The "warm" interaction between Roselle and his daughter didn't last long, mainly because while Roselle himself was shameless, Bernadette was still a well-mannered lady. Although her initial impulse made her chase her father and beat him up, after venting her emotions, Bernadette returned to her original, very ladylike demeanor.
—Yes, if you ignore Roselle's bruised and swollen face, Bernadette still looked very ladylike and had the demeanor of a Queen Mystic at that moment.
"Roselle, although your character is questionable, you are undoubtedly an excellent father. I, the Angel of Secrets, am willing to call you the best."
Even Lynn couldn't help but give Roselle a thumbs-up at this moment. Given Bernadette's strength, it was naturally impossible for her to beat up the Sequence 0 Roselle so severely. The reason it appeared this way was clearly because someone chose to go easy and even deliberately cooperated with Bernadette to let her vent her emotions.
Although Lynn knew very well that Roselle's bruised and swollen face was entirely intentional, Bernadette herself shouldn't have been that forceful.
"What do you mean, my character is questionable?" Roselle looked at Lynn with dissatisfaction, appearing very clueless.
In this respect, one had to say that Roselle and Lynn probably had a lot in common.
"Heh." In response, Lynn just smiled without any explanation, his attitude clear.
Seeing this, Roselle couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Lynn didn't care about Roselle's muttering. After all, the more Roselle complained now, the less psychological burden Lynn would have when he harassed him later. Lynn just smiled as he looked at the elder and the younger before him, saying, "Do you feel better now?"
"Tsk—" Hearing this, Roselle immediately pouted, but the action pulled at his wound, making him take a sharp breath.
If he hadn't initially understood Lynn's intention, by now Roselle actually understood what Lynn wanted to do.
Of course, this didn't stop Roselle from wanting to hang Lynn up and beat him.
After all, this guy was really too much.
"Thank you very much, Your Grace." Bernadette said with a very serious tone, respectful yet somewhat embarrassed. "Sorry for losing my composure in front of you again."
She hadn't felt anything wrong when she was angry, but now that she had calmed down, Bernadette belatedly realized what she had done: she had beaten her father in front of a being who might be an ancient god.
Even though this event was driven by the other party, it was still too stimulating for Bernadette.
"No need to apologize. I don't see it as losing composure. Occasionally venting emotions isn't a bad thing." Lynn said with a gentle smile. He then picked up Roselle's diary, which had been thrown on the ground when Roselle tried to escape, lightly patted it, and said, "Shall we continue?"
Roselle's expression froze instantly. His handsome, swollen face couldn't maintain its cool demeanor. He almost gritted his teeth as he took the remaining diary from Lynn's hand, but then he was stunned.
Because Roselle found that the next entry in the diary didn't contain any harassment, but was a very serious record of his dealings with Zaratul.
Has this guy changed?
Roselle gave Lynn a suspicious look. This time, he read it very smoothly. And after finishing this entry, he glanced at the following diary and found it to be another serious one. Roselle couldn't help but flip through several more pages, surprised to find that the subsequent diaries were also mostly serious with little harassment.
"You..." Roselle looked at Lynn almost in shock, wondering if the diary in his hand was the wrong one.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not as bad as you think. After all, this is a warm father-daughter reunion. I didn't plan on making you two turn against each other." Lynn glanced at him lightly, smiling.
He indeed hadn't prepared too many harassment diaries. After all, harassment has a threshold. If you harass them too much at once, there won't be anything left for later.
Shearing the sheep should be a sustainable development, at the very least sustainable exhaustion. Lynn understood this principle.
"Why are you being this good..." Roselle muttered, flipping through the diary in his hand a few more times and finally admitting that he might have misunderstood the other party.
Lynn... might actually be a good person?
Roselle thought so, but then he shivered involuntarily.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
There must be some conspiracy!
Roselle firmly warned himself in his heart, then leisurely finished reading the remaining diaries for Bernadette. This series of serious entries made Bernadette's expression soften, clearly improving her view of her father.
'It seems that not all of Dad's diaries record scandalous events; there are still many serious things...' Bernadette consoled herself in her heart, finally preserving her last bit of filter for her father.
"Alright, since the diaries are finished, now it's time for some private father-daughter time."
At this moment, Lynn gently clapped his hands, and his figure gradually faded as if the transparency was being adjusted. "Have a good chat. You must have many private things to say. Don't worry, I won't eavesdrop, and no one else will! If you're done talking, you can find me in the pavilion to the south."
"Enjoy your reunion!"
With the last word, Lynn's figure completely faded, leaving Roselle and his daughter looking at each other.
"Dad..." Without outsiders around, Bernadette visibly relaxed, shedding her previous restraint. She looked at Roselle and, seeing his swollen face, guiltily averted her gaze before casually asking, "How have you been all these years?"
"How to put it, it's like having a nightmare?" Roselle didn't choose to dodge this topic with Bernadette. He scratched his head and sighed, "I don't know when I'll wake up or if I ever will."
...
While Roselle and his daughter began their genuine reunion, the Angel of Secrets, who had brought the hidden audience to a quaint pavilion, poured coffee for the Fool and his larger version.
Lynn truly didn't intend to eavesdrop on Roselle and his daughter's private conversation. Harassment aside, he was still a man of principles.
(End of Chapter)
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