Chapter 230 Bernadette
The Night's Blessed One? Was she referring to the Night Goddess?
In the mystical sense, "favored one" means more than just the word itself. It means that the gods have set their sights on this person and have a special concern for him. Any malice towards the gods' favored ones must be done with caution, as they may be punished by the gods.
For example, His Holiness the Pope of the Church of Night is a follower of Night.
The other favored one, Angel had met before, was Arianna, who gave her the "Secret Holy Emblem".
Could it be that this lady saw the holy emblem and mistook me for her?
After a while, she finally shook her head and denied the other party's words: "No, I am just an ordinary believer. This 'Secret Holy Symbol' was given to me by someone else."
"Perhaps so," the chestnut-haired lady did not continue to ask, but changed the subject. "Then why did you hide your identity and come to the Roselle memorial exhibition?"
She emphasized her tone, and her emotionless tone seemed to be mixed with some emotion: "I saw you pause in front of his diary."
"Can you understand those words?"
As she asked the question, Angel seemed to hear several babies crying. They seemed to come from outside the museum, unreal, but attracting her attention.
The temperature around her was dropping, and the gaze of the avant-garde-dressed lady was like a substance, pressing on her and making her breathless.
Diary, did she also know that Emperor Roselle's notes were actually diaries? This was a secret I only learned at Mr. Fool's Tarot Club. And the diary of the time-traveling Roselle, written in Chinese, was something that no one in this world should be able to understand...
Under the heavy pressure, Angel only held on for a few seconds before giving up resistance, closing his eyes and answering:
"No, I can't read them, but there's someone who can. He's collecting these 'diaries'."
The pressure created by the emotionless gaze and the cry of the mysterious baby disappeared in an instant. She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her bent waist again, looking at the chestnut-haired woman who was nearly her height. The latter was staring at Russell's diary in the display cabinet, as if the terrifying gaze she had just cast was just Angel's illusion.
"Who is He? Did He instruct you to come here and collect the diaries this time?"
After a long while, the woman spoke again.
"The Fool, He calls himself the Fool. I'm not here to collect the Emperor's diary. I'm just here to see the exhibition of Emperor Roselle with some friends. They're all just ordinary occult enthusiasts."
She was now absolutely certain that this beautiful lady in strange clothes was a High-Sequence Beyonder, and might even be an official Beyonder arranged by the Church of Steam and Machinery, which was hosting the exhibition, to "fish" here. Therefore, she did not dare to hide anything.
“Fool…” the woman murmured, “Very good, I understand.”
She looked back at the brass key in Angel's hand.
"This key contains a dangerous curse. Try not to use it."
After saying that, the lady stopped looking at her and turned around to continue walking slowly between Russell's exhibits, like an ordinary tourist, looking at the things that interested her one by one.
And familiar sounds began to ring in Angel's ears. It was Audrey's exclamation and the barking of a big golden retriever.
Am I back in a normal museum?
She knew in her heart that this mysterious lady was about to "leave".
"Who are you, anyway? Why are you looking for someone who can decipher the diary?"
Watching the chestnut-haired woman gradually disappear, she finally couldn't hide her curiosity and asked in a low voice.
The movements of the nobles and security personnel became clearer, and the woman in front of him was about to disappear.
"Bernadette."
Just when Angel thought the other party would not answer, a gentle voice with only a hint of emotion came to his ear.
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After the commotion caused by Audrey's golden retriever ended, Angel accompanied the nobles to visit the remaining exhibition areas. With the security guards' relieved farewells, they left the museum and returned to the streets as night fell.
The psychological pressure caused by the High-Sequence Beyonder who called herself "Bernadette" continued to exist on Angel, so much so that she remained uninterested in the second half of the tour. Even receiving the "pharmacist" formula reward from Viscount Gralint could not help her recover.
Of course, after quietly opening the envelope on the return carriage and discovering a full 400 pounds inside, the joy of the extra gain diluted her worries. Not to mention that Gralint also invited Angel to frequently attend this small occult gathering, allowing her to avoid the expense of buying new clothes at the salon, which really saved her not-so-rich wallet.
By hiring a carriage and taking the subway to the East District, and after getting lost several times, Angel finally arrived at his safe house.
She was afraid of being tracked by the mysterious Bernadette, so she didn't even dare to go back to Red Rose Street directly. Instead, she decided to sleep in a safe house for the night.
Looking at the brass key that had caused him to lose his way many times and was even described by a High-Sequence Beyonder as "dangerously cursed," Angel once again began to doubt his choice.
Could it be that Father Utravsky had some ulterior motive in offering this key as a reward? But his devout demeanor, his desperate attempt to completely sever ties with his past self, didn't seem fake. Could it be that even he himself wasn't aware of the hidden dangers of the "Master Key"?
Playing with the brass key in his hand, which looked no different from an ordinary key, Angel recalled his meeting with "Bernadette" in the museum tonight.
The opponent's methods and the powerful oppressive force clearly showed that she was a High-Sequence Beyonder. Considering that Emperor Roselle was once a believer in the God of Steam and Machinery, and the exhibition was also organized by the church, the woman was likely a member of the Mechanical Heart.
And her name is Bernadette, the same name as Roselle's eldest daughter. Could it be...
Angel thought that high-sequence strongmen would have longer lifespans than ordinary people, and he suspected that the "Bernadette" with long chestnut hair and avant-garde clothing was the eldest daughter of Roselle, Bernadette Gustave, mentioned by the tour guide at the exhibition.
But why did she isolate me in an unknown space and question me at her father's memorial exhibition, and then let me go without saying a few words?
Was it just to ask about the diary, or maybe because he saw the secret holy emblem on my hand and thought I was the goddess's favored one, he just wanted to say hello to me?
And according to the time when Russell's children were born, she should be... close to 200 years old?
Feeling his scalp tingling, Angel didn't dare to think any further.
Originally, Angel planned to use the magic mirror to try to divine the true identity of "Bernadette", but the more she analyzed, the more she dared not to divine. The other party was a powerful high-sequence being, and it would be difficult for her, a Sequence 7, to divine any useful information, and it would be easy for the other party to discover her.
Ms. Lola, the Sequence 6 "Pleasure Witch," now dares not even use the magic mirror for divination simply because she offended a powerful being. It's best not to take any risks...
But besides this chestnut-haired lady, there is another matter that needs divination.
Placing the "Master Key" under the magic mirror, Angel gently stroked the mirror and silently recited the divination:
"Mirror, mirror, tell me the origin of this key."
The magic mirror rippled like the surface of water, and a flash of scarlet flashed inside, followed by a hint of darkness, before finally stopping at the scene inside a house.
A young man in a black robe stood in front of a long table filled with iron pots, glass jars, and notebooks. He held a bottle of potion in his hand and murmured solemnly:
"Ancestors, I am about to embark on the path of transcendence. I will restore the glory of the Abraham family!"
He raised his head and hands and drank the bottle of potion. The muscles on his face twisted and revealed a painful expression.
But then, he stopped behaving normally after taking the potion, fell to the ground screaming, struggled continuously, scratched his chest, and finally strangled himself.
With a loud "bang", the man, whose flesh was almost torn apart and turned into a monster covered in blood, exploded suddenly, spilling flesh and blood all over the room. Each piece of flesh and blood that was separated from the body seemed to have its own thoughts, constantly climbing outwards, leaving traces of corrosion.
But the room had no windows and the door was tightly closed, so in the end, all this flesh and blood was unable to leave and instead fell into silence.
Looking at this bloody scene, Angel felt a sense of familiarity. It was similar to the scene when she first woke up in this world. It was obvious that the man who claimed to revive the "Abraham Family" lost control immediately after taking the potion.
The image in the mirror still remained in the dilapidated house. The bits of light condensed and eventually turned into a simple brass key.
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