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"So the disaster I foresaw was this…"
Hearing Bernadette Gustav's whisper, Lin Ruo glanced at her and said with a smile, "Little Bernadette, since you already had a premonition, then you must know better than I whether solving this matter can serve as your ritual for advancing to Sequence 2."
"It can," Bernadette Gustav said with a serious look in her eyes, "Since this matter involves the Primordial Demoness and the lives of so many people in Backlund… then if I can stop this disaster in advance, I can absolutely use it to advance."
"That's for the best." Lin Ruo nodded. After confirming that Bernadette Gustav was an ally, he naturally hoped that the future Backlund Fog could become an opportunity for her to advance to Sequence 2.
This could both save people and help an ally improve their strength, adding an Angel-level combatant to their side, truly killing two birds with one stone.
"As for the timing, you don't have to worry. I've been following these matters and monitoring the movements of the Demoness Sect and the Augustus. Once they take any action, I will notify you immediately."
Lin Ruo continued, he had indeed been paying attention to these matters, and after taking over the Aurora Order's Backlund branch, he, who could now be considered to have influence in both the underworld and the establishment, had made a qualitative leap in intelligence channels. So he was very clear that the Augustus had already colluded with the Demoness Sect.
Because according to the intelligence he had just received, the third prince of the Loen Royal Family had already met his "true love."
Lin Ruo was not sure if that "true love" was Trissy, the Primordial Demoness, as in the original novel. After all, excessive probing could easily alert the enemy, and it could also cause Miss Justice, who provided the intelligence, to attract unnecessary attention.
He didn't need to know who that "true love" was, because this timing, which perfectly matched the original novel, and the sudden appearance of a woman who immediately captured the heart of the third prince of Loen, itself explained many problems.
What Lin Ruo was most curious about was probably how the Augustus and the Demoness Sect managed it without Ince and 008, or if someone personally intervened?
After all, someone who was about to become a god, in order to complete his ritual and to drive the tide of the times, could not possibly stay out of this matter.
Speaking of which, the Desire Apostle was gone, Vice Admiral Hurricane was finished, how would Adam still kill Duke Negan? But it wouldn't be too difficult, after all, that Duke still had a traitor by his side… Lin Ruo's thoughts wandered again.
"Thank you, Godfather." Bernadette Gustav had no idea how far Lin Ruo's thoughts had wandered in such a short time, she just said sincerely.
Whether it was stopping the birth of the Black Emperor or providing her with relevant intelligence to seize the opportunity for advancement, it made Bernadette Gustav genuinely grateful.
Without Lin Ruo, even though she was already in Backlund, Bernadette knew that without any knowledge of the relevant intelligence, she would most likely return empty-handed this time.
And how could she, merely a Sequence 3, stop the Augustus Family and the birth of the Black Emperor!
"No need to thank me, these are just what I should do." Lin Ruo smiled gently, "I only hope to witness you become an Angel in the future, and witness your father's return."
"I will become an Angel." Bernadette Gustav said firmly, "Father… I also believe Father will return."
"Hmm, I just don't know what new works your father has written all these years. I'm really looking forward to them." Lin Ruo picked up his red tea, took a sip, and smiled meaningfully.
"There shouldn't be any, right… After all, Father is in the mausoleum, there's no way he could write books." Bernadette Gustav said, then seemed to think of something, her eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Lin Ruo, hesitating to speak.
"Godfather…" After several seconds, Bernadette Gustav hesitantly asked, "What does Lin Bao do?"
Apparently, as Lin Ruo's goddaughter, Bernadette Gustav had a clear and profound understanding of someone.
In fact, it was impossible not to be clear or profound, because witnessing Roselle's occasional frantic rush to meet deadlines almost spanned Bernadette Gustav's entire childhood and adolescence.
"Oh, that… Actually, I'm not too sure either, since I forgot, but it's said to be a Expediting robot that can help Roselle stabilize his mental state, and probably also allow Roselle to observe the outside world even while in the mausoleum!" Lin Ruo picked up his red tea again, took a sip, and said calmly.
Bernadette: …
Oh, this!
In an instant, Bernadette's mind conjured the image of her father frantically rushing to meet deadlines, which she had witnessed countless times.
What could she say? Should she say, 'As expected of Godfather'?
Bernadette Gustav suddenly felt a little fortunate that she hadn't inherited her father's literary talent, and then quickly took a sip of tea to calm herself down.
Lin Ruo waited until she had calmed down, then said, "Little Bernadette, tell me about your father, about his hobbies, his relationships, everything he experienced. I need to understand him again… This concerns your father's smooth return."
Bernadette Gustav's expression immediately became serious, and she said, "I understand."
She paused for sixteen seconds, presumably organizing her thoughts, before beginning to narrate: "Father likes…"
So, for a time, only Bernadette's soft narration remained in the private room.
…
At the same time, in the Hillston Borough, Quelaag Club.
Because today was Tuesday, a workday, there were noticeably fewer people in the club's main hall, only a handful, which made the entire hall seem even more spacious.
Talim—who in the original novel was the noble equestrian coach who, at Mrs. Mary's invitation, recommended Klein to join the Quelaag Club, became entangled in the "love" between the third prince of Loen and the Witch Trissy, and ultimately met his demise—should have been enjoying lunch, but was instead just sitting there lost in thought, looking at the food in front of him, and suddenly let out a long sigh.
And just then, Talim suddenly heard the sound of a cane. He subconsciously looked over and exclaimed in surprise, "Doctor Allen? You, you're…?"
He couldn't help but be surprised, because Doctor Allen, who appeared before him, was leaning on a cane with one hand, and one of his legs was clearly in a cast.
"Don't ask, this is truly terrible!" The tall, thin, and aloof-looking Doctor Allen, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sat down next to Talim and sighed, "You know, I haven't been very lucky lately. It was fine before, not too serious, but just a few days ago, I fell down the stairs, and my right leg suffered a rather severe fracture…"
"You really are too unlucky." Talim nodded in agreement.
"I feel like my luck has really been off lately." Doctor Allen sighed again. He then looked around, and said with some disappointment, "Detective Sherlock isn't here again…"
"Are you looking for him for something?" Talim asked curiously.
"I…" Doctor Allen hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to ask him if he knows any mysticism enthusiasts, or country witch doctors. He's a famous great detective, so he might have connections in that area."
"My luck is really too off."
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