The Queen's Departure

Luther and Bernadette studied the box left by Roselle for a long time and finally determined that the box required Luther to reach Sequence 3.

Only then can it be opened.

So the problem, after going around in circles, came back to square one: promotion.

In this battle, Luther successfully dragged the Sequence 3 "Death Announcer" into his shadow, allowing the "Black Knight" to digest a large portion of the Potion and begin attempting to access higher levels.

The "Queen Mystic" doesn't have the Secrets Suppliant Sequence 3 Potion recipe. [The Hermit] previously said she could try, but would need a drop of blood from Mythical Creature as payment.

Thinking of this, Luther glanced at Antiya outside the room.

I don't know if she can bleed. If not, the Chairman of the Life School of Thought can provide blood... Anyway, the new week's Tarot Club about to begin. I'll ask [The Hermit] then. If she succeeds, I can consider it later.

If Luther can't find the recipe at the Tarot Club, he might really have to go to the Aurora Order.

After that, after discussing it, Bernadette took all of Roselle's belongings from the Captain's Cabin, leaving only the "Twilight Giant" card and the black box for Luther. The "Card of Blasphemy" was the agreed-upon reward, and the black box, which the Queen couldn't open, would remain on the ship for later disposal.

The two disembarked from the "Black Throne".

Black Lake Island has been reduced to ruins. The other pirates who participated in the tournament have long since left, leaving only Luther's Fleet and the Queen Mystic's "Dawn" behind.

As for the remaining crew and ships of the Fleet that had been separated from Anderson, they were also reunited under the Fairy Tale Magic of the "Queen Mystic." They were also very excited after learning that Luther had become the recognized new king and said they would hold a banquet to celebrate. At this moment, the "Doe" was noisy with their joyful voices.

"Thank you."

At that moment, Bernadette suddenly said to Luther, "It's not just because you found the Black Throne," but also because you banished the Abomination "Suah," helping me avert a Catastrophe.

"Your Queen, you went to Backlund for the same purpose."

Luther recalled what happened at the time.

"Yes, actually that was the Ritual I needed to advance to Sequence 2, the 'Sage': to prevent a Catastrophe involving high-level forces."

Bernadette glanced at him and explained calmly, "My Potion ingredients are all ready, only the Ritual is missing... but these things don't happen easily."

Behind the Great Smog Backlund lie evil gods and Royal Family, while the Pirate Assembly features the "Abomination" and the "Mother Tree of Desire." Both events involve high-level Catastrophe. Bernadette's active participation in this battle did indeed help Luther hold off Suah, significantly reducing the death toll.

Congratulations, Your Queen.

"It seems you could try becoming Angel," Luther said.

Bernadette's eyes flickered.

I don't plan to get promoted for the time being.

She said softly, "My inner conflict hasn't been resolved yet; forcing me to drink the Potion will only lead to me losing control."

The sea breeze ruffled her long chestnut hair as she gazed intently at the black three-masted sailing ship.

A knot in my heart...

"Is it about Emperor Roselle?"

Luther asked, somewhat suspiciously.

Roselle had been a leading figure in Intis for the first half of his life, spearheading global innovation, but in his later years, his personality drastically changed, and he became emperor and dictator. This was likely a significant blow to the "Queen Mystic." Her father, whom she had always admired as a hero, had become a ruthless the Dictator, suppressing internal repression and expanding colonial empires abroad...

"That's right."

Bernadette's voice held a sigh, "He became cold and unreasonable then, so I resented it and refused to communicate with him. By the time he was assassinated, it was too late."

That's why you keep investigating Roselle's estate, wanting to know the truth about your father's later years.

Luther thought to himself.

More than a hundred years have passed, and this "Queen Mystic" still remembers these things, to the point that it has affected Pusheng to some extent.

"Sometimes, I even feel that he is still alive, just hiding somewhere, slowly regaining his strength..."

Bernadette's voice was ethereal, seemingly carrying a hidden meaning.

As Luther listened, he suddenly understood what she meant: the "Queen Mystic" was doubting Mr. Fool's true identity, suspecting that he was a resurrected Roselle!

Hiss...

Having figured out the Queen's logic, he couldn't help but gasp.

Is this speculation possible?

Could it be that Mr. Fool understands Chinese and even Gathering the Masses to collect Roselle's diary...? Is it because he has just awakened and lacks strength, and collecting the diary is also a way to recover his past memories?

Wrong!

While Bernadette's speculation had some merit, Luther hesitated only briefly before decisively dismissing it. Judging from his own intuition, the Fool's temperament and style were completely different from Roselle's. Even if the latter had truly been resurrected, there wouldn't be such a drastic change.

No wonder the "Queen Mystic" cares so much about the Fool... But I won't tell you anything.

"Then I wish you a speedy resolution to your inner turmoil," Luther said. "It's almost time; I need to regroup with my men. Queen, is there anything else?"

The celebratory banquet on the "Doe" was already being prepared, but without the captain's presence, the banquet couldn't begin.

Bernadette glanced at him.

"There's something I want to ask of you," she said. "If Cattleya gets into trouble, I hope you can help her... at least save her life."

"Splash!"

After saying that, her figure, along with the "Dawn," turned into brilliant bubbles and disappeared into the Sea, leaving Luther looking puzzled.

Cattleya... Admiral of Stars?

She seems to have been the Queen's woman before, but later broke away and Moses Ascetic Order... Why does Bernadette want my help? Is she afraid I'll kill her if we meet at sea? Or is there some other reason...?

Luther withdrew his gaze and let out a slight breath.

He tucked the Card of Blasphemy of the "Twilight Giant" into his pocket, then asked Antiya beside him, "Can you leave this ship? If so, would you like to come with me to the banquet? I'd like to introduce you to my men."

I have no interest in boarding any other ship.

Antiya stood with her arms crossed by the ship's railing and said coldly, "Especially since it's your former Flagship... You'd better get rid of your crew and come back."

Ah, yes, she doesn't like being alone...

Faced with the glare of such an Angel, Luther smiled silently, rode the wind to the opposite ship, intending to make an appearance at the banquet and then return to this side.

One night passed.

The next day, Luther woke up in his room on the "Black Throne".

On the opposite ship, the Fat Apothecary Darkwill was administering medication to the hangover crew one by one, while the Sailor who weren't seriously injured were going about their routine tasks: washing the deck, tidying the ropes, and so on.

Luther looked at them, pondering what to do next.