Chapter 58: The Epilogue of the Diary

Chapter 58: The Epilogue of the Diary

All the mausoleums have been completed… There is no turning back once the bow has been drawn…

Klein looked at the diary in his hand, thoughts boiling in his mind, one after another surfacing and shattering.

In his view, Roselle’s diary entry nearly proved his earlier speculation: in his later years, the Emperor had chosen to forcibly switch to the Black Emperor pathway, attempting to become a true Sequence 0 god at the cost of being half mad.

What exactly drove the Emperor to such a decision? In that earlier diary entry, why had he been so agitated, impulsive, and out of control? What had he discovered? And compared with that time, although the emotions in this entry seemed calm and restrained, it gave a more extreme impression… It is hard to imagine what the Emperor encountered and experienced in his later years, to the point that his personality showed signs of alteration… Was it the madness inherent to angels themselves, or did something go wrong with the faith of the living beings who anchored His reason?

Mm, under normal circumstances, shouldn’t one be a bit more cowardly and cautious, waiting for a chance to devour the Hidden Sage?

Countless things flashed through Klein’s mind in an instant, yet he had no way to seek evidence.

And on this page of parchment, there were only those two short lines. It seemed to indicate that this was the final diary entry in Emperor Roselle’s life. At the end of that year, or the beginning of the next, He was suspected to have fallen inside the White Maple Palace.

The final words of a generation’s Emperor, of a transmigrator?

Klein sighed inwardly, while outwardly showing no abnormality, and flipped to the next sheet of parchment.

There was no date on this diary page, but at the top, a line of ancient Feysac had been written:

“Immediately following the previous page.”

The handwriting of those words was elegant and neat, clearly different from Emperor Roselle’s own script. At a glance, one could tell someone else had added it later.

It should be a note from the Queen of Mysteries… to explain that this is the true final entry, written after the Emperor said there was no turning back once the bow had been drawn? But why is there no date?

With deep doubt, Klein continued reading the corresponding content. His gaze froze:

“I think there should be more than one transmigrator in this world.

“If there are others who can understand my diary, remember this: choose your Beyonder pathway carefully.

“Once that is decided, it means that your allies and enemies have more or less been decided as well.

“I cannot offer specific advice, because I cannot see clearly the true faces of the seven gods or those evil gods. Perhaps this has something to do with the hidden portion of the second Blasphemy Slate concealed by that ancient organization. Unfortunately, I have only roughly guessed that there is a hidden portion, and I cannot confirm it.

“Likewise, I do not know what is written upon the first Blasphemy Slate.

“One useful warning is this: do not choose a pathway whose Sequence 0 position is already occupied, and beware of the Sequence 0s and Sequence 1s of neighboring pathways. I suffered a great loss in this respect.

“As for what Sequence 0 represents, if you still do not know, remember to collect my other diaries.

“Heh. This page can be considered the epilogue of my life. If I succeed, what follows will be godhood, another story altogether. If I fail, then there will be no afterward—probably. Mm, you understand.

“Go, my friend who can understand my diary. Go explore the secret of our transmigration and the truth buried within it. I will be watching you, if I am still alive.

“One final reminder. You must remember:

“Beware of the moon!”

Klein was not surprised that there was more than one transmigrator. After all, he had long known of Emperor Roselle, this “predecessor.”

What puzzled him was this: from what events, what details, had the Emperor discovered that there was more than one transmigrator?

This was extremely important. To Klein, it held meaning beyond comparison with all other questions in his search for a way home.

It was like an equation with several unknowns. If there were not enough examples or conditions, then no matter how one solved it, one could not obtain a definite answer. Only with enough formulas would there be hope of finding the correct solution.

Mm… the Emperor should have recorded those discoveries in earlier diary entries. Unfortunately, I have no way of knowing which part, and therefore cannot request or search for it with precision…

Klein sighed silently and shifted his thoughts to the other contents of the so-called “epilogue”:

“The second Blasphemy Slate shown by the Twilight Hermit Order has a hidden portion?

“Did they deliberately conceal it, or did they themselves never obtain it… Was the second Blasphemy Slate actually divided into two parts, with the other half falling into the hands of another force?

“My pathway has already been decided, and I chose it based on Roselle’s lamentations in his diary… From the meaning behind the Emperor’s words in this ‘epilogue,’ there is one thing I can feel relatively reassured about: the Seer pathway has no Sequence 0, because Zaratul, a mad Sequence 1, still exists. According to the Law of Beyonder Characteristics Conservation—heh, in this specific context, it could perhaps also be called the Law of Incompatibility—if Sequence 1 exists, then there is no Sequence 0.

“The ones I need to be wary of are Zaratul, Mr. Door, the Blasphemer Amon, and Pallez Zoroast, as well as any other Sequence 1s who may exist in these three pathways.

“What does ‘beware of the moon’ mean?

“Beware of the Primordial Moon?

“If so, he could have said that directly…

“Wait. The Emperor seems to have once thought of exploring the crimson moon. Did He later put it into practice and discover something on the moon, which is why He reminded other transmigrators to beware of it?

“Is the moon connected to transmigration?

“Mm… The Emperor’s tone suggests that He still had some backup plan. He might not necessarily have fallen completely, and perhaps He truly is watching me… There should also be clues to this matter somewhere among the earlier diary entries…”

Conclusion after conclusion, doubt after doubt, flashed rapidly through Klein’s mind, then gradually settled.

He made the diary in his hand vanish and turned his head toward the Hermit Cattleya.

“What do you wish to ask?”

The Hermit Cattleya pushed the heavy glasses on the bridge of her nose and respectfully lowered her head.

“Honorable Mr. Fool, I would like to know whether Emperor Roselle may still be alive.”

The moment this question was asked, the members of the Tarot Club, each thinking of their own matters, all snapped back to attention and looked toward the head of the long bronze table as if fiercely stimulated.

Although whether Emperor Roselle was alive or dead did not directly affect them and would not bring any obvious consequences, such a topic was enough to stir the human craving for rumors and legends hidden deep within their hearts!

I thought that after advancing to Psychiatrist, I would be immune to such things… Sigh, I really am curious!

Justice Audrey looked at Mr. Fool with bright eyes, awaiting His answer.

Among all the members, only the Sun Derrick had little interest in the matter. The reason he looked toward the head of the long bronze table was purely because everyone else had done so.

As expected, the Queen of Mysteries’s questions are basically aimed at the diary pages provided that time…

Klein felt no difficulty. With practiced ease, he chuckled softly and said, “Perhaps.”

He answered with “perhaps,” indicating that Emperor Roselle had once possessed hope of saving himself. As for whether He ultimately succeeded, and whether any accidents occurred, that did not fall within the scope of the question just now—and might not have an answer.

Perhaps… Mr. Fool means that Emperor Roselle truly might still be alive?

The Hermit Cattleya and the others felt as though they had heard the greatest secret in the world. For a moment, they were excited, stirred, and exhilarated.

However, they also tasted the implication hidden in Mr. Fool’s words: limited by the contents of the notes and by His own recent awakening, He could not yet confirm whether Emperor Roselle had grasped that chance. Everything would have to be learned in the future through more clues and evidence.

But regardless, Emperor Roselle should have had a certain degree of mental preparation for His own assassination.

Klein did not give Justice, the Hanged Man, and the others time to ponder this matter. He leaned back against his chair and said in a calm tone, “It is your turn.”

The Magician Fors hurriedly pulled her thoughts away from imagined stories of Roselle’s later years and looked toward the head of the long bronze table.

“Honorable Mr. Fool, I request a private exchange with Mr. World. It will be over very quickly.”

Communicate with Gehrman Sparrow about what? Isn’t Mr. X’s matter finished?

While Klein wondered inwardly, he gave a slight nod.

“Granted.”

Then he screened off the other members’ senses and controlled the World to laugh hoarsely.

“What else is there?”

Fors considered her words for two seconds.

“It is like this. Mr. X’s head allowed me to obtain a considerable reward. I feel that the payment I provided in this matter was insufficient to match the difficulty of the mission. Therefore, I would like to compensate you with a sum of cash.

“How much would you like?”

Not bad. She knows to take the initiative and compensate me… Although Miss Magician sometimes covets small amounts of money, she is still very honest. Mm, earning profit through a transaction is normal and cannot be called greed…

Klein sincerely praised her a few times after receiving this unexpected pleasant surprise. He made the World chuckle and ask in return, “How much can you pay?”

The Magician Fors hesitated for a moment.

“Five thousand pounds.”

She had converted the reward given by her teacher into roughly ten thousand pounds and planned to give half of it to Mr. World. And because the formula, crystal ball, and Beyonder ingredient were all things she needed, she planned to sell the two properties and give him cash directly.

As for why Fors was being so generous, one reason was that she truly felt the mission had been more difficult than she had expected, and that the payment had been too low. The other was that she increasingly feared the World, Gehrman Sparrow, and did not dare offend this mad adventurer, this terrifying bounty hunter.

The Abraham family gave a rather generous reward…

Klein controlled the World and laughed.

“If you can substitute a large amount of it with gold coins, you may pay a little less. The exact amount will depend on how many you can collect.”

“I will do my best.” Although Fors found it very strange that Mr. World valued gold coins so much—he had said the same when trading with Madam Hermit—she did not dare ask.

She paused, then asked, “Mr. World, when will you need to use Leymano’s Travels? I plan to rent it out before or after that to earn some money and Beyonder abilities.”

Rent it out? Rent out a mystical item?

Klein was genuinely stunned for a moment. He had never expected Miss Magician to possess such business sense.