Upon hearing Miss Justice's greeting, The Fool Klein suddenly felt a strong sense of emotion.
After knowing her identity, status, looks, and situation, he had a deeper understanding of Justice Audrey's relaxed, cheerful, and radiant tone. He understood where their essence originated from. However, Klein didn't feel envious or jealous because of this, believing that she lacked the tempering of hardship. Instead, he felt that it was really good to have such a lady exist in a World where the underlying rules were filled with chaos, distortion, and madness.
A smile suffused his face as he nodded slightly in response to Miss Justice's greeting.
After the Tarot members finished greeting each other, Cattleya nudged her glasses, turned her body, and bowed at the blurry figure shrouded in gray fog at the end of the long bronze table.
"Honorable Mr. Fool, there are three diary pages this time."
Queen Mystic is finally online again … Klein lampooned and said with a smile, "That's right.
"Very good."
A few seconds later, Cattleya, who had obtained permission, conjured the diary pages and watched them "jump" into Mr. Fool's palm.
Klein casually glanced at it and suddenly exclaimed in his heart.
He discovered that the diary provided by Queen Mystic seemed to belong to the early days of Rosell The Great. It didn't seem like there was any important information.
Normally speaking, in a situation where it's impossible to determine the importance of a diary, one would definitely prioritize the later diary entries. That way, the mystery of Rosell The Great's assassination can be maximized … I believe that Queen Mystic has the intelligence … As Klein wondered inwardly, he seriously read the first diary page.
"On the 21st of September, I arrived at St. Millom and officially began my first visit with the group.
"Feysac's weather is really a little cold. It's not even October, but it looks like it's going to snow soon. It's no wonder the specialties here are all kinds of coats and winter clothing. There's also strong alcohol!
"Damn, the height of the people here is really ridiculous. As expected of the country of the descendants of the giants. However, I still want to say that I hate it when people look down on me!
Tonight, I'm going to a tavern to get drunk with a beauty from Feysac!
Upon seeing this, Klein suddenly suspected that Queen Mystic Bernadette had provided these diary pages to ask if she had an elder or younger brother of Feysac descent.
Klein held back the clicking of his tongue in his heart and looked at the second diary entry.
"September 22nd, I think I blacked out …
"What happened last night? Where's my Feysac beauty? I've never drunk from her!
"The people from the embassy told me that the girls here can drink more than the guys …"
"I'll have to control myself when I go to the tavern in the future. It'll be bad if some auntie picks up my corpse …"
"The alcohol here is really strong. I've had a headache for the whole day. Fortunately, it's not my butt. Sleep early. We'll visit the Twilight Temple tomorrow."
"The 23rd of September. The Great Twilight Hall was indeed magnificent, as if a legend had come to life. The building seemed to be completely prepared for the giants.
"As a heretic, I can only walk in circles outside. The square at the foot of the Great Dusk Temple is also filled with the fragrance of wine!
"There are quite a number of people here. Some are kneeling, some are sitting, and some are playing the bone flute. It gives off a melodious and open feeling.
"I got to know a Feysac man who plays the bone flute. Even compared to his compatriots, he's ridiculously tall. At a glance, he's nearly three meters tall.
"His name is Oneg, and he claims to be from one of the purest Feysac giant bloodlines. The way he plays the bone flute looks very melancholic, as though he doesn't belong here, yet he doesn't know where to go. He's even more like a poet than those fellows with Intis who only know how to circle around women's skirts. Speaking of which, I can't help but lampoon. Those fellows actually take pride in diseases related to that aspect. It's completely disrupting the social market!
"I chatted with Oneg for a while and mentioned the question from before. He said that he was only missing his hometown.
"But the problem is that he's a typical St. Millom native. He has never left this place.
"Oneg didn't immediately answer me. He played the bone flute for a few more minutes before saying that what he missed was the source of the giant bloodline, the Giant King's Court in myths and legends.
"He told me that he and his fellow Feysac people often dream of tall mountains, huge city walls that are built upon them, palaces, towers, and all sorts of buildings that are forever bathed in the light of dusk. This is very similar to the Great Twilight Hall, but it's even more unbelievable. It's even more epic and miraculous.
"There's no need for others to tell me that Oneg and his people are certain that this is the Giant King's Court.
"Towards the end of the conversation, Oneg slowly stood up and thanked me for listening. He wanted to leave Feysac in search of the Giant King's Court, the homeland of his mind and soul.
"He believes that the easternmost region of the Sonia Sea might hide the path that leads to the Giant King's Court.
"He said that after thousands of years, the giants have never forgotten their homeland. Now, it's his turn to follow in the footsteps of his ancestors. This path will never stop unless it reaches the end.
"He played the bone flute again, gradually departing amidst the melodious but sorrowful melody.
"Hometown …"
Hometown … Upon reading this, Klein felt that he had 100% resonance with the Emperor's feelings for the first time.
Although Rosell only wrote three words that seemed to repeat himself and didn't elaborate on his thoughts, Klein completely understood the Emperor's emotions at that moment. This was because he and Rosell were like Oneg. They had a homeland of the mind and soul.
With a sigh inwardly, Klein flipped to the second page of the diary.
"10th January. Visited Sonia Island.
"This place is also known as the Ancient Elven Island. It has a large number of elven ruins and traditions.
"I was alarmed on the first day. The elves actually know how to make blood curd. They actually like to eat animal organs and are good at using spices?
"They even invented chopsticks?
"Thinking about the elves on the murals, apart from a portion of them with blue hair, the rest of their outlines, hair color, and eyes are similar to the Asians on Earth. Could they be from my hometown?"
Yes, I had such suspicions back then. However, thinking about it, it's impossible for so many people to transmigrate in one go. They're almost a race. I wonder if I'm overthinking things … It doesn't make sense that the lifestyle and food cutlery that can appear on Earth can't be produced here … Klein quickly read on with interest, wanting to know if Rosell had investigated the reason.
"13th January. I've been busy collecting ancient relics and folklore, so I've forgotten to write a diary for a few days.
"Although many things have long been taken away by the various Churches, I still obtained some valuable things.
"In all sorts of legends, there are records of Elf King Soniathrym inventing chopsticks and using animal organs and blood to cook delicacies. There are stories of this ancient god being good at distinguishing spices. They all believe that 'He' is the ancestor, the first elf. Due to certain reasons, 'He' brought his race from the Western Continent, which only existed in legends, to the Northern Continent.
"Could it be that this is my hometown, the first transmigrator?
"Then, 'He' produced a race? There's nothing an ancient god can't do, including having children?
"He" seems to have a wife who's also an elf. Hmm … I'm deep in thought.
"16th January. Further investigations indicate that the elves might really have nothing to do with transmigrators. At the very least, they didn't leave behind any symbols related to Chinese or English.
"From the beginning to the end, they should've been using Elvish. This doesn't give me any sense of familiarity.
"Furthermore, those commonly seen inventions didn't appear before my arrival. It's the same for many famous sayings. What exists are only proverbs and fables with similar meanings and examples.
"At present, all the items and legends don't support my guess. This makes me a little disappointed, but I'm also relieved. If I were to encounter another or other transmigrator, I really wouldn't know how to deal with them."
"17th January. I dreamed of a hometown that I had almost forgotten."
As expected, the Emperor has given up on that guess … Klein flipped the page again and looked at the last diary entry.
"2nd April. My daughter is smart. She can speak before she's even a year old! Although she's only learned a few words for now, I believe that her progress in the future won't be slow!
"She inherited this from me!
"No matter how I look, I feel that she's a little similar to me when I was on Earth. Could it be that the soul brings about a certain degree of inheritance? Haha, let's just treat it as that.
"Bernadette, this name isn't bad. It sounds beautiful, but I keep having the urge to give her a Chinese nickname.
"Sigh, she won't be able to see her real grandparents …"
"3rd April. Yesterday, I suddenly had such thoughts that I nearly lost sleep. Thankfully, I know Cogitation.
"However, this also makes me consider a problem. That is, should I teach Bernadette Chinese in private?
"No, no. If she were to understand the diary entries I wrote earlier, as her father, I might as well find a piece of tofu to kill myself. In my daughter's heart, a father has to be filled with glory.
"However, writing a diary in Chinese is the last tie between me and Earth and my past. My daughter should inherit this tie to a certain extent."
"6th April. After a few days of consideration, I've decided to teach Bernadette two Chinese characters as special symbols. I'll tell her that this is a protective incantation her father gave her, and that she should remember it forever.
"She doesn't need to understand the corresponding meaning. All she needs to do is remember it.
"These two Chinese characters are:
"Hometown."
Home … Klein repeated the word again, his eyes even burning a little.
He finally understood why Queen Mystic Bernadette had chosen these three diary pages. It was because there were protective symbols her father had left behind for her.
"Hometown."
At that moment, Klein seemed to see a river of emotions. It flowed silently on the surface, but there were countless turbulent currents beneath it as they tumbled endlessly.
Klein retracted his gaze and made the diary disappear. He looked up at Cattleya.
"What's your question?"
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