearing that a thunderbolt would strike him. Fortunately, it did not happen.
"Mr. World is really brave..." Audrey admired this move very much. While she was moved, she also warned herself not to try it if she didn't have the strength of Mr. World, otherwise she would be the next one to be struck!
At this time, a light door appeared in the space, and a man dressed in the aristocratic clothing of the Quaternary period walked out. He seemed to have just woken up, and there was still a hint of confusion on his face.
"Roselle...?" Klein's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously called out the man's name.
"Dad..." Bernadette couldn't keep her composure, her voice trembling slightly. She had sealed Roselle with her own hands not long ago, and she had never expected to see him again.
What!? He's Emperor Roselle!?
Maybe they were impressed by Hermann's previous actions, and they even felt that they would not be too surprised even if the Seven Gods came in the next second.
No... maybe I'll be a little surprised.
Russell ignored the gazes of others and walked straight to sit next to Bernadette. He carefully examined her face and sighed, "...We were at a distance before, so I didn't get a good look at you... You really have become a big shot..."
Before Bernadette could say anything, a layer of gray fog appeared on the screen, and a vague figure sat on it, holding a few pieces of paper in his hands.
This is... Mr. Fool!
Audrey and Fors exchanged glances. Everyone in the Tarot Club knew that it was Mr. Fool who was reading Emperor Roselle's diary!
Klein looked at the screen, then glanced at his father, Russell, who was about to chat with his daughter. A hint of pity welled up in his heart. "My friend, it's not that I don't want to help you. It's you who wrote those things... I hope the mysterious queen will forgive her old father..."
[The camera focuses on the paper…
*January 1, 1984, at the grand New Year's Eve party. Madam Flonnell was a real beauty."
"On January 2nd, my gentlemen on the Foreign Affairs Committee were asses!"
"On September 23rd, I lost contact with the ship searching for the God-Forsaken Land. I should consider inventing a wireless telegraph. I hope it won't be affected by the storm."
*September 24th. Miss Ithaca is more charming than Mrs. Flonnell. Perhaps I am just missing my youth."
"On October 2nd, they actually decided to get me engaged to Matilda of the Abel family without even consulting me first! Oh my god, I haven't even met her yet! No, I refuse! Even if I have to run away from home, even if I have to be self-reliant and endure constant oppression, I will resist this arranged marriage!"
"October 5th. Miss Matilda is so beautiful."
*On October 6th, her personality, her temperament,
This is my type, and I'm looking forward to our marriage."
"Puff!"
I don't know who laughed first, but the rest of the people started laughing one after another. I didn't expect you to be this kind of Russell!
It turns out that humans can never escape the law of true fragrance!
Fors looked at Russell's diary, inspirations popping up one after another. "Perhaps I can write a story about a playboy who is engaged to a rich girl and despises her very much, but upon meeting her, she is so stunning that she exclaims, "What a fragrance!**
Bernadette was stunned and looked at Russell in disbelief. "I didn't expect you to be such a father! You don't love Mom at all, you just lust after her body!"
Russell is socially dead.
"I can explain this..." He tried to struggle.
"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen"
*November 3rd. Matilda is three months pregnant. I now find those maids from the countryside so beautiful. No, I can't lower my standards and taste.
Coincidentally, Countess Forres invited me to a private party, hehe."
There was a vulgar atmosphere in this "hehe", and everyone couldn't help but make a sound of "tsk tsk " when looking at these diaries.
Today, the image of Emperor Roselle has been completely shattered.
Russell's eyes were dead
Bernadette chose to block her old father
"On February 9th, I had my third child, whom I named Bonois."
"My eldest daughter, Bernadette, was lucky. Her mother and I were both low-sequence Beyonders at the time. She was free to choose the path she wanted to take."
"My eldest son, Ciel, is the most unfortunate. He inherited only a few Beyonder traits, yet is forced to repeat my path. Perhaps, he could have made a change at Sequence 4, but achieving a high Sequence is never so easy."
"My second son, Bonois, is between Bernadette and Charles. I gave him characteristics equivalent to a Sequence 5 Beyonder. This reduced my burden, allowing him to digest potions faster and accelerate his advancement. As soon as he was born, he was already able to display various special 'astrologers'.
"Zaratul came secretly to congratulate me, praising Bonova as a lovely angel. I asked the fortune teller what Bonova's future achievements would be, but he just smiled and didn't answer me."
Bernadette remained silent for a moment as she watched the diary entry on the big screen. Cattleya looked at her worriedly.
Everyone seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive, and no one spoke.
"I asked him about the future of the Shire again, and he finally spoke. He told me that death is an inevitable end, but that this might be a good thing."
"Really? The fortune teller's words are always so vague, it makes you want to pry his mouth open."
"I finally asked Bernadette about her future. He suddenly became very serious and said that she would hate me, despise me, and abandon me. She would become a big figure in the mysterious world."
"Sometimes, you really shouldn't ask about the results of divination. I find it hard to believe that my lovely, kind Bernadette, who loves her brother, adores her father, and loves her mother, would hate me, despise me, and betray me. Why did I do something so extreme? Maybe she has a crush on someone I'm not happy with, and I killed that brat?
"No, Zaratul is not a prophet. The divination result may be wrong! Forget about this, Russell!"
Bernadette stared blankly. Russell touched her hair. After a long while, Bernadette lowered her head and whispered, "I will never hate you, dislike you, or betray you, Dad..." Her eyes sparkled with sparkling tears.
"You are already a big shot, you can't cry so easily anymore." Russell sighed in his heart and pinched her face half-jokingly, just like when he was a child.Bernadette was very moved, and then she saw the new diary content on the screen
[...
"On September 21st, I arrived in San Miron and officially began my first tour with a delegation.
"The weather in Feysac is really cold. It's not even October yet, and it looks like it's going to snow. No wonder the specialties here are all kinds of coats and cold-proof clothing, and also, strong liquor!
"Damn, the people here are incredibly tall. It's no wonder this is a land of giants' descendants. But I still want to say, I hate it when people look down on me!
*Tonight, I'm going to the tavern and get drunk with a beautiful Feysac woman!"
Seeing this, Gehrman suddenly began to suspect that the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette had provided these pages of the diary to Mr. Fool in order to inquire whether she had an older brother or younger brother of Feysac descent.
Holding back his inner tsk-tsk, Hermann glanced at the second entry:
"On September 22, I seemed to have lost my memory.
"What happened last night? Where's my beautiful Feysac? I didn't even drink with her!" Wow.
Audrey was first shocked that Mr. Fool had shown Mr. World Emperor Roselle's diary. Then, she became a little excited. "I didn't expect Mr. Fool to be able to make Mr. World understand that kind of writing... Does that mean we can learn that kind of writing in the future?"
Azik felt something was amiss. Was the relationship between his student and this fool a little too close? "He must have some plans for Klein... What could a god possibly be planning?" He felt as if he knew some incredible secret.
Bernadette was very moved, but now she has no expression on her face.
This kind of old father, it is better to block and report him for a one-stop service!!