"Today, we are gathered here to celebrate our good friend Roselle's birthday. Let's hope in the coming days He can continue to rot away with us..."
The next day, at the Sherlock Detective Agency, Lynn stood in front of the coffee table, holding a small triangular red flag and a plastic horn in his hand, looking like a proper tour guide as he solemnly spoke.
"I get everything you're saying, but why am I the one rotting away? Shouldn't it be Klein?" Roselle grumbled, unimpressed. As a person of great wit, he naturally understood what Lynn was playing at.
"It's called 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do.' Besides, this phrase was said by you," Lynn grinned, managing to play another joke.
— There is a saying between transmigrators, "When you don't know who said a quote, it must have been Roselle."
"Tch..." Roselle clicked his tongue but didn't pursue the matter further. Instead, he asked, "When is the Evernight Goddess arriving? We've been waiting for almost half an hour now. If She isn't planning on coming, should we just leave?" His tone was filled with anticipation by the end of his sentence.
It wasn't surprising that Roselle was so excited. The reason for their gathering was that Lynn had deciphered the coordinates of the Pre-Epoch, and they could now embark on a journey to that time.
In addition to this, the Angel of Secrets was going to smuggle their friends and family to Sefirah Castle, allowing them to "transmigrate" to the current era.
How could Roselle not be thrilled?
"Why are you in such a rush? She made a deal with me long before you. If we're counting, you were the last one to join..." Lynn rolled his eyes and retorted.
"And you still have the nerve to bring that up? I haven't even called you out for pretending to be from the Time-Space Bureau when I first crossed over!" Roselle snapped. He had recently recovered some memories from the time he had just crossed over and been tricked by Lynn. "It's really despicable for a seasoned transmigrator to deceive a newbie!"
Lynn chuckled and looked at Roselle, "Are you sure I was tricking you? Silly child, have you forgotten that I'm not from this world either? Guess which world this is for me?"
Roselle's previously proud demeanor instantly faltered. He had indeed suspected that Lynn wasn't from this world, possibly a true transmigrator. The main reason was that Roselle was sure that whatever lurked behind Lynn couldn't possibly originate from this world.
Even the so-called Original Creator couldn't compare to the billions of lights shining behind Lynn. Coupled with his completely different abilities from the gods of this world, Roselle had long since deduced his transmigrator status.
In fact, it wasn't just Roselle. Medici, Sasrir, and the recently elevated Bethel had all noticed Lynn's otherworldly nature. Even Klein, after their conversation in Foggy Town, had come to a realization.
However, no one cared much about this truth. In a world as crazy and chaotic as theirs, whether someone was an outsider was irrelevant. To Medici, Klein, and the others, as long as Lynn remained the same person they knew, it didn't matter where he came from.
For Roselle, it was the same. He didn't care if Lynn was a transmigrator. As long as Lynn had saved him and could help him bring back his family, that was enough.
However, Lynn's words had sparked some doubt in Roselle, who looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You... you're not really from the Time-Space Bureau, are you?"
Lynn didn't answer but simply smiled.
"What are you two talking about?" At that moment, Klein's voice echoed through the room. The surrounding light seemed to distort as Klein's figure emerged from thin air. Along with him was a figure cloaked in a hood, revealing only a delicate and feminine face.
It was none other than the vessel of the Evernight Goddess, the former Mother of the Sky, sister to Antigonus, and now, the Evernight Church's Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, 0-17, also known as the Erasing Angel.
The consciousness driving this vessel was, of course, the Evernight Goddess herself, Amanises.
Like other gods who had used their divine kingdoms to block the cracks in reality, Amanises could not descend into this era in Her true form. She had no choice but to channel a part of Her consciousness into a divine vessel to travel to the Modern Era in this manner.
This was why the Evernight Goddess had arrived late—activating a Sealed Artifact took time.
And as a humble Nighthawk, Klein naturally had to escort his superior, which was why he appeared alongside the Evernight Goddess.
"Nothing much, just some interesting stuff," Lynn smiled, then turned to the figure of 0-17 beside Klein, curiously asking, "Are you the Evernight Goddess?"
"Hello, Lynn. You can just call me Amanises," the Evernight Goddess said warmly, with no hint of arrogance.
"Alright, Amanises. Now, we're just waiting for the last two guests..." Lynn smoothly changed his form of address. Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed that in the corner of the room, Adam had appeared out of nowhere, while the Angel of Secrets sat smiling on the couch, leisurely sipping tea.
"Well, it seems our last guests have arrived. I now declare the Modern Era Travel Group officially established!" Lynn clapped his hands, and with a flick of his wrist, a bunch of badges appeared as if by magic. He distributed them to everyone in the room.
"These are the group badges. Please take good care of them. The destination is quite far from our current time, and there may be some deviations upon arrival. There are also certain risks in traveling through time, so I urge you to keep these badges on you. They will ensure that even if you get separated from your guide, you can safely return to this era," Lynn explained, sounding like a serious tour guide despite the bizarre content of his speech.
"If everything goes well, we should arrive about three months before the awakening. The trip will last three months, during which you can move freely. Just remember to report your location and movements to the guide daily," Lynn continued, his unhurried tone soothing to listen to.
(End of Chapter)