Part 5 THE RED PRIEST CHAPTER 65 Another Reminder from Roselle

　　The night was dark, the clouds covered the moon, and it was dark above the Birkeland Bridge.

　　Klein had just “teleported” here, and before he had time to look around, he saw a green pea vine falling from the sky, covering the surrounding area like a rainstorm.

　　They twisted and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, layers upon layers upward, and the top could not be seen at all.

　　Klein let go of his right hand that was holding down his bowler hat, and familiarly followed the path formed by the vines, heading upwards.

　　Not long after, he saw a natural swing formed by green plants, and also saw the “Mysterious Queen” Bernadette standing beside the swing.

　　The eldest daughter of Rossel the Great had long chestnut hair, and wore a lady’s blouse with a lace bow tie, a knee-length gray skirt and boots, and a floppy hat with a fine lattice of black veil hanging down.

　　”You’re growing up a lot faster than I expected.” Bernadette reflected Germaine Sparrow within her azure eyes hidden behind black netting.

　　Klein responded without any change in his demeanor:

　　”Praise be to Mr. ‘Fool’.”

　　While saying this, he mentally spat out a sentence:

　　This is called self-improvement and asking for help!

　　The “Queen of Mystery” nodded gently, her voice soft but emotionless:

　　”I know exactly why you want to see me.”

　　Without waiting for Klein to speak, she slightly tilted her head, looked at the vine swing next to her, and said in a calm lake-like tone with countless undercurrents lurking:

　　”I feel that he has not truly, completely fallen.”

　　…… Meaning, do you feel that Rossel the Great has not completely died? Still living somewhere in this world, with a chance to return? Klein didn’t expect to hear such blunt and explosive words right off the bat, and although he controlled his expression well, for a moment he didn’t know how to answer.

　　At the same time, he noticed that Bernadette had used the word “he” rather than “k” to describe Rossel the Great – whether it was the Guversack language that the two of them were currently conversing in, or the everyday Ruen language, or the Intis language, it was all the same. In the current conversation between the two, in Guversack, or in everyday Ruun, or in Intis, these are two very different words.

　　This shows that in the heart of the “Mystic Queen”, Rossel the Great is not an angel, but a father …… Klein eased his emotions and asked with deliberation:

　　”Why do you feel this way?”

　　Bernadette withdrew her gaze from looking at the vine swing, her voice still soft as she said:

　　”The last stage of his life was crazy and radical, but there was not a single thing that was not well arranged, and I am sure that he must have made some preparations for himself as well.

　　”You should know that in his later years he attempted to cross the pathway and strike at the vacant ‘Black Emperor’ throne, and that this required the erection of nine secret pyramidal mausoleums.

　　”After his death in the White Maple Palace, the Church of the Eternal Blaze and the Church of Steam teamed up to locate eight such mausoleums, doing away with them one by one, but the ninth was never located, and no one knows for sure exactly where it was hidden.

　　”If he has become the ‘Black Emperor’, then he can definitely awaken and return from within this mausoleum, and if he fails, I think that there might be a possibility of resurrection through this ……”

　　Bernadette spoke more and more softly, and at the end, it was already a drifting voice that was hard to distinguish.

　　You are not so confident ah …… It is more of an expectation and hope …… Klein listened to a sigh.

　　Suddenly, he remembered the words of the “King of the Five Seas” Nast said:

　　Rossel the Great liked to stand in front of a certain row of floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out to the west.

　　From Roselle’s diary, Klein knew that he had discovered the entrance to the abyss in the Sea of Mists to the west of Intis and found a primitive island, which he thought was full of oddities and worth exploring.

　　Could it be that …… Rossel the Great had built that last secret mausoleum into the abyss, or on that primitive island? Klein pondered for a while, then turned to outline the corner of his mouth and said:

　　”You seem to know a lot about the ‘Black Emperor’ pathway.”

　　He suspected that Rossel the Great had kept a Black Emperor card as a bookmark and used Bernadette’s ancient Forsak name as the opening incantation, partly with the idea of informing his daughter of the appropriate rituals, and, as a result, Bernadette seemed to have gotten hold of that information from another source.

　　”The Mystic Queen’s lips, uncovered by the veil of her hat, had a not-so-subtle curve:

　　”I’ve been tracing this matter for over a hundred years, and having endured the knowledge indoctrination of the ‘Hidden Sage’ in order to figure out the details.

　　”I can see that you, as well as Mr. ‘Fool’ behind you, also have a deep understanding of this …… I’ve always been curious as to why you guys are so interested in his affairs.”

　　From the looks of things, in terms of seniority, you’d have to call me uncle …… The Great One and I have probably been “roommates” for many years …… Klein relieved the gloomy and somber mood in his heart by spitting. bleak and somber mood, and answered with little rise or fall in his tone:

　　”You can ask Mr. ‘Fool’ that question.”

　　He didn’t intend to tell Bernadette right now that the ninth secret mausoleum was probably somewhere in the Sea of Mists, probably within the primordial island or the abyss, which would be better answered by the “Fool”, and more appropriate.

　　”The Queen of Mysteries was not surprised by Germaine Sparrow’s response, and cast her eyes to the west, somewhere far away.

　　Although he could not see Bernadette’s eyes, Klein could vaguely sense that the lady was looking at the place where she had lived as a child, at the place where her spirit and heart belonged, and at her homeland, to which she could no longer return.

　　At this moment, in the green vines and deep blackness, there were many subtle emotions and dreams hidden in the heart, fermenting a little.

　　In just a few seconds, the “Mysterious Queen” withdrew her gaze and softly spoke:

　　”When my business in Berkland is over, I will give a few pages of my diary to Gadelia and ask her to ask this question for me.”

　　”Why not ask it next week?” Klein didn’t hide his doubts.

　　Bernadette answered calmly:

　　”I feel that the answer will affect my mood, and a bad mood will lead to my failure.”

　　A bad mood can lead to failure? What was so demanding? Crossing paths with a demigod in the realm of the mind? Or, after she unlocked part of her mind, she had the certainty of striking the angelic realm? Klein nodded thoughtfully and did not pursue the matter.

　　This already involved the other party’s secrets, so it was best not to ask unless necessary.

　　The “Mysterious Queen” turned to say:

　　”When he wrote one of those pages of his diary, I sat across from him and tried to get him to teach me that kind of interpretation and depiction of symbols, he didn’t oblige, he just rubbed my hair, at that time, I was already an adult ……

　　”I could tell that he was a little worried, a little embarrassed, a little intimidated when he wrote that page of his journal, and ended it by saying to me that if I did become a big name in the mystical world in the future, as Chaletu had prophesied, then I must remember to watch out for ‘the audience.’ ”

　　Beware of the ‘audience’ …… Klein couldn’t help but repeat Rossel’s reminder in his mind.

　　He believed that this great emperor would not refer to the extraordinary people of the entire “audience” pathway in general, but must be using this to refer to a special existence, or a special thing, or both.

　　Rossel the Great is a member of that ancient hidden organization …… The founder and leader of that ancient hidden organization is …… Klein’s eyelids jumped slightly, not daring to think further, afraid of a certain existence can hear his heart.

　　”Perhaps there are details on that page of the diary.” He nodded, hoping to see that page of the journal soon.

　　”I know.” Bernadette nodded.

　　She didn’t continue the subject and said after two seconds of silence:

　　”I’ll say a word of thanks to Mr. ‘Fool’ and you on behalf of Gadelia, being able to get the blood of the ‘Serpent of Destiny’ will help her tremendously in her path after that.

　　”While it’s fine to use the blood of mythical creatures from either path in the ‘Occultist’ promotion ceremony, the best choice would be from the ‘Fate’ path, which would make it a lot easier for her when it comes to promoting to Sequence 3. ”

　　”Why?” Klein asked with the mindset of learning knowledge.

　　It was impossible for a Favored One to know everything anyway, the True Gods couldn’t even do that!

　　Bernadette’s gaze was slightly vacant:

　　”‘Peeping into the secrets of destiny’ is another way of saying ‘prophecy’, and the Sequence 3 name of ‘Secret Peeper’ is called ‘Master of Prophecy’, and that’s why I’m in Berkland.”

　　Because of some prophecy? Klein spoke with some speculation and some clarity:

　　”Many paths seem to have prophecy-related abilities.”

　　”The corner of the Mystic Queen’s mouth hooked down slightly and she sighed softly:

　　”In the ancient times, many transcendent beings thought that by concentrating the same abilities together, they could qualitatively change and break through, and as a result, they invariably went mad and out of control. It wasn’t until the first ‘Profane Tablet’ came out that all beings realized that balance, the kind of balance that walks on the edge of a cliff, is the key to the path of transcendence.”

　　So the abilities covered by a domain would be spread out over multiple pathways, presenting a situation where the main pathway concentrates a large amount and the rest of the pathways split the remainder? Well, the counter-example is the “King of the North” Urisian …… Crane from Groselle’s Travels, who was lost in thought and didn’t pursue the matter.

　　After a while, the “Queen of Mystery” Bernadette broke the silence:

　　”If you have nothing else, let’s stop here today.”

　　Klein thought for a moment and said:

　　”Good, if there’s anything I need help with, you can find me through the ‘General above the Stars’.”

　　Bernadette nodded gently, and her figure suddenly became transparent and turned into a pile of foam.

　　The foam dispersed and floated, passing away in an instant, and the greenish-black pea vines shrunk with it, disappearing into the night.

　　As if held by invisible hands, Klein lightly landed on the Beckland Bridge.

　　He reached up and pressed his bowler hat on his head, and looked around him, only to see houses standing on both sides of the river, with a little dim light shining through them, and in the clattering sound of the great river rushing by and the deep darkness of the night, it seemed peaceful, quiet, warm, and calm.

　　”I hope this is not destroyed ……,” Klein sighed, and his figure flew transparent and faded away.