Suggestions

The following day, in a garden house not far from the Grand Palace in the Boulevard District of Trier.

Led by the "Hermit" Cattleya, Lumian and Franca arrived at the Third Floor terrace, where they saw the "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette, dressed in Hunting Attire, watering several potted plants placed there.

"Long time no see." The "Queen of Mysteries" put down the kettle and turned to look at the two visitors.

"Long time no see." In the Dream City, Franca and the "Queen of Mysteries" had not only cooperated but also chatted a few times. They were also connected by the bond of being "Transmigrator." Therefore, upon seeing each other, Franka felt not much fear but mainly respect, and even a sense of closeness.

"I thought you were at sea." That's when she started chatting.

The "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette smiled slightly:

"In the time leading up to the Apocalypse, I still hope to live in Trier."

"Moreover, as a ' Sage,' and as a former princess of Intis, I wish to protect the citizens here, prevent various Calamity from occurring, and maintain social stability and peace. The current environment is very suitable for digesting the ' Sage ' Potion, especially in the first few months."

As she said this, Bernadette glanced at "The Hermit" Cattleya, as if giving her a lecture.

"I see." Franca suddenly realized, "Then is your ' Sage ' Potion almost completely digested?"

"Soon," Bernadette, the "Queen of Mysteries," replied simply.

She turned to look at Lumian:

"You want me to Prophecy the whereabouts of the ' Primordial Witch '?"

"Yes, please help me," Lumian said sincerely.

Queen of Mysteries 'Bernadette eyes and gaze became deep and unfathomable, like the sea before a storm, vast and unfocused.

A vague, blurry image flashed by, Mercury-Colored Illusory Long River seemingly there yet nowhere.

Two streams of Blood-Colored tears slid down Bernadette's cheeks, and her voice rang out, unsteady:

"I saw the ' Primordial Witch ' laughing, I saw the deep, dark Mirror World, and a crimson Crimson Moon."

The crimson Crimson Moon... Not only Lumian and Franca, but even the "Hermit" Cattleya couldn't help but tremble when she heard this short phrase.

For the Beyonder who know the truth about the Protected Zone, the "Crimson Moon" is like a trauma etched Depths in their consciousness, which resurfaces whenever it is mentioned.

This is significantly different from, and even contradicts, the Prophecy of the "Hermit" Lady... Indeed, consulting several High-Ranking Being skilled in this area for Divination and Prophecy can piece together more useful insights... Just like the story Aurora told, when blind men try to reconstruct the shape of an elephant by groping, there will inevitably be biases, incompleteness, and limitations on only a part of its appearance, making it difficult to express enough truth. However, if we piece together the results obtained by blind men groping in different positions, perhaps we can get closer to the true answer... Lumian nodded almost imperceptibly at the middle head.

He briefly considered the connections between the three current Prophecy:

"The ' Book of Post-Apocalypse ' says that one encounters Cheek in the Ruined World. This may be false, but if we treat it as true and prepare accordingly, it will become true. The only variable is whether it can influence a True God."

"Lady ' Hermit's' Prophecy is set in the Primeval Rainforest of the Southern Continent, which largely coincides with the ' Book of Post-Apocalypse ';

"The ' Queen of Mysteries's' Prophecy doesn't specify whether it's in the Protected Zone or the Ruined World, but if a crimson Crimson Moon rises in the Ruined World, things will be troublesome, the problem will be serious. The best interpretation is that the ' Fallen Mother Goddess ' has cast her gaze upon us..."

Lumian recounted the two Prophecy from before, wanting to see how the former "Prophecy Master," now the "Sage" Bernadette and Cattleya, would interpret them.

"Somewhere in the Mirror World of the Ruined World, or even within that Special Mirror World," the "Queen of Mysteries" offered her assessment.

"The Hermit" Cattleya continued, "The features there reflect the Primeval Rainforest of the Southern Continent."

"Hmm, the crimson Crimson Moon might also be a reflection of the Mirror World; we don't yet know what it represents or symbolizes."

Lumian nodded and said to Franca and Lady "Hermit," "Mr. ' The Fool ' Commission me to discuss something with the Queen."

Although she was already Angel, "The Hermit" Cattleya did not say "there is nothing I cannot hear." She took Franca to the small living room on the first floor, where they enjoyed black tea and snacks.

"What is it, Mr. The Fool?" The "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette turned her gaze from the exit of the terrace and asked Lumian.

She had no idea about this, but now she has some guesses.

Lumian smiled:

"Mr. The Fool asked me to deliver a message to the Genie."

Bernadette nodded gently, extended her right hand, and traced numerous Vocabulary imbued with Starlight in the air, weaving them into strange symbols that opened a "Mystical Door" to the unknown.

The "Mystical Door" opened rapidly, and a howling Gale blew out, condensing into a man with a white cloth wrapped around his head, a human-shaped upper body, and air currents forming from his lower body.

"The Wishing Lamp," Bernadette said in a normal tone.

The man respectfully took out an object from the white cloth Entanglement around his body. It resembled a miniature kettle, was entirely Golden, and covered with mysterious and intricate patterns.

"0-05", "Wishing Lamp".

Bernadette ran her fingers over the Golden surface of the lamp repeatedly and called out the name:

"The Genie."

The wick at the spout of the kettle ignited with a whoosh, emitting Golden glow like viscous water.

The light reluctantly and with great resistance shot upwards, forming a blurry, Distortion human figure with a bluish-white interior and a dim Golden exterior.

The lives of the "Rulers of the Old One" are truly tenacious. Even without their Sefirot, Uniqueness, or Beyonder Characteristic, leaving only consciousness, spirit, and personhood, after suffering such severe trauma, they only took a little over a year to recover initial responses. Hmm, they seem very weak, but at least they haven't fallen into absolute coma or deep slumber... Lumian sighed inwardly.

The Genie looked around, about to offer a few perfunctory words and retreat back into the Wishing Lamp, when Lumian spoke up, "If I were you, I'd better listen to what Mr. The Fool has to say, as it concerns your Future, even your fate."

The Genie spoke in a majestic and awe-inspiring voice, "My Future is sealed, unless I wish to break my promise."

Lumian sensed the weakness in the "Genie's " voice and said with a smile, "' The Fool ' will certainly keep his promise, but isn't it just not time yet?"

"He hypothesized a possibility: what if he were to pass away before the promised time arrives? In the context of fulfilling a contract, this is called force majeure, and his ' Successor ' might be That One you don't want to see, breaking promises Deceit the rules as casually as eating and drinking."

Lumian paused for a moment, then continued, "Let's consider another development: if the ' Old One ' broke through the Barrier before we had the means to respond, killing Mr. The Fool, Grisha Adam, and the other True God, would any of them target the ' Nation of Disorder '?"

"They can no longer accommodate the ' Sefirah Castle ' or the ' Chaos Sea,' but as long as they are adjacent, they can certainly accommodate the ' Nation of Disorder ' as a Sefirot. At that time, what will the That One succeeds do for you in your weakened state? If He releases you away from the ' Wishing Lamp,' will you dare to go out? No, at that time, the ' Wishing Lamp ' will no longer be able to provide you with protection."

"After that, He will pursue the ' Mist of Uncertainty ' to complete the ' Son of Chaos.' Your spirit will not be extinguished, but it will forever wail within His belly, enduring eternal torment."

The Genie remained silent.

Lumian smiled and continued, "You know very well what kind of reputation ' The Fool ' has. As long as he lives and this world continues, he will surely keep his promise and let you return to the Starry Sky."

Seeing that the "Genie" was about to respond, he added:

"Don't argue with me, and don't Distortion my thoughts, because I'm just relaying Mr. ' The Fool's ' message, not making the decision."

The Genie was silent for a few seconds, then his majestic voice echoed:

What was he trying to say?

Lumian smiled:

"Mr. The Fool hopes you can offer some advice for the impending Apocalypse."

He knows you are weak now, unable to fulfill many Wish or accomplish many things, but your dignity and insight remain.

The Genie looked at Lumian's left head for a moment, then said in a majestic voice, "Three hints:"

"First, the ' Circle of Fate ' brings both calamity and the most powerful and real 'redemption Angel ' in the entire Universe."

Was this an attempt to exploit the Divinity and symbolism of the "Circle of Fate"? Lumian didn't press the matter, knowing the "Genie" wouldn't explain.

"Second," the Genie's voice boomed, carrying great authority, "The special symbol and ' Lord of Mysteries ' that you possess."

Lumian gazed at the "Genie," waiting for him to continue his story.

"Third, at a critical moment, temporarily enhance the ' Nation of Disorder '." The "Genie" gave the final hint.

Upon hearing this, the "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette frowned almost imperceptibly.

The Genie's voice carried a hint of amusement:

"This suggestion does have some benefits for me, but you don't have to listen to it."

"Hurry up, That One Older Sister can accommodate the ' Brood Hive ' much faster than you think."

After speaking, the pale Golden figure shrank back into the "Wishing Lamp".

The weakened "Genie" was unwilling to be exposed to the elements for long.

"The Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette pondered for a moment, then said to Lumian, "I understand what Mr. ' The Fool ' means."

Lumian nodded, smiled, and took his leave.