"Really?"
She raised an eyebrow. "You seem to have seen some important information. Are you desperate to know what the later entries say?"
"...You could say that."
She glanced at the diary. "Translate these pages for me first."
"All right."
As usual, Edward filtered out the information about transmigrators before translating for Bernadette-of course, he also left out the part about the Emperor climbing into another woman's bed on the night of her birthday.
Better not ruin her impression of the Emperor.
After listening, Bernadette pondered for a while. "Although I don't recognize this writing, I know these pages contain more than just that. Are you hiding something?"
I knew someone who'd lived for over a hundred years wouldn't be easy to fool.
"Of course not..."
Edward hesitated for a long time over this and could only let a little slip. "Well... I only cut out some records of the Emperor's social engagements. It was all very unimportant information."
"Is that so?"
Bernadette narrowed her eyes at him, her expression suggesting she had seen through everything.
Hey!
I was kindly helping the Emperor maintain his great image as a loving father. Why did it feel like I was guiltily covering for myself?
"Ahem, Your Majesty, I've used up all the abilities I recorded last time, so could you..."
She nodded calmly. "Yes."
After a brief pause, she added, "Do you need my help? Accompany me to Intis, and I can take action for you once."
Edward hurriedly said, "Well... not for now."
He didn't want to go to the palace in Intis and play house with Bernadette again.
"All right."
Bernadette didn't insist. She used Peach Blossom Spring again to partition off a separate space. This time, Edward recorded one use each of the Spear of Longinus, Ali Baba and