Sefirah Castle

After a brief internal struggle, Bernadette made the wisest decision.

With the help of the Blood Bishop and the Mr. Fool, she used "Pale Death" to create a powerful enough seal to suppress a portion of Roselle's Spirituality and corruption.

"Call..."

The dark figure finally let out a weak sigh of relief and leaned back on the Throne.

He first looked up meaningfully at the void where Klein was, then turned his gaze back to Luther, scrutinizing his excessively handsome face.

"So, who are you, kid? And what's your relationship with my daughter?"

Roselle's tone was clearly wary.

Don't worry, I'm not interested in your daughter.

Luther rolled his eyes.

Although Roselle himself is a womanizer, he doesn't want his daughter to be entangled with men... What a hypocrite...

He had thought that he could simply distance himself from Bernadette, but to his surprise, these words only made Roselle even angrier.

"Huh? You dare not be interested in my daughter? Are you blind? She's clearly so charming!" the dark figure roared.

What exactly do you want?!

Luther was speechless for a moment.

"Dad!"

Bernadette was both angry and anxious, and stomped her foot on the ground. On the Five Seas, she was a powerful and unpredictable Queen Mystic, but in front of her father, for a moment, she seemed to turn into an innocent girl again.

Roselle looked down at her, his blood-red eyes filled with tenderness.

But soon, he hardened his expression and said in an authoritative tone, "Leave here and never come back!"

"Call!"

The shadow of Order enveloped Bernadette's body in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, her figure vanished... She was probably sent back to the edge of the island by Roselle. Although the Characteristic of the three Sequence 1 had been lost, the status of the "Black Emperor" remained, and with a wave of his hand, he could bring about a change in Order.

Inside the Mausoleum, only Luther and Roselle remained, staring at each other.

"I'm speechless... How could you read that kind of diary in front of my daughter? What were you thinking?"

He said this. Upon hearing this, Luther was first startled, then a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

Because Roselle spoke Chinese, the language from their distant Homeland and the language he wrote in his diary.

Since Luther could recognize Chinese and read it fluently, Roselle naturally recognized his identity and no longer concealed his true identity.

"Where is the one upstairs?"

After seeing his daughter off, Roselle's tone softened somewhat, but it still wasn't very friendly, after all, this guy had just given him a near-death experience. "Let him come down too, the three of us can talk together."

The moment has finally arrived...

Above the Gray Fog, Klein muttered silently, then picked up a paper figure from the table and threw it into the mist before him.

The paper figure, imbued with his Spirituality, began to change as it flew away. By the time it descended into reality after traversing endless Gray Fog, it had transformed into a young man with black hair, brown eyes, and gentle features of ordinary appearance.

This is exactly what he looked like in his previous life.

"You're here."

"They've arrived."

The three looked at each other in the Mausoleum, and finally Luther spoke first, introducing himself. "Li Ran."

Zhou Mingrui.

"You all probably already know my name, so there's no need to... Okay, okay, Huang Tao."

These words were all spoken in Chinese, and the three of them exchanged knowing smiles.

Roselle turned his gaze to Klein, looked him up and down a few times, and then said:

"I can sense that you and I must have come from the same place..."

Then, he fixed his gaze on Luther:

"As for you, you're probably not on my side."

Upon hearing this, Klein's heart skipped a beat.

"I saw many Light Cocoon in that place... you know, the place where we stayed before we were born... besides the two of us, there was another person, do you know who it was?"

He asked immediately.

"So you were able to return to Sefirah Castle? I really envy your three Pathway." Roselle chuckled softly, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion. "As for the third person besides you and me, I really don't know."

"Sefirah Castle... is that the name of the castle shrouded in Gray Fog where I am?"

Klein exclaimed in surprise.

Judging from Roselle's expression, his knowledge of Sefirah Castle must be much more than this!

In an instant, many thoughts surged through Klein's mind. These included methods to return Homeland, more information about the Sefirah Castle, knowledge beyond Sequence 0, and the true nature of the Astral World pollution...

However, as if sensing his thoughts, Roselle asked in return:

"Are you now in Sequence 4?"

"Yes, that's right."

Klein nodded.

"I can't tell you the specifics about the Sefirah Castle... you'd be corrupted by knowledge."

He shook his head and said, "Only those at least at the level of Angel can remain stable after learning this."

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Klein was somewhat disappointed, but quickly cheered up. "It's alright. It only took me a little over a year to advance to Sequence 4 after I transmigrated here. I'll definitely reach the Angel level soon."

"... Time travel?"

"Yeah, didn't we all travel to this world?"

Klein countered, "Isn't that right?"

"..."

Roselle didn't respond, but his expression became complex and subtle.

Was it sympathy, or envy?

Just as Klein was getting increasingly confused, Luther struck up a conversation with him.

"Klein has the Sefirah Castle on him, but what about me? Do you know the name of the thing related to me? Also, what did your reaction just now mean? Is there a problem with our time travel?"

He questioned them one after another.

"Heh..." Roselle adjusted his posture on the Throne, then replied leisurely, "First, that thing on you, I can't even say its name. As for the answer to the second question... perhaps it's better for you to figure it out yourselves than for me to tell you here."

In other words, he did not answer either of Luther's questions.

"... I hate riddle tellers the most."

Luther narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Me too, I want to punch Seer I see."

Roselle chuckled, not noticing that Klein beside him shrugged slightly.

"Alright, for the sake of fellow villagers, I'll give you some advice... Don't abuse their power, or you'll suffer the consequences. Remember to stay true to yourself... That great being still lives within each of us."

He gave Luther and Klein this advice.

The two silently processed his reminder.

"By the way, did you know that someone is preparing to become the new 'Black Emperor'?"

Luther then remembered something and asked.