“Amphoreus?” Ms.
Herta chuckled.
“Zandar was indeed a madman, but there is no denying that he was the first Genius Society member.
That guy created Nous with his own hands, yet he spent his time searching for ways to break the boundaries of Nous.” “But if Amphoreus was his project, why should I interfere?
The Genius Society has an unwritten rule.” “Do not interfere with others’ projects.” “That’s not the point.” Bayle rubbed his temples, thinking frantically in his mind about how to phrase it.
“The point is, the thing Amphoreus is gestating is far more terrifying than you imagine.” Ms.
Herta crossed her arms and looked at Bayle for a moment.
“Fine, this is interesting.
Wait for me.” She needed to verify it.
Bayle understood, so he just gave a hum and fell silent.
[No, no, no, I can’t help it.
I’m really so curious.] [Are you an idiot?
If you don’t understand, shut up.] [Tsk…
How are you any better than me?
You feel superior just for watching this?] [Bayle, can you answer my question?
I’m really curious.
Why do you remember it so clearly?
I think it’s normal for you to know part of the plot, but it’s really strange that you remember even the numbers so clearly.] [Could it be…
that there’s something we don’t know about?] “Oh, nothing.
Because my cat died.” [???] “What cat?” Ms.
Herta was checking data on the emperors scepter.
Hearing Bayle say that out of the blue, she found it a bit strange.
Bayle shook his head.
“It’s nothing.
I just missed my cat.” “Huh?
You’re actually interested in those furry little things?
But as it happens, I recall there’s one at the Herta Space Station.” Bayle smiled.
“Alright, I’ll go look for it when I get a chance.” [Fine, it’s really not the right time to answer our questions out of the blue.
Sigh~ We’re so pitiful, not even getting an answer to a single question~] [Oh my, someone tells Ms.
Herta everything, but ignores us.
In the end, there’s no love left~] [Was there ever any love?] [Shut up, we’re acting here, just follow along.] [Oh, we died tragically.
Bayle, pay up.] Bayle: “…?” Did the barrage suddenly unlock some messy new skill?
Why did the tone change so abruptly?
Is it still the same group?
[Detected that the previous barrage caused a certain degree of distress to the host, with a disturbance level greater than 50%.
To ensure the progress of the mission, the system has issued a warning to the inappropriate barrage.] [An administrator will track and monitor for 24 hours.
We hope the host has a pleasant mission.] Bayle glanced at Ms.
Herta, who was focused on searching for things related to Amphoreus, and then at The Fourth Mirror, which was filled with reflections of Ms.
Herta.
He walked over to a small corner.
“System, can we communicate?
Between you and the barrage, who has higher authority?” [All interpretations belong to the system, all rights belong to the system.
The system’s authority is second only to the host.] Bayle really couldn’t take it anymore.
The way it was put…
his authority was actually among the highest tier?
“Can you temporarily block the barrage?” Bayle asked tentatively.
[At the host’s request, the barrage has been temporarily blocked.] “…It actually works?” Given the previous actions of the barrage and their wild words, Bayle had almost thought that his own actions were all in service of the barrage.
But fortunately…
[The host can rest assured about this.
This system only serves the mission itself.] Bayle thought for a moment and asked the question he most wanted to know: “System, in your programming…
no, if there is a conflict between me and the barrage, which side will the system stand on?” The system didn’t answer.
Bayle waited for a while.
Determining that the system seemed to have really run off, he shook his head helplessly.
What is all this.
Just as he was preparing to go back to find Ms.
Herta, the system spoke.
[Unconditionally serve the host.] “Eh?” Bayle blinked, and the barrage finally started to pop up in dribs and drabs.
[Bayle~ What secrets were you whispering just now?
Why wouldn’t you let us listen?
You’re not being good.] [Ugh…] [What do you mean!!!
Let’s settle this offline!
Whoever chickens out is a coward!] [Hello, Grandma.] [?] Interesting.
If the barrage’s authority wasn’t higher than his, what was he worried about?
At worst, he’d risk his life.
Who’s afraid of whom?
Just as he was about to lean over to The Fourth Mirror to ask Ms.
Herta how much longer she planned to search, he suddenly sensed a little movement.
“Yo, better to come at the right time than to come early…
I was just thinking about how to let Ms.
Herta understand what exactly is going on with Amphoreus, and now a little bug has scurried over.” The Fourth Mirror floated over.
“Oh~ is that it?
You go catch it, I’ll call them out to catch the person together!” Bayle thought this guy was going to help.
Forget it, it wouldn’t be much help anyway.
“Do you have a weapon?
Lend me one.” Ms.
Herta didn’t even look up.
“There are plenty here, pick whatever you want.” Bayle casually picked up a bow and arrow, drew the string, and aimed.
An invisible, pale blue long arrow appeared out of thin air.
As he released the string, the arrow flew halfway through the air, then circled around.
A blue mass scurried about, but the arrow tip followed it relentlessly!
“Ugh!” A Memory Snatcher was shot, rolled awkwardly on the ground several times, and revealed its form not far away.
Seeing that The Fourth Mirror had called over its siblings to form a circle in the middle, Bayle threw the Memory Snatcher right in.
“I was just wondering how to find you all, and the next moment you delivered yourselves to my doorstep.” Bayle really couldn’t help but laugh.
How is this any different from someone handing you a pillow when you’re sleepy?
“Ms.
Herta, stop searching, there’s something fun.” Ms.
Herta tilted her head and glanced over.
“Parasites of Remembrance, huh?
It seems like I’ve already dealt with…
how many was it?
I don’t remember.
What’s fun about that?” “But this bug is quite bold, daring to skulk around when two Emanators are present.” The Memokeeper looked fearfully at the mirrors surrounding it, then looked at what was in front, and took a deep breath.
“No, no…
As long as the green hills remain, there’s no need to worry about firewood!
I must hurry back first!” Ms.
Herta watched the Memokeeper’s panicked attempt to run away and crossed her arms.
“Once you’ve been illuminated by my mirrors, don’t even think about escaping.” The Memokeeper looked at Ms.
Herta in terror, desperately trying to return to the Memetic Zone, only to find its movements completely bound, with not even a sliver of a chance to escape.
“Ms.
Herta…
Ms.
Herta!!
What do you want to do…” “I…
I’ll tell you everything!
The secrets of the Garden of Recollection, the things they are coveting right now…
I’m willing to tell you everything, please…
spare me!” Facing the Memokeeper’s plea for mercy, Ms.
Herta just smiled lightly.
“Oh my, in such a critical moment, these are all the pleas you have?
That won’t do, but…” She curled her lips slightly.
“Do you really think I need to obtain any answers from you?”