'My father's diary? The Angel of Secrets understands this language?' Bernadette was slightly taken aback. Alongside her surprise, curiosity also appeared on her face.
As Roselle's daughter, Bernadette was naturally curious about what her father had written in his diaries. She had spent a lot of time researching them.
Unfortunately, without anyone to teach her and lacking sufficient samples, Bernadette couldn't comprehend the Chinese language on her own. Even after many years of research, she couldn't figure out what the diaries contained.
Now, hearing that Lynn was actually going to read Roselle's diary to her, Bernadette felt a surge of anticipation after a brief moment of shock.
It was like a child who always believed their father was a great hero, eager to hear stories of his heroic deeds. Normally, such a child wouldn't think that their father had some... less than dignified sides, and that he had written all of them in his diary.
Lynn noticed Bernadette's anticipation but didn't give her any prior warning. He simply smiled slightly and produced a stack of Roselle's diaries from who knows where, spreading them out on the table methodically as he said:
"Because there is no complete, circulating version of your father's diaries, only scattered transcriptions, I will read some of the entries I've collected today. If you have any of Roselle's diaries, you can bring them over, and I will choose some parts to read to you."
"I do have a lot of these diaries. If you're willing to explain them to me, I would be very grateful." Bernadette quickly said. As Roselle's daughter, she had indeed collected many of his diaries, especially the most important parts, including many of Roselle's original drafts.
'But only reading parts of them to me... does that mean I can't know all the contents of the diaries?' Bernadette pursed her lips, feeling a bit regretful. However, she didn't dare to voice any objections. A near-divine being willing to read the diaries to her was already a great favor. Objecting would seem ungrateful.
Bernadette knew very well that beings like gods, no matter how gentle they appeared, could not truly be described as benevolent due to their divine nature.
That's why people always said, never question the majesty of the gods, and never believe in their kindness.
Lynn picked up one of the diary pages. He cleared his throat and, with a composed expression, began reading in a slow, deliberate tone:
"March 6th, Dammit, I'm almost constipated from eating the food here!"
Bernadette was suddenly stunned. Just moments ago, she was full of expectation, but now she looked at Lynn in disbelief. Her expression clearly showed that she was doubting whether she had heard correctly.
However, Lynn's unchanged expression told Bernadette that she had not misheard, and he had not read it wrong. This was indeed what was written in Roselle's diary.
'But... but how could father write such things? Although it seems reasonable for a diary, using a secret language to record this kind of stuff...' Bernadette felt a mix of shock, confusion, and a bit of "Have my years of research been for nothing?" self-doubt.
Lynn, holding back his laughter, continued to read more of Roselle's carefully selected, less provocative diary entries:
"March 17th, are Intis women all this forward? Did I... did I bed her, or did she bed me? It feels a little strange."*
"Crash—"
The sound of a cup shattering was particularly loud at this moment. Bernadette no longer had the mind to clean up the ceramic shards and coffee stains. She stared intently at the diary page in Lynn's hand, her gaze so intense it seemed like it could burn a hole through it.
Clearly, Bernadette never imagined that her father would record such things in his diary.
At this moment, Bernadette even felt a fleeting impulse to disown her father.
But this impulse passed quickly, yet it reflected her current feelings. Although Bernadette knew about her father's flirtatious nature and many lovers, she never thought he would write about such things in his diary, and that these diaries would be transcribed and widely spread...
Even knowing that these special characters might not be understood by many people other than her father, Bernadette still felt a strong urge to scream.
Especially since the one reading the diary to her was a being suspected of divinity... Bernadette used all her strength to resist the urge to cover her face with her hands.
At this moment, Lynn stopped reading and looked at Bernadette's hand holding the ceramic shards. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Do you want to clean up these shards first?"
Theoretically, these shards couldn't hurt a Sequence 3 Beyonder, but it still didn't look good.
However... Lynn was quite satisfied with Bernadette's reactions, secretly using his crafted skills to record them, planning to show them to Roselle later.
"Sorry, I lost my composure." Bernadette took a deep breath, suppressing her explosive emotions. She spent a few seconds cleaning up the shards and coffee stains—more accurately, Bernadette's actions resembled "destroying evidence," showing that she might have imagined the shards as the Emperor himself.
"Do you want me to continue reading the other diary entries?" After Bernadette finished cleaning up, Lynn asked in a gentle tone. The diary entries he had chosen were already very mild. If he really wanted to choose provocative ones, aside from "the taste of a Demoness still isn't bad," there were some parts that might not be suitable for reading aloud.
Roselle really dared to write anything in his diary, making Lynn feel a bit impressed. The Emperor was truly bold, not worrying about social death, even though his later diary entries seemed intended for future transmigrators.
Of course, it could also be because Roselle had already gone mad by then, completely forgetting about this.
"Please continue reading my father's diary. I want to know what else is written in them," Bernadette said solemnly. At this moment, her seriousness had a different reason than before.
*TN: This one seemed more funny then the original so I kept it.
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