Black Emperor

Queen Mystic Bernadette went out of her way to warn me?

Angel instinctively wanted to look toward the Dawn, whose ornate design combined Intisian practicality with luxury, but she stopped herself and suppressed her curiosity.

Bernadette had sent the letter through a hidden messenger to warn her without revealing that they knew each other. Looking toward Queen Mystic now would undo that effort.

So Angel merely handed the thin sheet of paper to Anne and asked,

"Did Bernadette mention this to you?"

Anne glanced at the message and tossed the paper away. It drifted several meters in the sea breeze before vanishing in a flash of deep-colored light.

"We parted ways half a month ago. She went back to the North Continent, while I continued searching for... Roselle's tomb."

The emperor's tomb? Wasn't it outside Trier?

Angel immediately recalled the assassination at White Maple Palace, described in history books as having happened 150 years ago, and her fellow transmigrator who, despite the fierce controversy after his death, had still received a state funeral.

If Anne was right, the tomb in the Intisian capital was a fake. The emperor had not been buried there, but secretly laid to rest in a tomb on some isolated overseas island that no one had found?

Angel made a mental note of it. Rather than change the subject now, she frowned and said,

"Bernadette may have learned something in advance. That's why she secretly warned me about a plot. Should I just skip the meeting and wait aboard the ship?"

The strongest asset on Angel's side was undoubtedly the Queen Anne's Revenge beneath her feet, and Anne, its human form. Any plan or action would be meaningless without her agreement.

"She's a Clairvoyant. Perhaps she glimpsed fragments of your fate. But since she didn't directly