"Really?!"
Roselle was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart, then looked around. "Where is she? Come on out and let Uncle Roselle have a look."
Uh, in terms of age, Lilith is practically your ancient ancestor... no, wait, Roselle hung around in Sefirah Castle for thousands upon thousands of years, too. He really is much older than Lilith.
Oh no, that makes me the ultimate junior!
"She's not in Trier right now. I'll introduce you when she comes back."
Bernadette hurriedly raised her hand. "I want to meet her, too!"
"Sure!"
Roselle rubbed his hands together. "How can we not celebrate such wonderful news? Let's have a party! We absolutely have to have a party! How about tomorrow?"
"Huh? Why don't we wait until she gets back?"
"That's different! We'll have a small one first, then a big one when the time comes!"
Stroking his mustache, he said, "I've been going stir-crazy these past two months! I'm telling you, Klein, being out at sea is fun and all, but life aboard a ship is no way for a human being to live!"
"You only get to bathe once a week! There's only this tiny bit of space for eating, drinking, and doing your business. It's just... hard to describe!"
"I'm definitely going to figure out how to build those huge cruise ships, the kind where hundreds or thousands of people can spend a whole month enjoying themselves!" At this point, Roselle frowned and muttered, "Ah, without oil, that seems a bit difficult. This damned world."
The thought left him somewhat dejected.
After becoming a Savant and recalling everything he had learned in his previous life, Roselle had wanted to lead the entire world through a technological leap. But just as he was ambitiously preparing to make his mark, he