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Chapter 619

Chapter 619: Chapter 30: A Memorial Called Oblivion Chapter 619: Chapter 30: A Memorial Called Oblivion “Excuse me, Mr.

Diomedes.”

After dealing with the situation concerning Liya, Aiwass, who suddenly had an additional daughter, appeared somewhat restrained.

He nodded slightly to Mr.

Diomedes, who had been left aside for quite some time, and apologized softly, “I was a bit preoccupied with some personal matters...”

He did not treat Mr.

Diomedes with the same cold indifference as Minister Drost did, even though Diomedes had been “transferred” to his service.

Diomedes, for his part, didn’t pay attention to Aiwass’s earlier soliloquy—though Aiwass could converse with Liya in his heart, some things still had to be spoken out loud to be sincere.

Sending a text saying “I love you” versus whispering “I love you” while hugging someone, the emotions and messages conveyed in each are utterly different.

...

But the square-faced Guardian Spirit was now looking at Aiwass with a somewhat complex expression.

“Bishop, who...

exactly are you?”

He finally couldn’t help but ask.

He could clearly sense the Path of Devotion within Aiwass; Aiwass was indeed a genuine bishop.

For this reason, he remained loyal and obedient to Aiwass.

However, after a short pause, Diomedes still added, “Of course, if it’s inconvenient for you...”

“I am indeed one hundred percent Aiwass, it’s just that I once knew Miss Beyard.

But regardless of my identity, it does not affect the respect I have for a member of the Papal Guard.

I am very grateful that you stood by me just now.”

In front of this trustworthy Guardian Spirit, Aiwass spoke a relatively truer part of the truth.

He indeed couldn’t say more...

not that he didn’t trust him, but because if he went on, there would be no turning back.

After all, this world line’s Aiwass did not possess the Adaptation of Transcendence.

“...I suppose it’s not entirely incomprehensible.”

Diomedes was silent for a while before he sighed, “I didn’t expect that, after four hundred years...

I would hear this name again from a Moriarty.”

“The deal between Miss Beyard and the Moriarty Family...

What exactly was it?

Can you tell me, Mr.

Diomedes?” Aiwass asked seriously.

They had been discussing this very issue just now, but it was Aiwass who had interrupted the topic.

It wasn’t so much that he was afraid of giving himself away—under Aiwass’s deliberate misdirection, the chances of Minister Drost realizing he was an ascended one and directly killing him in revenge were slim.

The main issue was that at the time, Drost was alive and standing right beside them, and Aiwass could kill him at any moment.

It was really hard to contain his inner urge to kill.

It was like when a mobile game updates with new story content, but before you explore the story, you see the long-awaited new character pool that just refreshed, and your hands start trembling.

You simply can’t calm down enough to proceed with the story.

Especially when the guarantee for a successful pull is ready, and you know that pressing the button for a ten-pull will surely yield results.

“—I must press it now!

I can’t control myself anymore!”

And upon completing his gacha task—the third killing of Drost—Aiwass finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that’s more like it.

Clearly, Mr.

Diomedes felt the same way.

Therefore, the Moriarty blood in Freya could only have come from James Moriarty.

Even Diomedes did not know Freya’s true identity.

That could only mean one thing—she was Foster Father James’s illegitimate daughter.

Then, the question arose.

Did Foster Father know about this?

...Hard to guess.

Aiwass had no memories of Freya, so he had no basis for judgment.

But Aiwass’s intuition told him that Foster Father seemed to remember Freya...

Could it be that James did indeed interfere in some way, but his true purpose was to remember Freya?

The resolution of one mystery simply led to deeper ones.

And just then.

Diomedes suddenly sharpened his gaze and stood in front of Aiwass, “Be careful!”

The Flame Butterfly on Aiwass’s shoulder had no reaction whatsoever.

—The next moment, a blue and white illusionary door emerged on the wall.

Shafiya stepped out with Oswald, holding the battered and unconscious Sherlock in her arms.

Oswald was wrapped in swirling white threads of light, floating around the old elf like airborne chains, protecting him.

“The plan went smoothly...”

Just as she was about to say something, she saw Diomedes standing in front of Aiwass and immediately became more vigilant.

But at that moment, Oswald put his hand on her shoulder.

“It’s all right,”

he said.

With just a glance, he recognized the current stance of his old friend.

Although he did not know what exactly had happened, such matters did not need to be delved into.

He briefly explained to Diomedes and Aiwass, “We’ve got the Queen’s Blood, and Hermes has been successfully rescued.

We need to prepare for retreat.”

“Activate the ritual or retreat?”

“Retreat first.”

Shafiya quickly replied, “They have not bothered us this whole time, I’m a bit worried about that side...”

“—Finally found you, Grand Adjudicator.”

Before she could finish speaking, a low yet furious voice arose.

The next moment, the surrounding walls were instantly covered with blood-red runes.

Not just the Queen’s Chamber, but the entire Hall of Silver and Tin was stained with this ominous dark red hue.

They locked down the space around like a cage.

Aiwass’s heart instinctively tightened.

That was the Demon Scholar’s ritual!

A well-prepared Demon Scholar could often exert a combat force several times greater than their actual strength at the site of an ambush!

But quickly, Aiwass’s heart lightened again.

From the tone of the voice, it seemed the pursuer was only after Shafiya...

Aiwass glanced at Oswald.

Seeing Oswald nod slightly, he confirmed this matter.

—He didn’t know Oswald was there!

So, he wouldn’t know about Diomedes’s betrayal—

Wasn’t this then...

Justice’s three against one!