"Rumble—"
Delasion's words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Rosell and Klein utterly stunned.
Klein's eyes were filled with bewilderment. After all, right after transmigrating, he had joined the Night Watchers' team, and he had prayed to the Goddess of the Night on more than one occasion.
When Source Quality cast a soul into the world, others might not notice, but as a Sequence Zero who could normally use Source Quality, the Goddess of the Night could not possibly have failed to notice.
So all this time, he had feared that someone from the Orthodox Church would come knocking and arrest him, Mister Fool, when in reality, he had long been right beneath the Goddess of the Night's gaze?
Compared with Klein, who was speechless over the things he had done in the past, Rosell was the one truly sitting on pins and needles, with thorns in his back and a lump in his throat...
If this space had not been sturdy enough, this Sequence Zero's toes would have already clawed holes through the floor.
Back when he had believed himself to be a transmigrator, a protagonist, he had indulged himself thoroughly in the thrill of being one.
During his most successful period, he had experienced practically every satisfying plotline a transmigrator in those transmigration novels could have.
Even after learning that transmigrators had appeared in this world before him—the Sun God—Rosell had not worried too much, because that person was already dead.
He had merely felt that, since there was more than one transmigrator and his predecessor had died under such mysterious circumstances, there might be some hidden conspiracy behind it all.
That was precisely why Rosell had written warnings about it in his later diaries and made them public, hoping future transmigrators would see them...
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