Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 425 Virtual Idol Steamgirl

Hearing Adam's question, Klein didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Slowly, sweat began to seep from his palms. Just being stared at by Adam made Klein feel immense pressure, even though Adam's gaze was gentle and not at all oppressive.

Finally, after hesitating for more than ten seconds, Klein lowered his head.

"I accept it, but I will do my best to save more people in the war."

Not far away, Audrey gave a similar answer shortly afterward.

Upon hearing the answer, Adam nodded slightly without saying anything, and then disappeared from the spot again in the blink of an eye.

Klein blinked and realized that he had never turned around; his gaze remained fixed on the podium and on "George III" who was giving a speech.

A few seconds later, Russell's voice and image suddenly appeared in Klein's mind.

At this moment, Klein could clearly sense the slight commotion and unease among the people around him.

It was obvious that they heard it too.

Thinking about what Adam had just said, Klein lowered his head and stopped looking at the nobles who were constantly looking around.

The cry of "The Black Emperor has returned" resounded in the hearts of every citizen of Intis, and in the hearts of everyone still using the order brought by Roselle.

This caused quite a stir.

Although extraordinary individuals are secretive and unknown to most people.

But God is different.

Everyone is told one thing from birth: that there really is a God in this world.

Given Rosell's achievements, many people already held him in high esteem. This recent event has further solidified their existing beliefs, leading many who were previously indifferent to Rosell to begin believing that he was indeed a "god."

Those who are truly exceptional are better able to appreciate the profound value of Russell's voice. The higher one's status and the more knowledge one possesses, the more profoundly moved one will be by that voice and imagery.

In particular, the seven true gods of the angels and the astral planes are absolutely certain that this is a new "Sequence Zero," a true "Black Emperor."

As Adam said, the return of Emperor Roselle boosted Intis's morale to an unprecedented level, making them no longer stand idly by and decide to seize the opportunity to launch an attack.

As for the other true gods, apart from the Goddess of Night, the Earth Mother, and the God of War who were preparing to personally intervene, they basically just watched from the sidelines.

Of course, there's also Stiano, the god of steam and machinery.

In the immediate period after Roselle's death, although He did hope for Roselle's return and held an annual "Roselle Memorial Exhibition" to stabilize Roselle's anchor, He also did some things that were unfair to Roselle in order to prevent the spread of corruption. For example, He dismantled some of the orders established by Roselle.

So now, on someone's advice, He is preparing to apologize in women's clothing.

"Trust me, that old bastard absolutely can't resist... What? You don't believe me? It's okay, you two are the best of friends. Still not willing? Hey, God of Steam and Machinery, you don't want Roselle to hold a grudge against you forever, do you?"

On the high seas, in the captain's cabin of the Dawn.

Caldelia leaned against the window, looking up at the vortex in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice, as if suppressed in a throat, echoed from the captain's cabin:
"dad."

After watching for several seconds, she raised her right hand, pinched her lower lip with her right thumb and forefinger, and whistled a melodious, gentle, and calming tune.

As the melody echoed, droplets of water slid down Bernadette's face and dripped onto the floor.

In her spiritual vision, the vortex had her father's head on it, facing her, and was spinning wildly like a propeller as the vortex rotated.

It's a bit bizarre, but barely acceptable.

After all, he was a father who had been missing for so long. He finally came back, so we can't be too harsh on him.

Even if her intelligence has regressed to that of a curly-haired baboon, he is still her father.

Besides, I've heard that many mythical creatures are genderless, so even if Roselle's gender evolves into a propeller, she'll still be happy to accept it. She can just install it on the back of the Dawn later.

After calming herself down, Bernadette opened the cabinet she had specially set up for her collection.

At a glance, Bernadette saw picture books, stacks of textbooks, clothes, skirts, chess (a game played by only a handful of people in the world), and neatly stacked building blocks.

She looked up at the sky outside the captain's cabin window; Roselle's enormous vortex had disappeared sometime earlier.

Afterwards, she changed into an outfit that she thought looked good.

Then, she took a step forward in the direction of Russell, whom she had just seen, and disappeared from the spot, using the extraordinary ability "Travel" that she had imitated with the "Mystic Scholar".

The colors around Bernadette suddenly became more vivid. The reds became redder, the blues bluer, the blacks blacker, the colors mixed together like an impressionist painting, hazy and dreamlike, while soft, overlapping murmurs came from all around, as if countless invisible people were talking.

The colored blocks moved rapidly backward, and a few seconds later, she saw some black outlines appear in the distance.

She slowed her pace slightly, gazing intently at the outlines. Then, she leaped forward, leaping out of the spirit realm. The surrounding colors solidified instantly, outlining a sizable island in the distance.

On the island, towering, dark green, almost black trees covered the ground and obscured the mountain peaks.

Although Bernadette couldn't be sure her father was on this pristine island, a "prophet's" intuition told her that this was likely the place she was searching for.

She quickened her pace and ran into the forest.

…………

Feeling the pollution in his body being swept away, Roselle smiled from the bottom of his heart.

His body broke free from the enormous vortex and slowly fell from the sky.

He resumed his usual way of speaking, his tone becoming less authoritative and less heavy, but he still made the gesture of opening his arms to embrace the whole world.

"Witches of Intis, your emperor has returned."

"Hahaha."

As he laughed, he turned and asked Serres, who had followed him out.

"By the way, you haven't tasted the flavor of a witch yet, have you? I'll show you sometime. Some high-sequence witches I know should still be alive... What are you doing holding up your phone?"

Russell stopped mid-sentence.

“Nonsense, of course I’m going to show it to your daughter.” Serres scoffed. “You know perfectly well what I’m asking.”

Rosell immediately pointed at Serres: "Hey, you..."

Rosell requests access to your spawn point.

【reject.】

“Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore.” Serres handed the phone to Rosell. “An old friend of yours wants to talk to you.”

“Old friend? What old friend do I have?” Rosell suspected that Serres was deliberately changing the subject, but he still took the phone.

Holding the phone in my hand, the screen lights up, and a cute, anime-style chibi character suddenly appears on the screen, making a peace sign with one hand, winking, and looking sideways at the camera.

"Ciallo~(∠ω<)⌒☆."

What the hell is this?

Russell stared blankly at the chibi-style anime characters on his phone.

Is this my old friend? When the hell did I ever have such an old friend?
But soon, Roselle managed to make out who the little man was from his facial features.

"S...Stiano?"

(End of this chapter)