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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.@@novelbin@@

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.

Although he did have some sentimental feelings toward Drost—they had lived together for eighty or ninety years, and the relationship between master and servant had once been quite good—even if that relationship had long since deteriorated, witnessing Drost turn to ash was slightly poignant.

But fortunately, the current disgust far outweighed any nostalgia.

Diomedes then took a long breath, visibly relaxing.

“Of course, there’s no problem.”

He replied cheerfully.

Although the matter was somewhat related to privacy.

But since Aiwass knew of Miss Beyard’s existence and identity, and could even use a mirror as a medium to take on the appearance of Miss Beyard…

it suggested a very intimate relationship between them.

Diomedes, who had lived for centuries, certainly knew of this ability.

This was a special attribute given by the Gemini Mirror called “Illusory Blood”.

It allowed a person to use a mirror to take on the appearance of another person, or even another race.

But such a transformation couldn’t be achieved without a price…

The Gemini Mirror granting such an attribute suggested that it was satisfied with the intense dramatic conflict between the two individuals and wanted to see a new development with exchanged identities and roles.

Surely what Aiwass mentioned about having met Beyard must mean during the ascension ceremony.

She was indeed a very charismatic woman, and it was normal for Aiwass to have an unforgettable impression of her.

“At that time, the Empire had not yet disbanded.

The first ‘Moriarty’ was very old, and ‘Drost’ had already been inherited by the second generation.

The Moriarty was concerned about the future of his family, so he made a deal with the Beyard family…”

“The specifics were complex, and I don’t know what the Beyards received.

Oswald didn’t tell me everything.

But I remember the most crucial part.

“The Beyard family were Cursing Sorcerers, immersed in love and Transcendence.

They used a curse to bind the direct descendants of the Moriarty family.

So when they bore the ‘Moriarty’ surname, any children that achieved a certain distinction would then be forgotten by all other existing ‘Moriarities’.

“This was to prevent any generation of Moriarities from losing their original intent, and to prevent the surname that symbolized redemption and oblivion from deteriorating.

As a result, no ‘pure-blooded Moriarty’ could have their own children or accidentally rear someone else’s child as an heir.

Otherwise, they would forget each other.”

Upon hearing this, Aiwass’s eyes suddenly widened.

He immediately thought of something and blurted out, “Then…

do you remember Freya?”

“Of course, I remember her.

What about her?”

Diomedes responded casually.

But he soon realized something, “You mean…”

“It appears Mr.

Oswald didn’t mention this to you.”

Aiwass sighed.

That meant they had all forgotten about Freya…

not because Foster Father had tampered with something or because she had erased their memories as part of some conspiracy.

It was because Freya was Foster Father’s biological daughter, which triggered the bloodline restriction, forcing her into exile!

Every time a new generation inherited the Moriarty Family, the other Moriartys of the same generation would be stripped of their surname.

Aiwass had always thought this rule to be too rigid and impersonal…

but now he finally understood.

—It was not heartless, but rather a means to break free from shackles.

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!