The night was dark, the clouds obscured the moon, and the Backlund Bridge was shrouded in darkness.

Klein had just been "teleported" here, and before he had time to look around, he saw green pea vines falling from the sky, covering the surrounding area like a rainstorm.

They entwined and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, with layer upon layer of trees stacked up, with the top nowhere to be seen.

Klein released his right hand from the top hat and walked upwards along the path formed by the vines with familiarity.

Not long after, he saw the natural swing formed by green plants, and also saw the "mysterious queen" Bernadette standing next to the swing.

The eldest daughter of Emperor Roselle had long chestnut hair and wore a blouse with a lace flower bow tie, a knee-length gray skirt, a pair of long leather boots, and a soft hat with fine black gauze hanging down.

"You have grown much faster than I expected." The figure of Gehrman Sparrow was reflected in Bernadette's blue eyes hidden behind the black veil.

Klein responded without any change in expression:

"Praise Mr. Fool."

While saying this, he complained in his heart:

This is called self-improvement. It is better to rely on yourself than on others!

The Mysterious Queen nodded slightly and said in a soft but emotionless voice:

"I know why you want to see me."

Without waiting for Klein to speak, she tilted her head slightly, glanced at the vine swing next to her, and said in a calm lake-like tone that concealed countless undercurrents:

"I feel like he hasn't really, completely fallen."

...You mean, do you think Emperor Roselle is not completely dead? He is still alive somewhere in this world, and there is still a chance for him to return? Klein didn't expect to hear such straightforward and explosive words at the beginning. Although he controlled his expression well, he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

At the same time, he noticed that Bernadette used "he" instead of "" to describe Emperor Roselle. Whether it was the ancient Feysac language used by the two in their current conversation, or the daily Loen language or Intis language, these were two completely different words.

This shows that in the heart of the Mysterious Queen, Emperor Roselle is not an angel, but a father... Klein calmed down and asked carefully:

“Why do you feel this way?”

Bernadette withdrew her gaze from the vine swing and said in a soft voice:

“Although the last stage of his life was crazy and radical, nothing was left unplanned. I believe he must have made some preparations for himself.

"You should know that in his later years, he tried to cross the path and impact the vacant 'Black Emperor' throne, and this required the construction of nine pyramid-shaped secret mausoleums.

"After he died in the White Maple Palace, the Church of the Eternal Sun and the Church of Steam worked together to find eight such mausoleums and destroyed them one by one. However, the ninth mausoleum has never been found, and no one knows where it is hidden.

"If he has become the 'Black Emperor', then he can definitely wake up and return from this mausoleum. If he fails, I think there may be a possibility of resurrection..."

Bernadette's voice became softer and softer, until in the end, it was so faint that it was difficult to distinguish.

You’re not that confident... It’s more of an expectation and hope... Klein sighed after hearing this.

Suddenly, he remembered what Nast, the "King of the Five Seas", had said:

Emperor Roselle liked to stand in front of a row of French windows and look to the west.

From Roselle's diary, Klein knew that in the foggy sea west of Intis, he had discovered the entrance to the abyss and a primitive island. He thought that the place was full of strange things and worth exploring.

Could it be that... Emperor Roselle built the last secret mausoleum in the abyss, or on that primitive island? Klein pondered for a while, then curled his lips and said:

"You seem to know a lot about the 'Black Emperor' pathway."

He suspected that Emperor Roselle left a "Black Emperor" card as a bookmark and used Bernadette's ancient Feysac name as the opening spell. Part of his idea was to inform his daughter of the corresponding ceremony. As a result, Bernadette seemed to have obtained this information from other channels.

The lips of the "Mysterious Queen" that were not covered by the veil had a subtle curve:

"I have been investigating this matter for over a hundred years, and in order to find out the details, I have received the knowledge indoctrination of the 'Hidden Sage'.

"It can be seen that you, and Mr. Fool behind you, also have a deep understanding of this... I have always been curious, why are you so interested in his affairs?"

Judging from the current situation, if we really talk about seniority, you have to call me uncle... The emperor and I may have been "roommates" for many years... Klein used a sarcastic way to ease the gloomy mood in his heart, and replied in a flat tone:

"You can ask Mr. Fool this question."

He had no intention of telling Bernadette now that the Ninth Secret Tomb was probably somewhere in the Misty Sea, probably in that pristine island or abyss. It would be better and more appropriate for The Fool to answer this question.

The Mysterious Queen was not surprised by Gehrman Sparrow's response and turned her gaze to the west, to a place far away.

Although he couldn't see Bernadette's eyes, Klein could vaguely feel that this lady was looking at the place where she lived as a child, the home of her spirit and soul, and the hometown she could no longer return to.

At this moment, among the green vines and the deep black, there are many subtle emotions and dreams hidden in the heart, fermenting little by little.

In just a few seconds, the "Mysterious Queen" withdrew her gaze and spoke softly:

"When my affairs in Backlund are concluded, I will give a few pages of my diary to Cattleya and ask her to ask this question for me."

"Why not ask next week?" Klein did not hide his doubts.

Bernadette replied calmly:

“I feel like the answer will affect my mood, and a bad mood will lead to my failure.”

A bad mood would lead to failure? What was so demanding? A battle with a demigod in the spiritual realm? Or, after she had resolved some of her mental problems, she was confident that she could reach the angel level? Klein nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any further questions.

This involves the other party's secrets. If it is not necessary, it is best not to ask.

The "Mysterious Queen" then said:

"When he wrote one of those pages, I sat across from him and wanted him to teach me how to interpret and depict the symbols. He refused and just ruffled my hair. By then, I was already an adult...

"I can see that when he wrote that page in his diary, he was a little worried, a little embarrassed, and a little afraid. In the end, he said something to me, saying that if I could really become a big figure in the mysterious world in the future as Zaratul predicted, I must remember to be careful of the 'audience.'"

Be careful of the "audience"... Klein couldn't help but repeat Roselle's reminder in his mind.

He believed that the Great Emperor would not be referring to all the extraordinary people in the "audience" path, but must be referring to a special existence, or a special thing, or both.

Emperor Roselle is a member of that ancient secret organization... The founder and leader of that ancient secret organization is... Klein's eyelids twitched slightly. He didn't dare to think about it anymore, fearing that a certain existence could hear his voice.

"Perhaps there are detailed instructions on that page of the diary." He nodded, hoping to see that page of the diary as soon as possible.

"I know." Bernadette nodded.

She did not continue the topic, and was silent for two seconds before saying:

“On behalf of Cattleya, I want to thank Mr. Fool and you. Getting the blood of the Snake of Fate will be of great help to her future.

"Although the Mysticist's promotion ceremony can use the blood of mythical creatures from any path, the best choice is still the Destiny path. This will make it much easier for her to be promoted to Sequence 3."

"Why?" Klein asked with the intention of learning knowledge.

Anyway, it is impossible for a follower to understand everything, even the true God can't do it!

Bernadette's eyes were a little vacant:

"'Peeping into the secrets of fate' is another way of saying 'prophecy'. The Sequence 3 'Secret Peer' is called 'Master of Prophecy'. This is why I am in Backlund."

Because of a prophecy? Klein guessed and said with some understanding:

"Many pathways seem to have predictive relevance."

The mysterious queen raised her lips slightly and sighed softly:

"In ancient times, many extraordinary creatures thought that by combining the same abilities together, they could achieve a qualitative change and breakthrough. As a result, they all went crazy and lost control. It was not until the first 'blasphemous slate' was born that all creatures realized that balance, the balance of walking on the edge of a cliff, is the key to the path of transcendence."

So, the abilities covered by a field will be scattered across multiple paths, with the main path concentrating a large amount, and the other paths dividing the rest? Well, the opposite example is the "King of the North" Jurisian in "Groselle's Travels"... Klein fell into thought and did not ask any further questions.

After a while, the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette broke the silence:

"If you have nothing else to do, stop here today."

Klein thought for a moment and said:

"Okay, if you need any help, you can contact me through 'Admiral of the Stars'."

Bernadette nodded slightly, and her figure suddenly became transparent and turned into a pile of bubbles.

The bubbles dispersed and flew away in an instant, and the blue-black pea vines shrank and disappeared into the night.

Klein seemed to be held up by an invisible hand and landed lightly on the Backlund Bridge.

He reached out to hold down his hat and looked around. He saw houses standing on both sides of the river, with dim lights shining through. Amid the roaring river and the deep, dark night, it seemed peaceful, quiet, warm and harmonious.

“I hope all this won’t be ruined…” Klein sighed, and his figure quickly became transparent and faded away.