Chapter 626 Witch Roselle, so Beautiful

Although Russell managed his expression very well, as his daughter, Bernadette still felt his nervousness, as if there were some secrets in the twenty-two tarot cards.

She couldn't help but get closer to Hastur to see clearly what was on the tarot card.

Pupils narrowed, carefully observing the contrast.

"Mr. Hastur, this tarot card..." Klein looked a little strange when he saw the image on the tarot card clearly, "Is this the original witch? She really has the beauty to charm all living beings."

When Russell heard the word witch, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He knew without looking that this was a witch tarot card, a tarot card that he least wanted his daughter to see.

"All the images on this deck of tarot cards are of the same person." Bernadette said slowly.

Her eyes deliberately glanced at Russell, who was restless. What surprises did her old father have that she didn't know about?

"In the mysterious world, appearance is not important, what is important is the core contained in it." Russell sat upright and said with a serious face.

Hastur did not speak. He just wanted to take out another tarot card and put this witch card on the third one, but after thinking about it later, he gave Russell a pleasant surprise.

"It's so beautiful." Klein said with a pretense of emotion, and then looked away to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

Russell's witch image is really interesting, especially in situations like this.

Mr. Hastur must have deliberately kept this Witch Tarot Card in order to use it against Russell at such a moment.

Fortunately, I don’t have the habit of writing a diary.

"Witches always have both beauty and wisdom. People with weak minds are most likely to be seduced and become their slaves."

Bernadette's suggestive words made Russellton's face feel hot, and he sat obediently, showing a very obedient and obedient appearance.

Klein continued: "There are always some people who are willing to devote themselves to art. I think the original Emperor Russell must have left such a Tarot card out of such a noble purpose."

The corner of Russell's mouth twitched slightly. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that the person sitting opposite was disgusting. Wouldn't it be better to quietly bring up this topic?

What else do you mean by dedicating yourself to art?

You might as well be learning foreign languages ​​in bed with the witches at night.

"Indeed, you have to experience what it's like to be a witch for yourself, so that you can better write down your feelings in your diary."

Bernadette cooperated very well with Hastur and Klein and joked about her old father, who made him do so many ridiculous things.

Russell remained silent. Even though Bernadette and Klein cooperated tacitly, he did not take it seriously. Instead, he observed Hastur and Klein thoughtfully.

Seeing this scene, Klein lost interest in continuing the topic of Tarot cards, and instead brought the topic back to Russell's diary.

"My teacher once made a conjecture. He thought that Emperor Russell might be a traveler from other worlds. The diary records ways to travel to other worlds." Klein asked with a look of curiosity: "Emperor, are you really Aren’t they from our world?”

The increasingly large-scale chat made Russell aware of something unusual.

He looked at Klein for a few times and then said slowly: "There has always been only one world. I am also a part of this world. My uniqueness comes entirely from my extraordinary wisdom."

"So that's it." Klein said regretfully, "I really want to see a different world."

Russell said with a smile: "If you have the opportunity, you can go up to the stars and have a look. It will definitely refresh your world view."

Hasta's eyes darkened a little, thinking that the consciousness of the fallen mother goddess had awakened in Roselle's body again, but it turned out to be just a test.

"Starry Sky, I am indeed very interested. If I have a chance, I will go and take a look." Klein showed an interested look.

"It's too dangerous. It's better to give up the idea of ​​going to the stars, otherwise you will be like me."

Russell's attempts were fruitless, and he turned to talk about the dangers of the stars, and sternly warned Bernadette never to go to the stars.

"It was because I went to the starry sky that I ended up hiding in the mausoleum for hundreds of years." Russell looked at Hastur, "I believe that the stars understand the horror of the starry sky better than anyone else."

"Where I am is the starry sky." Hastur said calmly.

"..."

That slightly pretentious tone gave Russell a feeling of familiarity.

The few of them chatted for a while, and seeing that Hastur didn't expose the idea of ​​being fellow time travellers, Klein remained silent for the first time.

…

The sun set over the sea, and it was time for dinner. Russell stared at Klein who had not yet consciously left with an unhappy look on his face.

Today is the day for him to reunite with his daughter. It doesn't matter if the stars come to join in the fun. Who wants him to be favored by others?

But Mr. Klein, who was pretending to be Hermann, really had no eyesight at all, and he was planning to stay for dinner.

Maybe I’ll have to stay here tonight, it’s such an eyesore!

"Mr. Hastur, it's been a long time since we had a drink together, right?" Klein turned a blind eye to Russell's eyes and concentrated on chatting with Hastur about past events.

"It has indeed been a while." Hastur raised his glass and invited Klein to drink with him.

"Do you mind talking about how you became friends?" Bernadette joined the topic.

"I first met Mr. Hastur in Backlund." Klein did not deny it and talked about a lot of things that happened at that time.

Bernadette listened quietly, while Roselle sneered and drank alone.

"A big thing happened in Backlund before. If Mr. Hastur had not extended a helping hand, the disaster would have been further expanded."

"Mr. Klein, do you still believe in the Goddess of Night?"

Hastur's sudden topic made Klein stunned for a few seconds, and then he smiled and said: "Mr. Hastur, you know, people like us will not sincerely believe in any god."

"Why should we believe in gods? Are they worthy of belief?" Roselle said disdainfully.

Hastur glanced at him calmly, and he turned sideways and chose to shut up.

"Faith is not necessarily a bad thing. It is normal to pray for the help and protection of gods with limited personal abilities." Bernadette said in a gentle tone: "If the gods can really help you achieve your wish, then giving up your own faith is also a fair trade."

Roselle wanted to say something, but finally sighed and remained silent.

"When the gods help and bless you, what if they have other intentions?" Klein didn't mean to target Mr. Hasta, but when he said this, the meaning changed a little.

Roselle's ears moved slightly, and he was in a good mood. For the first time, he felt that this man was not bad.

"There is not much difference between pious and selfless faith without seeking rewards and faith based on transactions and equal exchange for the gods." Hasta's answer made Bernadette's eyes move slightly.

At this time, Cattleya, who was directing people to serve dishes, saw this scene and hurriedly asked the waiters to leave.

Before leaving, she secretly glanced at Roselle who was sitting next to the queen.

I thought this was just a wretched man, but I didn't expect it to be Emperor Roselle.

She had seen the portrait of Emperor Roselle before, but she was not sure. She looked back and forth several times before she dared to believe that the former emperor of Intis was back again.

"This topic is too heavy. Let's talk about something else." Klein smiled and changed the topic to avoid the atmosphere being too awkward later.

"I never tire of eating dishes with the flavor of Intis." Hasta said with a smile.

"Indeed, I once worried about why I was not a citizen of Intis." Klein smiled and praised the dishes tonight.

After tasting dinner, Hasta did not stay for long and turned into a ball of light and dispersed. Klein also took the initiative to leave the palace, saying that he wanted to go out for a walk.

When only Roselle and Bernadette were left alone, Roselle's eyes slightly focused and said, "That boy is not simple. I was so blind at the beginning. No wonder he can be friends with the stars."

"Did you see anything?" Bernadette became interested. She didn't know much about Klein. If it weren't for the stars, the two of them would not have had much intersection.

"I just tried to divine about his origins, but the divination results were obscured. This proves that he is either a true god of Sequence 0, or he has some high-level items hidden on him."

"High-level items?"

"Items above Sequence 0." Roselle gave a positive guess.

"Could it be..."

After guessing a possibility, Roselle stood up from his seat with a serious face, paced back and forth several times, slapped his palm hard, and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I was wondering why you guys were so tacitly making fun of me today!"

He had been feeling something was wrong since just now, and it turned out to be like this!

"What happened?" Bernadette rarely saw such a complicated expression on her old father's face.

"Don't worry about it, and don't think about asking anything." Roselle snorted and said, "I have to leave first, you are not allowed to follow me, and don't think about peeping."

Without waiting for Bernadette to say anything, Roselle quickly left the palace and went to the street to look for Mr. Klein.