aircannonsinc Chapter 118 Roselle, Don't Blame Me
Chapter 118 Roselle, Don't Blame Me
Do you still have Emperor Roselle's notes?
Lorne sipped his beer, thinking this was probably the "lucky one's" power at work. He swirled his glass: "The party's about to start, how about we wait a bit—"
"You have to pay a handling fee when you buy at a party, and both the buyer and seller have to pay it," Alger interrupted, his rough fingers tapping a rhythm on the wooden bar counter.
This guy is shrewd... Lorne glanced sideways at the other's slightly rough skin.
Most of the followers of the Lord of Storms are hot-tempered and unreasonable people, especially at sea... This guy doesn't seem like it.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of Edwina.
Could he also be a believer in the god of knowledge and wisdom?
"Is 'Flame' not here this time?" Alger asked casually, glancing at Lorne out of the corner of his eye.
"He'll come after the party." Lorne didn't intend to say too much about the topic; he picked up his glass and downed the liquid in one gulp.
"Alright, I do have the notes of Emperor Roselle that you mentioned."
"That took me a long time to collect and compile."
Are you interested?
"Yes." Alger did not deny it, because collecting Roselle's diary had become a daily habit of his because of the Tarot Society.
Whenever there is an extraordinary gathering, he pays special attention to that aspect.
Moreover, Mr. Fool was quite satisfied with his last diary entry... He clearly remembered that at that Tarot meeting, Mr. Fool was even briefly taken aback when he saw the Russell diary he had submitted.
Although it was only for a brief moment, Alger still managed to capture it keenly.
Those few pages of Russell's diary must be very special, so special that they could surprise even Mr. Fool.
Thinking of this, Alger glanced at Lorne a few more times. In his opinion, although he didn't know how Lorne got involved with Danitz, he was certain that Lorne was definitely not the kind of person who would venture out to sea.
He's probably a rich young master from a wealthy family who yearns for adventure at sea, so he gave up his comfortable life and came to the sea.
He'd seen plenty of people like that courting death over the years.
However, only someone like this would waste precious time and resources studying Emperor Roselle.
"I never expected to find a Russell enthusiast like you at sea," Lorne remarked.
Through his observations at sea over the past few days, he discovered that apart from the crew of the Golden Dream, very few sailors were interested in documents, let alone simplified Chinese characters that they couldn't decipher.
People like Alger can be considered truly unconventional.
"I have long admired Emperor Roselle," Alger lied nonchalantly.
"Looks like we're kindred spirits." Lorne also adopted an expression of having met someone with similar interests.
"Hahaha…"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Lorne didn't have any particular thoughts about the other party's refusal to pay the handling fee; he himself didn't want to pay it either.
In a harmonious atmosphere, the two successfully reached the deal.
After confirming that his spiritual intuition had not been triggered, Lorne followed Alger and left the bar before the party began.
Without any unnecessary words, the two exchanged money and goods, completing the transaction in a swift motion.
Looking at the extra ten pounds in income, Lorne was in a good mood.
At the subsequent gathering, he successfully sold the "Diviner" recipe and purchased several "Sailor" pathway charms and some specially made mystical shotgun shells to replenish the ammunition for the Ripper 1.
……
"On July 21, I had basically taken control of the army, but it will take more time to completely eliminate the influence of the Soren family."
Damn it! I've been under so much stress lately because of all this.
But hey, I also have ways to relieve stress...
Princess Soren tastes delicious!
"Was it written a little too lewdly... Oh well, Rosell isn't exactly a gentleman either."
By the dim light, Lorne held a pen in his left hand and wrote down Roselle's handwritten diary word by word.
In the past few days, he has successfully disseminated these works through numerous extraordinary gatherings, both large and small.
Although there weren't any big clients like the one who bought several pages at once, we still managed to sell quite a few more.
After finishing a page, Lorne took it up to the light and examined it carefully.
Hmm...it looks very real. Even if someone could understand its contents, they wouldn't be able to tell it's a fake.
"However, I suddenly feel a little guilty about making up about Roselle like this..."
"Roselle... no, senior, I respectfully address you as senior, please don't blame me in heaven."
"I just want to make some money..."
"The younger generation is short of money, there's nothing we can do about it."
"You're the one to blame for blocking the path for us time travelers."
"If I have the chance in the future, I'll try to go to Intis and burn some incense for you."
After muttering to himself for a while, Lorne felt much better and picked up his pen again to write something new.
……
"I wrote a few more pages; these should be worth about ten pounds."
"At least I earned back my travel expenses."
Looking at the manuscript in front of him, Lorne began to plan his next steps.
He plans to spend some time in Bayam in the near future to see if he can find some useful and extraordinary items.
In his opinion, the current setup of one "Phantom" and one shotgun is still not secure enough.
Even with his enhanced physique, he was still considered utterly powerless by other extraordinary individuals.
"Lucky Guy" has almost no means of attack. Can you believe it? It's already at Sequence 7, but "Monster" still doesn't have any active skills.
Lorne had absolutely no idea what the point of this path was. It was one thing to have no attack skills, but even if it was purely a support skill, you should at least give it an active skill. What was the use of just passive buffs?
"If this were a game, the game designer would probably be furious."
"Hopefully, Sequence Six will have some attack methods, wait... this seems to be the third time I've said this."
Thinking about the promotion, Lorne thought of Roy King again. He always felt that Roy King's attitude towards him was strange, with a sense of ambiguity.
"It's impossible that he's afraid I'll lick his bag!" Lorne chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Never mind, I'll just keep writing in my diary."
……
Fate is wondrous.
Lorne, who clearly wrote extensively about Roselle's romantic affairs, was unaware that...
There are other forces at sea that are constantly watching everything related to Russell.
"This is his diary..." In an elegantly decorated cabin, a woman with chestnut hair held a newly acquired page of the "diary," her fingers trembling slightly involuntarily.
"Never seen anything like it before..."
She was somewhat surprised, as she had seen almost all of Russell's diaries. But she had no recollection of this particular page.
"It's not fake."
Although she couldn't understand the text, she could sense through her special spiritual intuition that it was definitely not some hastily made gibberish.
"No, that's not right, this is newly written!"
"Someone has deciphered his diary!"