The World's Kindness

Upon hearing this, Bazett blinked, still skeptical.

"It's definitely true. If you don't believe me, just ask the staff outside. I've been waiting outside the room for you to wake up."

This time, Rovey didn't tease her anymore. Rovey placed a fairly substantial plate of food on the table in front of Bazett, indicating that she could eat some first, since she clearly looked somewhat malnourished.

Although this was still only Rovey's side of the story, Bazett found that his previous skepticism had strangely failed him, and he quickly accepted Rovey's explanation.

As for Bazett, she was naturally more willing to believe what Rovey said was true. After all, she hadn't encountered such kindness in a long time, and the malice of the past two days made her more inclined to believe in the little bit of goodwill in human nature.

"Alright, don't think too much. Eat first. There's no poison in it. I'm not a kidnapper, otherwise I would have abducted you while you were asleep. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after you've eaten."

Rovey pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Bazett, then gestured for Bazett was wearing hotel pajamas, to eat something first.

He planned to wait until she finished eating and relaxed her guard before trying to extract more information from her.

Upon hearing this, Bazett was slightly taken aback. Only after Rovey's reminder did she realize that she hadn't eaten properly for a long time.

Moreover, what's most embarrassing is that the moment she realized this, her stomach also realized it and, in order to assert its existence, issued a righteous and eloquent protest.

So, Bazett's face, which hadn't fully recovered, turned red again.

Bazett was an extremely serious woman, known in the Department of Law for her coldness and efficiency, but today was different. She seemed to have exhausted all the embarrassment and shame she had ever experienced in her life. One embarrassing thing after another happened, and each one challenged her limits more than the last.

"See, it's hungry too."

Hearing her stomach rumble, Rovey raised an eyebrow and teased, "Have you ever heard the saying, 'Hunger is a formidable enemy'?"

"Thanks..."

Looking into Rovey's eyes and finally understanding what had just happened, Bazett sighed deeply.

Then, suppressing his restless heart, he tried his best to maintain basic composure in front of Rovey.

"Then... I'll start eating?!"

Although she was a little embarrassed, urged on by her stomach and the upcoming festival, she finally couldn't resist picking up the spoon and secretly glancing at Rovey, as if seeking his permission.

To this, Rovey simply nodded slightly.

Please enjoy your meal.

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<Honkai: Star Rail, I was just making a game, how did I become the Aeon of Elation?>

Chapter 369 Goodwill from the World

Inside a hotel in Fuyuki City.

Looking at the food on the tray on the table, Bazett swallowed hard because of his rumbling stomach, then picked up the spoon and fork that Rovey had handed him.

Because he had considered that Bazett was not of Asian descent, Rovey did not give her chopsticks, and Bazett indeed picked up the knife and fork in front of her with great skill.

"Eat up, you look really hungry."

"I was just joking. If you don't believe me, you can ask the person involved."

Seeing that Bazett was still a little embarrassed, Rovey assumed she was still holding a grudge about his joke, so he briefly explained what had happened.

However, Bazett wasn't thinking about that at the moment.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I doubt you, I'm just feeling a bit conflicted. Besides, there's no need to go through the trouble of checking with the person involved; I trust you. Although I'm a little dizzy from hunger right now, I can still tell whether it's good intentions or bad. Even though we've only known each other for a short time, I can tell you're not the kind of person who would do such a thing. On the contrary, I've caused you trouble, and I owe you a huge favor this time."

After some thought, Bazett lowered his head and said to Rovey in a deep voice.

She has already remembered this huge favor she received today.

"Damn it, I should have just done it."

Upon hearing this, a hint of regret appeared on Rovey's face, and he couldn't help but lower his head and mutter to himself.

"Huh? I heard everything!! Don't regret it because of something like this! You bastard!"

This sudden remark instantly dispelled the emotions that Bazett had been building up. She couldn't help but say something, but it was clear that Rovey was just joking. After he tried to make her feel less reserved, a smile appeared on Bazett's face.

Afterwards, seeing that the atmosphere had eased up, the hungry Bazett casually sat down and began to devour the food with his utensils.

Watching her shovel large mouthfuls of food into her mouth, Rovey frowned. At the same time, he was now even more certain that Bazett wasn't faking it; she was genuinely starving.

Rovey found it hard to imagine what she had gone through to become the way she was now.

At this moment, Bazett knew her eating habits were rather unrefined. Rather than genuinely enjoying the food, she was simply trying to fill her stomach. Her boisterous movements were like a bear's; to her, food and swill were indistinguishable. If a meticulously prepared chef saw her eating like this, they would probably be furious and kick her out of their shop, blacklisting her forever.

However, as the ace of the Department of Law, Bazett certainly didn't care about such things. Rather than enjoying the taste, she was actually trying her best to absorb nutrients and restart her body's depleted functions.

At this moment, everything else had been forgotten. Generally speaking, Bazett was the kind of person who understood things quickly after a conversation. This was easily seen in this simple exchange. She wasn't one to dwell on trivial details. The scenario of someone being cold-hearted, ruthless, or unreasonable was unlikely to occur with her. There were only two possibilities with her: either they understood each other after communication, or they couldn't understand each other, and then either she defeated her opponent or was defeated by her. She was a simple but very reliable person.

Sitting there, Rovey had a faint smile on his lips as he quietly watched Bazett.

He hadn't lied before; he certainly wouldn't have personally taken care of the bathing, but it wouldn't have been that perverse. Besides, he had enough on his plate now, and he genuinely didn't have such worldly desires. Even so, he still waited outside the bathroom door for a long time, practically watching the entire process. But Rovey's eavesdropping outside wasn't due to any indescribable, ugly desires; it was to prevent anything unnecessary from happening, to appease the attendant inside, and to block her escape route, ensuring she didn't leave until she finished cleaning Bazett and moved her to the bed.

After all, Bazett's appearance was too exaggerated. Not only was her hair messy, but her clothes were also tattered. Not only that, she was covered in mud and dust, looking extremely disheveled. Especially considering that Bazett herself was quite pretty, and she was still unconscious, she could be described as a complete fallen girl.

It was precisely because of this eeriness and horror that the waitress wanted to run away, worried that she might have been involved in some kind of evil affair.

If it weren't for Rovey blocking the door and giving her an extremely generous bonus, she would have quit long ago. Later, to prevent the other party from calling the police, Rovey secretly gave her a mental suggestion, telling her to automatically stay away from the police and police stations in the near future.

Now, dressed in pajamas and thoroughly groomed, Bazett finally revealed her stunning beauty, which had been hidden by her usual suits and strong-woman aura. While she wasn't exactly breathtaking—after all, long hours of work and lack of skincare meant she couldn't have the perfect skin and appearance of a noble Magus —it was undeniable that Bazett was still a very beautiful woman.

After eating some food and regaining some strength, Bazett, who had been embarrassed several times in a row, finally caught his breath and glanced at Rovey, who was watching him with a smile, while eating.

She then realized that she had perhaps overreacted.

"I apologize, I may have been a bit rude while eating just now, and I know my eating posture is definitely not elegant. But because of work, I always eat this efficiently, unlike others who try to be elegant. Please forgive me."

"It's alright, it's alright. Food is meant to fill our stomachs, and the manner of eating is just a rule that rich people use to feign superiority. If it weren't for a public place, we would just do whatever makes us comfortable."

Hearing this, Rovey shook his head, then looked at Bazett and joked, "However, if the chef had come in just now, I would have definitely told you to jump out the window and escape quickly to avoid being killed by the chef."

Rovey joked with Bazett, and Bazett, belatedly realizing what he meant, also forced a smile, as if mocking himself.

"Alright, having said that, there's one more thing."

"What?"

"You should explain your situation. Why did you suddenly collapse outside the yard?" Rovey asked directly.

"..."

Upon hearing Rovey's words, Bazett, who hadn't even stopped eating, stopped eating and looked at Rovey. After a silence of about ten seconds, she took a deep breath, as if she had come up with some kind of explanation, and began to speak to Rovey.

"My name is... Bazett Fraga MacRemys."

After saying his name, Bazett lowered his head and continued eating, leaving Rovey speechless.

However, he still gently stroked his chin, then pretended to ponder before speaking:

"Bazett, MacRemyth... that sounds like a Celtic name. You really are a foreigner."

"Celtic?"

Upon hearing Rovey's words, Bazett paused, her hand holding the spoon suddenly moving. She looked up at Rovey, who was reciting Celtic Mythology, and a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes.

"You are very knowledgeable. This is indeed a rather uncommon name in Celtic culture, and I am indeed a descendant of the Celts."

Bazett asked, "Have you studied this subject? Or are you actually an archaeologist or historian or something?"

"No, I just learned about it in an extracurricular activity class."

Rovey raised his finger and gestured a tiny bit towards Bazett.

"Just a little bit?"

"Well, I only know a few things, such as: the great Celtic hero, the Child of Light himself is a spinning, charging blue spearman, and there is a beautiful girl in the Land of Shadows who is forever eighteen years old, and so on."

"What kind of weird versions are these? The Child of Light is Cú Chulainn, and isn't the Land of Shadows just an old woman who's lived for thousands of years, Scáthach?"

Upon hearing this, Bazett glanced helplessly at Rovey, his initial desire to discuss Celtic culture with him vanishing instantly.

At this moment, she realized that Rovey was indeed an outsider; most of his knowledge of Celtic things probably came from some heavily modified storybooks. Rather than talking to him about real Celtic Mythology and her own origins, it was more important to focus on eating.

However, upon hearing the train that had just come out of Rovey's mouth, she couldn't help but take a few more glances at Rovey.

Because the focus wasn't on his appearance earlier, Bazett hadn't examined him closely. Now, looking more closely, he could clearly see that he had black eyes and black hair. Although there were some Western features, it was mostly a combination of Eastern and Western details, making it impossible for Bazett to tell what country Rovey was from. But if he had to guess, he was probably of mixed race. Besides, this was an island nation in the Far East, a country with a particularly developed entertainment culture. Bazett had heard that authors here often used various historical legends as templates for their own creative works, so the man's perception was likely influenced by this culture.

While altering the myths themselves might seem disrespectful to the gods, who cares anyway, since those gods are no longer around.

Seeing Bazett continue wolfing down her food, Rovey smiled and then told her to eat slowly, that there was more if she wasn't full, and that they could have a proper chat after she finished eating.

Although Bazett didn't reveal any special information since waking up, Rovey could deduce some things from her behavior.

First of all, Bazett doesn't recognize himself.

Yes, they don't recognize themselves at all, and may not even know their own names.

The fact that an elite working in London didn't know the chairman of the London Magecraft District speaks volumes.

No wonder Rin Tohsaka Luvia said that her whereabouts had always been incredibly mysterious and that she hadn't shown herself for many years, which is why she was so surprised when she saw him.

Luo Rovey had some doubts about this, but he was still somewhat surprised to see that Bazett, the rising star of the Department of Law Executor, did not recognize him and probably had not even checked the photo.

It seems the secrecy in London is very well maintained.

Based on the current situation, I'm afraid my position as honorary chairman has long been dispensable.

Thinking of this, a smile couldn't help but appear on Rovey's lips.

Although others might see this as a sign of being sidelined and having his power usurped, he felt more relieved than anything else.

The Jewel Magician is gone, and so am I.

The Mage's Association will unite and work together to seek development.

The Church even used the Magus' power to wipe out the Dead Apostle in one fell swoop, forever preventing them from coveting the position of the Throne of Primates, eliminating a major threat, and even resolving the issue of the Crimson Moon.

It's important to understand that this wasn't achieved through individual effort, nor did it rely on any deity; it was simply a miracle accomplished by humanity as a whole.

In the past, this would probably have been unimaginable for humans.

Such a miracle, accomplished by humankind itself, undoubtedly greatly boosted human morale and increased confidence in the future.

Today, it can be said that Magecraft across the entire planet have achieved an unprecedented level of unity.

Furthermore, having sensed Aiwass's help to this world, the Counter Force was unable to control it. Similarly, this world would not lose its potential for progress, and had completely achieved its ideal form.

Although humanity remains weak today, it is undeniably making continuous progress and living in an era of rapid development. Given enough time, given continued progress, even extreme challenges like the ORT in South America or other desperate situations will likely be overcome.

Therefore, it's best if he doesn't need to be the chairman of the board.

Thinking this, in a particularly good mood, Rovey once again brought over a few more pieces of bread for Bazett, who was starving Bazett was even more touched and quickly ate a few more pieces of toast to fill her recently tormented stomach. At this moment, the clothes that Rovey had asked the waiter to mend and wash were also returned.

When Bazett saw that her tattered clothes had been transformed into something brand new, her eyes lit up slightly, and her gaze towards Rovey was filled with gratitude.

Afterwards, Rovey very consciously left the room, telling her to change her clothes before talking to him again.

It was obvious from the beginning that he had been wearing the hotel pajamas, something Bazett had never been able to get used to.

"A familiar feeling."

Inside the room, after changing back into his own clothes and seeing that all the original holes had been filled, Bazett couldn't help but smile.

Although this outfit wasn't an expensive formal gown, it was one of her everyday clothes. She wore this black suit both in daily life and in battle. She did have some spare clothes, but they had all been stolen. It was a huge help that Rovey had repaired this outfit for her.

At the same time, while feeling joyful, Bazett couldn't help but feel somewhat out of control and had a headache.

After all, she owed a great debt of gratitude for this action.

Unlike most unscrupulous Magus, she was an anomaly among Magus.

Although Bazett doesn't consider herself to be the sentimental or overly compassionate type—after all, as the Sealing Designation Executor of the seal, the amount of blood on her hands is unimaginable to ordinary people—she still has her own principles.

Don't owe anyone a favor.

Kindness must be repaid, and grudges must be avenged.

This is the standard for the descendants of the Celts.

Since the other party helped her, she felt she had to repay the favor.

Thinking this, Bazett increased his speed even further.

Shortly after, Bazett emerged from the room, looking sharp and regaining the air of a Department of Law elite. Her appearance was completely different from her previous disheveled state; she had returned to the demeanor befitting a Department of Law professional. She quickly expressed her sincerest gratitude to Rovey and promised to repay his money.

Rovey simply nodded in response, not caring about the amount of money spent.