Mystery: At the start, you gain the uniqueness of the thief.

Chapter 153 Time is a butcher's knife

Although Trensault didn't know what the so-called future was all about, he knew very well that Rosen was the powerful figure he was currently relying on. Because he had become Rosen's student, he had been enjoying resources that were previously unimaginable and secret knowledge that used to require a great deal of effort to obtain, but now these were part of his compulsory course. And this was just the beginning.

Terence was ambitious, so he would never allow himself to be suspected by Rosen and lose this key figure.

"Yes, I believe you." Rosen nodded with a smile. Of course he believed that Trensault would not betray him, not because he trusted the other man's character, but because—Rosen believed in the other man's intelligence.

Rosen's gaze then fell on Bethel, and he deliberately teased, "Aren't you going to pledge your loyalty?"

Bethel looked at him, shook his head honestly, and said, "I have only just met Your Highness, and I'm afraid Your Highness won't truly believe me even if I pledge my loyalty. But I think that even if Your Highness doesn't believe in my loyalty, you will believe in your own abilities."

Bethel could see clearly that Rosen probably didn't care about their loyalty. In fact, he had always had a subtle intuition that they were just toys to be played with at will. Rosen collected them around him out of some interest, but didn't really care about them.

Even if He didn't care, this divine being wouldn't allow them to lose control, and He was certain that they wouldn't escape His control.

Bethel still didn't understand one thing: he had vaguely sensed Rosen's special nature, but he still didn't understand exactly what made this divine child so special.

There must be some information that He is unaware of, but that beings like the dark angels are aware of.

To be honest, this made Bethel very curious. He was an extremely curious person, otherwise he wouldn't have been caught for this.

"Bethel, you're quite a surprise." Rosen raised an eyebrow, gazing at the still-young Mr. Door before him, yet seemingly already seeing the future Angel King who was closest to God. This made Rosen curl his lips into a smile, and he said, "I know you want to explore my secret, and I allow you to explore it, but I won't tell you myself."

Upon hearing this, Bethel glanced at Rosen with slight surprise before hesitatingly saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Rosen chuckled and continued, "If you can really find my secret, I wouldn't mind giving you a reward."

"A reward you'll definitely love."

If you were to ask what impact the arrival of Bethel and the others had on Rosen's life, the answer would probably be that his already lively life became even more lively.

"Time is a cruel mistress. I remember at the beginning it was just me and Amon and the others in the palace. Although I could play with Amon, it was still a bit boring. Now it's different." Rosen looked out the window and said with a sigh.

"Is it possible that only a few months have passed since the beginning?" Klein couldn't help but quip, his gaze also fixed on the view outside the window, but a slight smile crept onto his lips.

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On the lawn outside the window, three dire wolves were lying and grooming each other. The dire wolves, who had parted ways on the night of the Dire Wolf Family Bucket, were now gathered together in a very warm way. This was a heartwarming scene that never happened when the Destroyer Dire Wolf was still alive.

After all, back then, Antigonus and Cortázar disliked each other, and the Heavenly Mother and Antigonus were not as close as they are now.

It's fair to say that if these three blood-related demon wolves had gotten together back then, it would have been a good thing if they hadn't started fighting, let alone grooming each other like they are now.

But time is a strange thing. After a long period of wandering and having been thoroughly beaten down by society, the three siblings of the Demon Wolf finally put aside their past grudges and began to try to get along like normal siblings after this unexpected reunion.

Although—if you listen carefully, you can still hear the three dire wolves grooming themselves while arguing in low voices. The content of their argument includes, but is not limited to, "Antigonus, are you trying to pluck me bald on purpose?", "Cortal, were you kicking me just now?", "You two, tell me honestly, who secretly put chocolate in my bowl yesterday?", and so on.

But putting all that aside, the scene of the three dire wolves snuggling together is still quite heartwarming.

Not far from the three dire wolves, Tudor and Trensost were discussing a major problem.

As everyone knows, Rosen would get everyone around him to study hard, and Tudor and Trenshorst were no exception. After becoming his apprentices, they quickly immersed themselves in the sea of ​​learning.

Besides knowledge of the occult, when the mood strikes, Rosen will sometimes teach the two of them some math, physics, chemistry, and other subjects, and occasionally give them some worksheets to do.

At this moment, Tudor and Trensault are discussing a math problem. It's not a very difficult problem; it's just a common university-level calculus problem. However, it still presents a certain challenge for the two beginners.

After all, they had not systematically studied this knowledge, nor were they any exceptionally gifted mathematical geniuses.

While the two were racking their brains over advanced mathematics, not too far away, Medici was posing as a painting model for Urolius with a completely expressionless face.

Although Ouroboros was rather dull-witted, his talent in painting led him to be assigned some work related to spreading the faith.

Recently, with the addition of three new Angel Kings, the group murals previously painted by Urelius are no longer suitable. Therefore, Urelius is currently working on redesigning new murals, using Medici as a model primarily to gather inspiration before the actual painting begins.

Although Medici wasn't too happy about it, it was a job assigned by the main organizer, so no matter how unwilling he was, he still obediently stayed there and worked as a model.

"Stop looking, you're the next model, what's so interesting about that!" Medici could naturally feel someone's undisguised gaze, which made him speak up in annoyance.

"After all, it's quite rare to see you sitting so obediently and upright, Little Red!" Rosen shrugged and said with a grin. Then his gaze went to a place further away, to the window of Sasriel's study. Through the window, he could see that Sasriel was lecturing Amon, while Adam was trying to smooth things over.

The naughty kid went too far this morning and played a trick on Saslier. As you can see right now, he's been being scolded by his mother for half an hour.

"The sun is shining so brightly today!" Rosen suddenly said with a laugh, seemingly out of the blue. Then he stretched and looked at Klein, saying, "Your preparations should be complete by now, right?"

Klein nodded, clearly knowing what Rosen was asking. The cotton doll that had been lazily sunbathing on his shoulder looked directly at Rosen and asked, "Are you going over now?"

"Of course, after all, it's a request from the Goddess of the Night!" Rosen chuckled, "And I'm also a little curious about what kind of person she was before she transmigrated!"