"Senior, no way, today's meal for the little foodie is on me."

Chloe emphasized her status as the host.

Miseria looked innocent:

"You're treating yours, what's it got to do with me treating Fratiss?"

"If you keep this up, I'll have to order more!"

"Hm? Junior, are you eager to reincarnate? I can help you with that, hmph!"

Seeing the two starting their usual banter, Fratiss couldn't help but smile.

After the meal.

The three of them laughed and joked as they left the restaurant.

While walking, Fratiss keenly noticed something was amiss.

"Senior, have you arranged where to rehearse?"

Chloe paused for a moment and said:

"I'm following Miseria, wherever she goes, I'll follow."

"Huh?!" Miseria looked puzzled, "I thought you were walking so close because you had somewhere in mind."

The two exchanged glances and, embarrassed, looked away.

Embarrassing.

So embarrassing.

Chloe casually reminded:

"So you didn't tell Rephya where we're filming?"

Miseria rubbed her scalp nervously and said:

"Aren't you and Rephya close? I thought you knew where and already told her."

Chloe: "…"

He really wanted to just say "Me too."

…30 minutes later…

Miseria clasped her hands together:

"Sorry sorry sorry!"

Chloe, helplessly amused:

"My bad my bad my bad!"

With puffed cheeks, Rephya looked at the two with her hands on her hips and said:

"Senior! Senior! Did you leave your brains in the Maze for the Undead to munch on?"

"Hey hey!" *2

Fratiss found the scene amusing and funny.

Rephya snorted softly.

Did they know how anxious she was, waiting for the agreed time and not receiving any message?

She thought something had happened to them.

Turns out they went to eat good food without her.

The little foodie next to her gently patted Rephya's head and said:

"Rephya, don't cry, they bought you some gifts."

"Hey hey." Miseria handed over the blueberry mojito.

"Here." Chloe placed the pistachio mille-feuille in her hand.

Rephya realized:

"So senior, you asked what senior likes to drink for this, huh."

Miseria giggled and said:

"Didn't you say earlier you like blueberry mojito, and the junior likes it too? So I bought both yours."

Chloe's mouth twitched, he glared at Rephya.

Rephya, feeling guilty, looked away.

Not because she exposed Chloe's preferences.

But because this guy dared to reverse the Celestial Spirit.

What did she mean by Rephya likes blueberry mojito and he likes it too?

Clearly, it was him who took Rephya to drink at that shop.

Including the pistachio mille-feuille he gifted Rephya now, also because he invited her to eat it, she liked it very much, so he bought it.

"Alright alright, let's eat and discuss how to perform next."

"Ta-da, I found something good." Miseria placed a replica in front of them.

They looked over, she explained:

"This is part of the records left by the Black Emperor back then, Royal family members have always had the habit of recording important matters in Ensar. Of course, what we have is just a copied version."

Chloe was a bit shocked.

The Black Emperor, another name for the Emperor.

It's said that the Emperor ascended to the Star Realm before the King of Redemption during the Dawn Era.

Later, he could only be seen in the world of the King of Redemption at specific times.

The reason he's called the Black Emperor is because his mythical form is a Destruction Black Sun burning everything to ashes.

"Even if it's just a copy, records from the Ensar Empire aren't easy to get, right."

"Of course not, so I directly went to Laura."

"Hm?"

"Did you forget Laura's family has been engaged in archaeology for almost a thousand years, they have quite a few historical document copies."

"I see, great contribution."

The group exchanged glances over the contents on top.

Since Miseria only requested part of the content concerning the first meeting between the Emperor and the Princess Consort, the transcript Laura gave her was not much.

The transcribed content was in diary form.

The content on top was very short.

[Rummaging through things, I finally glimpsed the liquor in the corner, shaking it showed half a bottle still left]

[Thinking back to this time last year when Max told me it was not yet my time to fight, an unspeakable melancholy spread over me]

[Max was a very stubborn person. Future Vision gave him the possibility to glimpse changes in the world. To be honest, if he were alive, perhaps he could lead the empire into the future better than I could]

[But now, he has forever fallen in the Underground City, much like my foolish father who vanished into the Shadow Plane]

[I have always thought life to be a precious thing, but the intense martyrdom spirit always guides that group of idealists to their deaths]

[Father was like this, and so was Max]

[This has severely worsened my insomnia, and to have more energy during the day for national affairs, I became obsessed with strong liquor]

[The hero squad, heavily wounded, arrived at Tino City, and I received them]

[The Demon King left an almost unhealable wound on their spirits. I have already foreseen that these prodigies, who could have easily entered the ranks of Demigods, would end up in a quagmire at the Exemplar level]

[The night I received them, I couldn't sleep, and when I sobered up in the early morning, I just sat in the chair]

[The moonlight was just right, so I stepped out of the palace, watching as the night gradually faded]

[The wind began to cool around four, the remaining strength of the alcohol mingled with fatigue, an unpleasant feeling]

[But my eyes still caught that subtle light of dawn, and in the trance, I saw someone dancing in the light]

[In the vast universe, during the time of day and night alternation, celestial pole shifts and star movements, the magic staff in her hand mirrored a martial monk's iron rod, brimming with an ancient yet unfaded killing intent]

[It turned out to be Max's sister, the mage from the heroic squad]

[As if sensing my searching gaze, she looked at me warily]

[I invited her to drink, but she looked at me oddly and said: "I thought the future great hero my brother gave his life to protect wouldn't be inclined to drinking."]

[I chuckled, poured her a cup, and drank a large mouthful from the bottle myself, and said to Diana:]

["Extraordinary beings definitely possess greater power and longer lifespan, but most of them still die young in struggles."]

["After Father passed, I learned to protect myself, and also learned to protect Mother."]

["But during these years as Regent King, Mother also left."]

["Losing parents, losing siblings, and possibly losing a lover, losing children, losing happiness, losing everything in the future."]

["I watched Father step into the depths of the Shadow Plane, my intense indignation turning into a heaven-devouring blaze, finding nowhere to vent, only to be locked within the heart."]

["After Mother passed away, I could only watch the empire fall step by step into a desperate situation surrounded by malice, just as you could only watch Max walk to his death, powerless to turn the tide."]

[I picked up the wine and downed it in one gulp:]

["Now, even when drinking, there's no longer any intoxication."]

[Yes, so-called drunkenness and sobriety, to me, are merely self-hypnosis, drinking, just a prelude to the hypnosis.]

[At that time, Diana said to me: "If you want to get drunk, I can help you."]

[She slapped the space backpack, taking out a jade bottle from it]

["This is Divine Wine, obtained from the Wine God by a fairy, which I accidentally found during an adventure, just one drop can cause a demigod to have a hangover."]

[Pushing the bottle forward, I carefully poured out a drop, the fine wine brewed up in my cup.]

[With one sip, a long-lost drunken state spread through me]

[The next day, upon awakening, I seriously found her and said: "The Underground City is already out of control, though we foresaw this long ago, yet humans are a kind of victory-seeking creatures."]

[She gave me a strange look, her gem-like eyes seemingly puzzled over why I was bringing up this question]

[I told her: "Although everyone knows it is a justified feeling, there remains a part of them that can only see victory now.

It requires long years and reflections on the past in the future for them to painfully admit—

not every rebellion leads to success, oftentimes, sacrifice ends in failure.

What I'm trying to say is..."]

[I knelt gently on one knee before her:]

["I can see you will eventually face the Demon King with the magic staff again, just as I will, one day, face the Demon King myself.

So, please, let me share your burden."]

[For the kindness received while drunk, I have no means to repay her, seeing that she is someone who wouldn't be bound by marriage, I realized I'm the same.]

[We have a common enemy, and perhaps we will also walk alone on a desolate path]

[Yet, a lonely hell for two, may not quite be a lonely hell after all]

[A week later, we signed a contractual marriage under the witness of the Lord of Glory in Seven Waters City]

...

Miseria is an emotional person.

After reading the diary, she felt a bit emotional.

Rephya just stared blankly at the term "Lonely Hell," with a hint of bewilderment in her eyes.

Fratiss softly said:

"I once heard that the Black Emperor fought to the last moment for the empire.

If the King of Dawn had not emerged suddenly, he would have been the first Strongest to exhaust his vitality surrounded by the Abyss.

But I didn't expect even such a peerless hero to one day see the weight of life as above all else."

"Little greedy," Chloe gently began, "Even without the King of Redemption, the Black Emperor was not the first, but he certainly won't be the last."

Humans are like that.

Though they are despicable, shameless, base, and love infighting.

Yet always comes a moment when they look up at the starlit sky like apes millions of years ago.

And then, the stars blaze forth.

"I think I can play this role of the emperor well, Rephya, you must try your best."

Yet when he looked at Rephya, he found her expression unnaturally calm, with none of the usual joy.

As if in a trance, it seemed like an old acquaintance had returned.

Fratiss quickly nudged Miseria, but found she had quietly launched a Fantasy Show.

Because the two of them were in the role.

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