Regardless of how much he actually believed deep down, after listening to Lin Ruo's nonsense, Roselle still cleared out a room in the manor for Lin Ruo to stay in temporarily.
"Don't forget the sketch you promised. I'll have someone send you drawing tools in a bit. Don't even think about backing out." Standing at the guest room door, Roselle looked at the young man full of nonsense and reminded him.
Roselle had wanted to continue talking with the other party, to see what other tricks they could pull and what this so-called future was all about. However, Lin Ruo, after spouting his nonsense, claimed he had just Transmigrated back and was not in good condition, needing rest. This forced Roselle to hold his nose and escort the other party to the guest room.
"Don't worry, I won't forget, but I'm not feeling well today and don't want to draw. I'll give you the sketch tomorrow. Bye-bye." Lin Ruo said, then mercilessly closed the guest room door, leaving Roselle alone outside.
"Damn it! Believe it or not, I'll report you to the Church!" Roselle, who nearly had his nose hit by the door, stepped back, muttering curses.
But cursing aside, after he finished, Roselle still looked at the tightly closed door with a thoughtful expression.
He was pondering how much of the other party's nonsense was true, and what their purpose was in returning to the past.
As for the other party's claim of saving him, Roselle didn't believe it one bit.
If he really wanted to save him, he should have Transmigrated back to the time of his death. But now, it had been at least eight or ten years since his death. Transmigrating back to this point in time to save him was like taking off your pants to fart—completely unnecessary.
"You'd better not let me find out you have any ill intentions…" Roselle muttered silently, then turned and left the guest room door.
At the same time, inside the guest room, Lin Ruo glanced at the door. Knowing that Roselle had left, he smiled and couldn't help but murmur, "I wonder what kind of expression you'll have when you receive this memory, tsk tsk."
"Hmm, after Roselle is fished out later, I'll compile these experiences into a book. I'll call it 'One Hundred Ways to Fool Roselle,' and then send a hardcover edition to the Great Emperor. I'm sure He'll like it." In a flash, Lin Ruo, who had another devilish idea, nodded and sat down in the chair, adjusting himself into the most comfortable position.
He was about to receive the second segment of memory.
…
Although Roselle himself might not think so, for the Angel of Judgment in the late fifth epoch, Roselle was actually quite an important existence.
The books Roselle copied allowed Lin Ruo to regain a rich spiritual sustenance. Those familiar or unfamiliar words could calm Lin Ruo's heart, allowing him to temporarily stop thinking about the future, no longer contemplating those insane or sad things, and find a small measure of peace.
Roselle's identity as a 'Transmigrator' gave Lin Ruo a bit of comfort, as if he was finally no longer the only anomaly in this world.
This was something the Evernight Goddess could not give Him, not only because when They met, both had already been polished by time and no longer resembled Transmigrators. But also because that Goddess's thoughts were too deep; Lin Ruo would cooperate with Her, and even entrust his back to Her, but he could never truly and completely trust Her.
And the joy brought by persecuting Roselle greatly stabilized Lin Ruo's humanity.
It could be said that Roselle's existence gave the already shaky Lin Ruo a new, stable anchor, and also significantly stabilized His state, allowing Him more sober time to prepare for the future. These preparations included various arrangements and protective measures for himself after selecting an anchor and re-walking the pathway, as well as preparations for fishing out various friends.
"…Are you really decided, to exchange your Writer characteristic for the Red Priest uniqueness in my hand?" Although it should have been a question, Adam's tone was very calm when He spoke.
His golden eyes looked at Lin Ruo peacefully, with a hint of false concern.
"Is this something strange that requires you to ask repeatedly? Or do you think you're at a disadvantage?" The past Lin Ruo leaned against the wall, looking at Adam, his face devoid of expression, "And I've said it many times, since you have no emotions, don't show this false concern; it only makes me more uncomfortable."
Evidently, whether or not he had lost his memory, Lin Ruo's attitude towards Adam had not changed.
"Apologies, I just thought you might need some concern." Adam apologized calmly, He reined in that falseness, then said, "Furthermore, I don't think I'm at a disadvantage. The value of an item depends not only on its inherent worth but also on the buyer's needs. For me, this is a very worthwhile transaction."
He looked at Lin Ruo and asked, "Do you need me to give it to you now?"
"No need." Lin Ruo shook his head, turning his head slightly to look in a certain direction, the direction where the Medici evil spirit was located, and said, "After the corruption on Medici is completely cleared and I set him free, you pick a suitable time and give him the Red Priest uniqueness."
"You're still feeling guilty? But what happened back then wasn't your fault. Whether it was Alista using the City of Calamity to corrupt Medici, or Him using that as an excuse to incite A-man and me to hunt Medici, none of it was your fault." Adam also glanced in that direction, then continued, "Medici would never blame you for it."
"Shut up!" Lin Ruo said fiercely, He closed His eyes, "My willingness to cooperate with you doesn't mean I truly don't mind what you've done."
"A-man might not have noticed in advance, but can you honestly say that before that, you didn't detect any abnormality at all?" Lin Ruo opened His eyes and looked at Adam, His gaze cold, "Don't think you can wash your hands of this."
Adam probably paused for a moment, but His smile remained completely unchanged. He said, "I have no intention of clearing myself. I just don't want you to remain trapped in this matter."
"You're mistaken, I've never been trapped by it." Lin Ruo averted His gaze and straightened His body.
"I am the best Psychologist in the world." Adam stated calmly.
"Then you can prepare to change professions." Lin Ruo said, His thoughts shifting to the Traveler pathway, His body beginning to blur, "I'll give you the Writer characteristic later, as for other collaborations, let's talk about them next time."
As soon as the words fell, Lin Ruo's figure had completely vanished.
Adam watched Him leave calmly, then suddenly sighed silently.
…
"I understand all the principles. Didn't I just give you the latest chapter of the new book? Why the f*ck… are you here again?" At the same time, in Roselle's manor, Roselle almost gritted his teeth as he looked at the Angel of Judgment, who had appeared in his manor leisurely drinking tea, and said, "Don't tell me you're here to rush my manuscript again."
"It's true you gave me the latest chapter, but don't try to fool me!" Lin Ruo calmly took a sip, looking at Roselle as if he were looking at a clucking chicken, "You think you can get rid of me with ten thousand words? Are you trying to get rid of a beggar?!"