The secret diary of Roselle Gustav?
Emperor Roselle?
Indeed, only something like this would be worthy of the attention of a being of "The Fool"'s level... Audrey was startled at first, but then found herself not surprised at all.
It was said that Emperor Roselle had once seen the "Blasphemy Slate," and that the secret cards he created contained twenty-two pathways to godhood. This was definitely something that every high-sequence powerhouse would care about!
"Diary? That's a diary?" Alger frowned, keenly catching a detail.
"The Fool" spoke with certainty, calling Roselle Gustav's legacy a diary!
How did he know?
How could he be sure?
Had he mastered a way to decipher "Roselle's secret script"?
Facing "The Hanged Man"'s question, Klein, who had achieved the desired effect, leaned back in his chair, clasped his hands together, and replied in a relaxed tone:
"Let's temporarily regard it as a diary."
He neither denied nor confirmed it.
"It's said that Emperor Roselle's, um, diary is written in a secret script or symbols he invented himself?" Audrey had heard other nobles mention this, but had never actually seen it, so she was curious and asked.
"Yes," Alger replied simply. "Some believe it's a unique set of occult symbols, others think it's a type of pictographic writing, but to this day, no one has found the correct way to decipher it—at least, as far as I know."
Saying this, he turned to look at Klein, seemingly seeking some confirmation, or perhaps suspecting something.
That script has gone through many iterations, long since losing its original pictographic form. How could you possibly decipher it following your line of thinking... Klein thought calmly, sneering inwardly.
As for treating it as occult symbols, that reminded him of some ridiculous and amusing scenes:
An evil mage in a black hooded robe, rolling up his sleeves to reveal on his arm tattoos of symbols said to be left by Emperor Roselle, symbols of mysterious power—two large, cyan simplified Chinese characters:
"Dou Bi!"
The corners of Klein's mouth slowly lifted, his mood improving.
After listening to "The Hanged Man"'s description, Audrey said with difficulty:
"We can't read those symbols or words... So how can we relay them to you here, Mr. Fool? Or send them somewhere?"
That's indeed an important question... I don't have a way to secretly receive things yet... Klein didn't answer immediately. With his hands clasped, his thumbs separated and touched, touched and separated.
Soon, he found an idea:
Since I can create a temple and furniture here based on my own thoughts, can I have others directly imprint the contents of their minds?
Let's try...
At that moment, Audrey and Alger saw "The Fool," shrouded in thick gray fog, slowly sit up straight and say:
"Miss Justice, let's try an experiment. Imagine a piece of text and give it the urgent desire to write it down. Um, pick up the pen beside you and write it on the paper."
Before Klein's words faded, Audrey saw a piece of yellowish-brown parchment and a dark red pen appear in front of her.
Curious and puzzled, she picked up the pen and, following his instructions, imagined a line of poetry once written by Emperor Roselle:
"If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?" (Note 1)
After examining this text, she picked up the pen and gave it the intention to present it all.
Klein sensed this "emotion" and, using the "pen" as a medium, guided it.
As soon as Audrey put the pen down, she saw a line of words appear on the parchment:
"If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?"
"By the Goddess, this is amazing!" Audrey exclaimed in surprise, full of wonder.
Then, she looked at Klein with some fear:
"Mr. Fool, can you read my thoughts?"
"No, I am merely a guide, simplifying the process of writing the words into a method of imprinting. If you yourself do not wish to 'express,' nothing will be revealed." Klein said in a low, soothing voice.
"I see... So we just need to remember those symbols or secret patterns, and we can present them directly as we wish?" Audrey asked in relief, suddenly understanding.
"Yes," Klein answered briefly.
"That's a great method. Miss Justice, don't doubt your memory. As a 'Spectator,' you will see a significant improvement in this regard." Alger, who had observed the attempt, felt that "The Fool" was even more mysterious and powerful than he had imagined.
As for his own memory, he believed it would grow sufficiently with future advancement.
Audrey nodded happily:
"That's such an encouraging tip, Mr. Hanged Man. What else can you teach me about being a 'Spectator'?"
With that, she turned to look at the head of the table:
"Mr. Fool, I will do my best to complete your task and try to gather more of Emperor Roselle's secret diary."
"I've said, I like fair exchanges. The compensation I just advanced is equivalent to two pages of diary per person. If there's more, I will give additional rewards." Klein said calmly, in a tone that didn't take advantage of a child.