Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 120 Unusual Diary Collection

On the Golden Dream, in just two minutes and 40 seconds, the conference room was already full of treasures and treasures found in the past few months. Some extraordinary items that were stored in a special way and couldn’t fit in the room had to be put into the captain’s cabin There.

Of course, 50% of it was contributed by the deputy and Danitz's savings.

Danitz's last legacy left on the ship was tragically mishaps.

Yager, on the other hand, sat calmly in the captain's room, which originally belonged to Vice Admiral Bingshan, and after hypocritically responding, he took over the statistics form from the trembling second officer.

Although the handwriting is a bit sloppy, the content is very rich.

"More than [-] pieces of jewelry, more than [-] extraordinary items, and the personal collection of the captain's room. Okay, Miss Edwina. Then, the transaction between us is initially completed."

After roughly reading it, he nodded to Edwina who was standing on the side.

"Thank you, sir." Edwina replied insincerely and with difficulty.

Outside the window, the sailors who had finished moving their belongings quickly moved on to the next topic, for example, wrapping the railings of the ship that were originally clean with seaweed and the like
This made Lieutenant Admiral Bingshan, who always wanted the ship to be clean, depressed for a while.

Of course, what is even more depressing is her offshore wind review that is about to be completely ruined.

Starting today, I am afraid that no pirate will dare to cooperate with her...

How could a genuine demigod of the Church of Evernight get so mixed up that he wanted to set up a robbery at sea? !
Backlund's church can't afford the wages! !
She looked at Jagel with a hint of collapse in her blue eyes.

On the other hand, Jager didn't care about her thoughts, and was content to look through Admiral Iceberg's collection for many years in the captain's cabin, or, in other words, his new collection.

In the small room, the collection can be said to be exquisite.Except for a few ornaments, it is mainly on the huge bookshelves that stand on both sides of the room.

Books in various covers are crowded together, filling all the space.

Not surprisingly, the occupant of this room will be a follower of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

During the observation, he excitedly pulled out a dozen papers that seemed to be carefully stored in the file folder.

"That's Emperor Roselle's diary." Edwina stepped forward to explain, and the hands that couldn't stop rubbing under the sleeves showed her worry when the treasured books were being read by strange people.

Roselle's diary?
Yagel raised an eyebrow.

Isn't this the diary he never started looking for?

He decisively opened the cover, picked out one of the pages, and saw the inexplicably familiar square text on it up to the light.

"March [-]th, damn, the food here makes me almost constipated!"

"On March [-]th, were Intis's wives so open? Did I fuck her, or did she fuck me? It always feels a little weird."

"March 22, it's time to choose a faith. One side is the Church of the Eternal Sun, and the other side is the Church of Artisans."

"There is no doubt about my choice, I praise you, God of Myriad Opportunities!"

"One day, I will let the Artisan Church be renamed Mechanicus."

The tentacle monster immediately paused in doubt.

"?"

".what?"

This is Emperor Roselle? !That Russell whose motto is pervasive?

You played pretty well in your early years!
"Constipation after eating fast", are you also a foreigner?

Jager was frozen for two seconds by the unimaginable and unimaginable content, and then couldn't help but glanced again, and was once again irritated by the "strange reaction of Ms. Intis' husband" recorded on the next page.

"On April [-]th, Countess Valinan invited me to an intimate salon, and she told me that Lady Julia would also attend."

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

"I have fantasized about her appearance on the bed for a long time, and I hope her husband, Mr. Viscount Deleon, will not mind."

Excuse me, is it appropriate for you to write such useless information in the diary of a famous emperor? !
I even wrote a typo, which is "mind", thank you.

It's time to change the name to Roselle's Peachy Notes!
He quickly flipped through five or six pages of meaningless notes, the corners of his mouth twitching, and he didn't know why Lieutenant General Bingshan's collection was full of such meaningless information.

Most of the interest he had just brought up in the notes disappeared.

No, Roselle just wrote this stuff?Fools just look at this stuff?

You are not serious!

There was deep puzzlement in his eyes.

However, it would be too arbitrary to judge that Roselle's diary is completely useless... although it does seem to be useless.

But it is foreseeable that Roselle will mention some things related to the Fifth Epoch. As long as you search carefully enough, you can still find some important information... right?

It's a pity that the fifth era is not one of the histories he is interested in.

The account of the Apostle of the Moon skips this paragraph entirely.

"Can you... understand these words?" Seeing his movements, Edwina next to him keenly noticed the abnormality, and couldn't help asking.

Jagel shook his head casually: "Writing is not an obstacle."

This immediately caused Edwina to slightly widen her eyes in disbelief, her expression showing a gaffe she had never seen before, allowing people to get a glimpse of the ups and downs in her heart.

'Writing is not an obstacle means that he can really understand it? ! '

Her blue pupils quivered as thoughts raced through her mind.

'Then is he really from the Church of Evernight?Although he didn't do anything to them, this shows that he may indeed be a friendly force...'

'But he could understand Roselle's diary, but he didn't translate it for the Church of Evernight?This is so queer! '

'This is knowledge that a demigod should not have alone. '

'What's more, is the text not limited to one language?Can he understand all languages?This must be a lie! '

' Or is it because he's actually...he? '

This huge amount of information made the fear in Edwina's eyes more and more uncontrollable.

After all, being able to understand Roselle's diary is unusual in this world.

On the other side, after flipping through it twice, Yagel frowned and put down the diary, not paying special attention to the reaction of it and Edwina.

As for words?

This may be one of his past talents.

Since arriving in the world, he has not encountered a language he cannot understand.

This made him not care about the weird familiarity of the square text and the expression of Lieutenant General Iceberg.Anyway, the Healing Church is in English, not these words, isn't it?
He put Roselle's diary back on the bookshelf, and was going to talk to the Fool about it in detail when the Tarot Society was held.

Thinking about it, Mister Fool will not be very happy.

"." Beside, Edwina seemed to want to ask something, but she had to hesitate to speak.A little blush appeared on the originally fair face.

However, at this moment, an event that all members were reluctant to see quietly came.

There was a sudden commotion on the deck, and the sailor standing on the observation deck at the top of the mast grabbed the pole, slid down from top to bottom, and fell to the outside of the captain's cabin and shouted:

"Captain! There seems to be a ship approaching in the distance!"

The people in the room looked at each other, their expressions suddenly changed.

The first mate Bruce, who was standing by the door, immediately asked in a deep voice, "Can you see whose ship it is? A merchant ship or a pirate?"

"Not sure! Too far away to see the flag."

"However, judging from the size and color, it is definitely not a merchant ship, and it even looks more like—"

"A certain pirate general's!"

The sound caused an echo in the silent space.

The first mate, Bruce, Edwina, and even Jodsen, who was standing in the corner and followed, all turned pale.

no?They wouldn't really be forced to be pirate spies, would they?
Facts are clearly answering "yes".

The action was interrupted, and the young man in the room could only lightly toss the other "Grossel's Travel Notes" with a particularly familiar smell, and handed it to the courier who was leaning out.

"Miss Edwards, do you mind if I take this book first? It looks very interesting."

"And, exactly."

"Everyone dress up a bit, act out the anxiety of a shipwreck, don't scare people away, understand?"

Yager politely made a "please" gesture and pointed to the outside of the captain's room.

Clearly, he wasn't expecting rejection.

(End of this chapter)