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"After that, I had little interaction with Alista Tudor. Until His fall, I only saw Him from a distance a few times on the battlefield."
After recounting the events of that year, Ouroboros looked at Lin Ruo, who had lowered His eyes, lost in thought, His lips tightly pressed without any hint of a smile.
Ouroboros knew Lin Ruo was sad; He could smell the sadness emanating from Him.
Even though so much time had passed since that incident, and even though Lin Ruo had no memory of it, He still instinctively felt sad when it was brought up.
So Ouroboros also lowered His eyes, accompanying Him in His sadness.
This was the only thing He could do. He wasn't as eloquent as Medici, nor did He know how to comfort Lin Ruo.
Or rather, was He truly qualified to comfort Him?
Ouroboros didn't know, and He didn't want to think about the question. He just simply wanted to be with Lin Ruo, whether He was sad or happy.
It wasn't a guide from fate; it was simply what Ouroboros wanted to do.
The room suddenly fell silent. After a good while, someone, unable to bear it any longer, gently tapped the table.
"Cough…" Klein softly coughed. As soon as Ouroboros appeared, he had been startled awake by a spiritual premonition and rushed to the door of the adjacent cabin—Lin Ruo had used money to persuade the original guests next door to give up their room.
However, by then, Ouroboros had already begun to recount the "future" He had seen, so Klein didn't interrupt. After quietly closing the door, he found a seat and also became a listener.
So Klein also heard the entire story of that year, both shocked by it and saddened by the betrayals and pain Lin Ruo had endured. But no matter what, Klein knew he couldn't let Lin Ruo wallow in pain; that wasn't a good thing. So he decided to shift the focus.
—It wasn't that he didn't want to comfort Him, but Klein could tell that Lin Ruo didn't need his comfort at that moment.
So Klein said, "So, the voice Your Highness Ouroboros heard seems to be that mastermind from back then?"
This didn't seem like a good topic, but Klein knew that this was what Lin Ruo wanted to hear most right now.
Lin Ruo was never one to simply wallow in sorrow, even if He would be sad about it. But compared to mere sadness, revenge was what He was more likely to pursue.
To offer the blood of His enemies as a sacrifice to the deceased, that was Lin Ruo's style.
And for the tragedy of that year, no matter how many factors contributed to it, that mastermind was an obvious one.
Alista Tudor had fallen, but this one clearly had not.
"I don't know." Ouroboros honestly shook His head.
"They are indeed the same person." Lin Ruo lifted His head at the same time. At this moment, gray mist seemed to surge in His azure eyes.
He said, "I recall some things."
He remembered how, after severely injuring Blood Emperor and questioning Ouroboros, He finally calmed down slightly and painstakingly eliminated all influences and interferences to find the hidden mastermind—
The Crawling Chaos, The God of a Thousand Faces, The Messenger of the Outer Deities, The Father of a Million Favored, Nyarlathotep's Incarnation walking in this world, the Black Pharaoh.
He killed the other party, severed all of Nyarlathotep's transgressive tentacles, and at the cost of His own state moving closer to a God, made it impossible for that Outer God to easily descend power into this world again.
He even remembered the malicious and joyful words of the Black Pharaoh before being erased:
"Are you angry? Because I incited Alista Tudor, your student."
"Or are you angry because I didn't use any authority, but merely provoked with words, to make your student choose to betray you?"
"Actually, I can understand you. This is indeed very difficult to accept. For you, if I had truly used power to mislead Alista Tudor, you would probably be happy instead, as that would mean His betrayal was not of His own free will."
"People often think their feelings for each other are unbreakable, but in reality, it's just wishful thinking. Just like your beloved student, have you truly understood Him? Understood His distorted and pathological craving for power, understood His gradually distorted mind from living in your shadow all these years, understood His extremism and radicalism."
"Or perhaps, you never realized that having a teacher like you, standing at the pinnacle of living beings and favored by everyone, is not an honor everyone can bear."
And how did He respond?
"You talk too much nonsense."
He, in the memory, said with a cold expression. As His words fell, He carried out the final execution of the Black Pharaoh.
The Black Pharaoh, on the verge of being annihilated, showed an expression of boredom before being erased.
"Actually, I support you in retaining your humanity, after all, the divine you are too boring."
"But before that, please allow me to watch more tragicomedies and savor more of your despair."
And then? Then… Lin Ruo suddenly froze. Someone in the real world grabbed His arm, and someone was saying something in His ear.
It seemed to be a story about Chariot and The Fool… Huh?
Lin Ruo's mind suddenly pulled away from His memories. He blinked, and the gray mist in His azure eyes slowly dissipated at this moment, vanishing completely within a second or two.
Lin Ruo's eyes regained their usual luster. He then looked up to see Ouroboros anxiously holding His arm, looking at Him expectantly, while Klein held a thin diary, reading aloud from it, His expression quite complex.
To describe it more vividly, it was probably three parts worry, three parts annoyance, three parts gnashing of teeth, and one part embarrassment.
Hmm, Lin Ruo had already recognized it; Klein was reading His "Chariot's diary."
Didn't He put this thing in a drawer? How did it get into Klein's hands? Oh, right, He put it with that Gehrman biography… Lin Ruo quickly understood the reason, and as He realized it, looking at Klein's complex expression, He felt a rare twinge of guilt.
Klein, at this moment, finally noticed that Lin Ruo had returned to normal. While relieved, he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Damn! It actually worked, this isn't mysticism at all…"
After cursing, Klein put down the "Chariot's diary" that he wished he could just destroy, and said, "How are you?"
"I'm fine now." Lin Ruo shook His head, also saying with some lingering fear, "But I almost had an accident, that was close, good thing you reacted quickly…" Nyarlathotep is indeed insidious.
Lin Ruo expressed that He now highly suspected that one of the reasons Nyarlathotep allowed Ouroboros to tell Him these things was to pull such a trick on Him.
Fortunately, He was prepared… Thinking this, Lin Ruo immediately patted Klein's shoulder with a serious expression and said, "My boy, Dad didn't raise you for nothing. From now on, Dad's humanity will depend on you to maintain."
"Get lost!" Klein immediately spat out a single word with a darkened face, but He was further relieved.
It seemed He was truly fine now.
Lin Ruo clearly didn't care about Klein's attitude. He even smiled, and casually ruffled Klein's hair twice, teasing:
"So now you understand the necessity of me writing those things, right?"
Klein's expression immediately darkened further.
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