"Well, fellow countryman, what do you think I should do now? You know, after sleeping for over a hundred years, I might be a little out of touch with the times."
After watching Xu Yue put away the translated diary pages, Roselle seemed to gain a bit of insight. He then took the initiative to ask Xu Yue for advice.
I, the current Black Emperor, a Sequence 0 True God, should at least have an empire of my own.
"The Pirate King you personally appointed is doing quite well now, and your daughter is also the Mysterious Queen. I think the identity of a pirate emperor suits you nicely."
Xu Yue said this with a straight face, leaving Roselle rather speechless.
This fellow countryman was not easy to get along with. He wondered how that other fellow countryman who had obtained Origin Castle was faring...
After considering the diary pages in his hands, as well as the domineering way Xu Yue had rescued him earlier, Roselle, wise and mighty and never one to compromise, nodded readily.
"Just what I had in mind."
Bernadette, who seemed to have returned to her girlish years and was humming a little tune nearby, could not help but stare blankly at this exchange.
The pollution probably had not fully cleared yet. Her father did not seem like this...
"A trivial matter."
Inside a cabin aboard the Dawn, Roselle wore a deliberately profound expression. Like an actor in a stage play, he sat at one side of the table with his hands clasped and his face grave.
Then, little by little, his expression began to warp, twist, and turn bizarre as he slapped the table and struggled to hold it in.
"Don't be so exaggerated. He's read plenty of your diaries."
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