From his point of view, this diary page of Emperor Roselle nearly proved his previous conjectures. He had chosen to forcefully switch to the Black Emperor pathway in his later years, doing so at the cost of going mad to become a Sequence 0 true god!
And on this page of goatskin, there were only two short lines of text, as though it indicated the final diary page of Emperor Roselle’s life. The end of the year or the beginning of the new year was the day “He” was suspected to have perished in the White Maple Palace.
The diary page didn’t have a date, but at the top of the page was a line in Feysac:
“Immediately follows the previous page.”
The words were written neatly and elegantly, very different from Emperor Roselle’s handwriting. It was obvious that it was added by someone else.
“I believe I’m not the only transmigrator in this world.
“If there’s anyone else who can read my diary, remember to carefully select your Beyonder pathway.
“Once you choose this, it pretty much confirms your allies and your enemies.
“I’m unable to give any actual suggestions because I myself can’t see the true faces of the seven deities or those evil gods. This might be partially related to the second Blasphemy Slate that the ancient organization hides. Unfortunately, I only have a rough idea of the hidden parts, and I’m unable to verify them.
“Similarly, I don’t know what’s written on the first Blasphemy Slate either.
“A useful warning is to not choose pathways with Sequence 0s that are occupied, and also be careful of neighboring Sequence 0s and Sequence 1s. I’ve suffered tremendously on this aspect.
“As for what Sequence 0 represents, search for my other diary pages if you aren’t aware.
“Heh heh, this page is equivalent to the afterword of my life. If I succeed, I’ll be a god, and it will be another story. If I were to fail, there wouldn’t be a future. Perhaps, well—you know.
“Go, my friend who understands my diary, go seek out the secret of transmigration and the truth hidden within. I’ll be watching you, if I’m still alive.
“Finally, let me warn you that you have to remember:
“Be careful of the moon!”
Klein wasn’t surprised about there being more than one transmigrator. After all, he had long known of a “senior” in the form of Emperor Roselle.
He was puzzled about the details that the emperor had used to determine that there wasn’t only one transmigrator.
This was a very important point, as it held great meaning as to whether there were incomparable problems in his bid to return home.
This was like an unknown equation. Without enough examples and conditions, there was no way to obtain the correct answer no matter how he tried to solve it. Only with enough equations could he find the correct answer.
As conclusions and puzzlements flashed through Klein’s mind, he finally turned solemn.
He made the diary in his hand vanish and looked towards Cattleya.
“Do you have anything you want to ask?”
Cattleya nudged the heavy glasses on her nose and politely bowed her head.
“Honorable Mr. Fool, I wish to know if Emperor Roselle is still alive.”
This question snapped the other members of the Tarot Club out of their own thoughts as they looked towards the end of the bronze table in agitation.
Although Emperor Roselle being alive wasn’t directly related to them, nor would it bring any obvious influence, this topic was enough to stir the thirst hidden deep in the hearts of people regarding rumors and gossip!
Only Derrick was uninterested in the matter. The reason why he looked at Mr. Fool was solely because everyone else had done so.
“Perhaps.”
By using the answer “perhaps,” he was expressing that Emperor Roselle had the hope of saving himself. As for whether he eventually succeeded or whether there was an accident, it wasn’t in the scope of the question that might not have an answer.
However, they could also sense the underlying tone in Mr. Fool’s words. Due to the lack of diary entries and with him having just awoken recently, “He” was unable to determine if Emperor Roselle had seized an opportunity. To determine that would require more clues and evidence in the future.
Regardless, Emperor Roselle was likely mentally prepared for the assassination.
Without giving Justice, The Hanged Man, and company to think of the related problems, Klein leaned back and said with a calm tone, “That’s all from me.”
Fors hurriedly snapped out of her fantasizing of Roselle’s late years as she looked to the end of the bronze table.
“Honorable Mr. Fool, I wish to communicate privately with The World. It will end quickly.”
“Yes.”
Following that, he blocked the senses of the other members and controlled The World to chuckle hoarsely.
“Is there anything else?”
Fors deliberated for two seconds and said, “This is the matter. Mr. X’s head allowed me to receive a handsome reward. I believe that I didn’t pay enough on this matter to match the difficulty of the mission. Therefore, I wish to compensate you.
“How much do you wish to receive.”
“How much can you pay?”
Fors hesitated for a moment and said, “5,000 pounds.”
She had used the 10,000-pound price she had informed her teacher, and planned to split it evenly with Mr. World. Furthermore, she needed the recipe, crystal ball, and Beyonder ingredient; thus, she planned on selling the two properties and give him money directly.
And as for the reason why Fors was this generous, it had to do with the mission being harder than she had expected while also paying too low a price. In addition, she was increasingly fearful of The World Gehrman Sparrow. She didn’t dare to offend the crazy adventurer and terrifying bounty hunter.
“I’ll try my best.” Although Fors was very puzzled over why Mr. World valued gold coins that much, she didn’t dare to ask. He had done the same with Ma’am Hermit’s transaction previously.
She paused before asking, “Mr. World, when would you need to use Leymano’s Travels? I plan on renting it out before and after that period in order to earn some money and Beyonder powers.”
