Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Bernadette frowned slightly and asked:

"Extremely high-level pollution? Does it involve things above the sequence?"

Isn't this good news? From the pollution above the sequence, even if he is already the Black Emperor, he is likely to be contaminated. Even, is he already contaminated, so that's why he has never been resurrected?

Renekton nodded slightly, confirming Bernadette's question. He leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, and said with a sigh in his voice:

"The pollution there belongs to the primordial moon."

"Original Moon?"

"He is the incarnation of someone in the starry sky? Is this why almost all good gods and evil gods are hostile to him? Also hostile to all good gods and evil gods is the Mother Tree of Desire that the Rose School of Thought believes in?"

Bernadette didn't seem to be that concerned about the news about her old father, and instead asked for information about the original moon and the Mother Tree of Desire.

Renekton nodded slightly, then picked up the coffee on the table and took another sip, waiting for Bernadette's next question.

After pondering for a moment, Bernadette asked in a low voice:

"Can the 'Demon of Knowledge' solve the pollution from the original moon?"

"'The Demon of Knowledge'?"

Renekton rubbed his chin and muttered for a moment before saying:

"It should be possible, but the Wilderness of Knowledge is still sealed, and the characteristics of the Perfect One are also in Steam. He will not appear at all in a short period of time."

"Seal?" Bernadette was confused, and then asked:

"What do you think?"

Renekton glanced at Bernadette in surprise. He didn't expect that she would ask him so directly. He answered almost without thinking:

"The True Creator, if He can regain his sanity and get back the first blasphemous tablet, He who controls the Sea of ​​Chaos can solve the pollution of the original moon."

"Or the Fool, who can also solve the pollution of the original moon after taking back his authority."

“What authority does the Fool need to reclaim?”

Bernadette asked further.

Not considering the true Creator? His popularity in this world is really bad. He sighed in his heart, and Renekton responded with a chuckle:

"Mr. Men, Amon, Antigonus and Zaratul."

"." Bernadette was silent for a moment. She even felt that this was more difficult than helping the True Creator regain his sanity and obtain the first blasphemous slate.

Future, captain's room.

Cattleya looked slightly uneasy and sat in front of a table with nautical charts. She also held a round-bellied pen in her right hand. Next to it was a piece of white paper that had been scribbled on repeatedly. She seemed to be considering the words to write. letters.

My act of directly revealing the news to the Queen may arouse the anger of Mr. Fool. The anger from a great being is definitely not something I can bear.

I hope the crew on the Future will not be implicated. Perhaps, I need to make some preparations for possible changes.

Cattleya frowned and fell into deep thought. She had no regrets about telling part of the information to the Queen of Mystery without her permission, but she was just worried that the resulting anger would spread to the Future.

As soon as she started to lift the pen, her inspiration was suddenly touched. She quickly stood up and looked at the bay window to the side.

There was an influx of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people. This light had no entity and seemed to be composed of streams of complex information.

After pouring into Cattleya's captain's room, these lights quickly shrank and condensed, reorganizing Bernadette's body from the complex and pure knowledge.

Cattleya was stunned for a moment when she saw the familiar figure in front of her. She even felt that this scene was a bit unreal. Her thoughts seemed to go back to a long time ago, recalling the words that she could never forget:

"Leave, your destiny is not with me."

Bernadette looked at the dazed Cattleya in front of her and chuckled at her, nodded, slowly approached, and said:

"You've grown a lot."

"Queen! 伱. Have you been promoted to a sage?"

Cattleya pursed her lips. The question that had been lingering on her lips turned into a simple question with some concern after blurting out.

Bernadette replied gently:

"Yes, I was involved in the previous Backlund smog incident."

"The Backlund Great Smog Incident? Wasn't that a tragedy caused by a despairing witch? There was also a high-level power involved?"

Cattleya asked with some confusion. This was far from the news she had learned.

"The Witch of Despair? She is just a part of it. That incident was caused by the Witch Sect, the Loen Royal Family and the Aurora Society. The purpose should be to cover up certain traces."

"Their actions were successful. The three major churches in Backlund have not found any problems so far."

Bernadette said without any fluctuation in her voice.

Cattleya frowned slightly. She could probably guess that the Queen of Mystery was involved in that incident and successfully solved the part involving the true creator or the original witch. This must be quite dangerous, and she might even be resented or even revenged.

After pondering for a moment, she asked again:

"It sounds like that incident hasn't really ended yet?"

"The superficial problem has been solved. As for the deeper problem, it depends on whether the three major churches can find anything."

Bernadette spoke indifferently, and at the same time summoned an invisible servant from behind. The servant held a bound book in his hand.

She reached out to take the book from the invisible servant's hand, lightly rubbed the cover with her fingertips twice, and then handed it to Cattleya in front of her.

"This is it?" Cattleya reached out and took it, looking at Bernadette with doubtful eyes.

"Diary, his diary."

"The 'Fool' is collecting these diaries, and I want to know more about him."

Bernadette did not directly call Russell's father, nor did she use him to refer to him.

Cattleya opened her mouth slightly, then closed it quickly. She originally wanted to ask the other party how he knew this, but she quickly understood after thinking of the letter she had written before. The Queen had already gone to see Al, and after getting some information You just came to me. This should be something Mr. Fool has already acquiesced to.

"Queen, me."

"You have made great progress over the years. Although you are still immature, you can already be regarded as a person in your own right."

"After some time, you come to Rasha. I have something to give you. After that, I will go to the Misty Sea to find a primitive island."

Bernadette's voice seemed a little low, as if she didn't know whether this was the right choice. He told me this because he hoped that I could find the primitive island. Why did he think that I could find both the Eternal Sun Church and the Steam Church? Where to find it.

As her thoughts spread, her entire body suddenly became blurred and decomposed into streams of complex knowledge, turning into a pure information flow creature that surged away from the Future Ship like a torrent.

"I can."

Cattleya was stunned as she looked at the place where Bernadette's figure disappeared. She wanted to ask if she could follow her to the Sea of ​​Mist, but in the end she couldn't say it.

She pursed her lips in annoyance, then sat back down in her seat, opened the bound diary in her hand and read it.