After dealing with the aftermath, Klein lay on the inn bed with complicated feelings. Even for him, what had happened today felt utterly strange.
Trunsoest's brass book had not only flown to Mr. Devil on its own, but had even renamed itself. Emperor Roselle, with whom he had long shared a spiritual connection through the diaries, had actually completed his resurrection.
He wanted to have a chat with Emperor Roselle, but with Mr. Devil present, he did not know how to broach the subject.
Should I bring out Senior Perrdax and discuss it with him? The thought surfaced in Klein's mind. He immediately reached into the void and pulled Feng Xue out. Feng Xue resembled Sno, but his features were gentler and more distinctly Asian. Before either of them could speak, however, Klein suddenly assumed a guarded stance, while a shadow rose from the corner of the room—
"Looks like I came at the wrong time?"
The lightly teasing words came from the shadow. Klein froze for a moment before realizing that the other person was actually speaking Chinese!
"No, you came at exactly the right time."
After putting away The Story Written for Someone, Sno descended with his consciousness and calmly picked up the joke in Chinese.
Hearing that, the shadow gradually condensed into human form. At a glance, Klein recognized him as Roselle. Yet upon closer inspection, he found subtle differences in many aspects of the man's appearance. Overall, he looked more Asian.
Seeing this, Klein suddenly smiled in relief. The contours of his face shifted slightly. Though he still retained some of Gehrman Sparrow's appearance, his features were less hard, his lines less pronounced, and his aura less cold. His facial features were gentler, and there was a little extra flesh around his chin and belly, making