blogombal Chapter 132 Rosen expresses his dissatisfaction.
Chapter 132 Rosen expresses his dissatisfaction.
Chapter 132 Rosen expresses his dissatisfaction.
While the Goddess of the Night and others were speculating about Rosen's true identity, Rosen successfully met up with Medici, who had returned to meet him.
"Looks like you didn't fight with Trensost and the others." Medici crossed his arms, looked Rosen up and down, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Too bad, I was hoping to see someone come crying to me for a fight!"
"I'm not a firecracker, why would I get into a fight so easily!" Rosen retorted with a chuckle, then added, "Compared to me, Tudor might be the one fighting with Trensost in the future."
Once Trensost confirms that Tudor is indeed researching some dangerous things with the Primal Witch, it's only a matter of time before they fight.
After all, not everyone is as insane as Tudor, who is obsessed with destroying the world.
Medici raised an eyebrow at this and said, "Looks like you do do something good once in a while."
"I've done plenty of good deeds. You can't look at me with prejudice just because I like to see others make fools of themselves," Rosen retorted, dissatisfied.
"Ha!" Medici glanced at him and laughed without any emotion, but the sarcasm was very strong.
"Sigh, why do you people always look at me with prejudice?" Rosen sighed dramatically.
"Shouldn't you be asking yourself that question?" Medici said, leaning back lazily and lighting a cigarette for himself.
"I don't think it's biased," Amon said with a smile, raising his hand to adjust his monocle.
"Uh—" Klein hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist his conscience and whispered, "Sometimes, you might really need to reflect on yourself?"
"Alright, so the three of you are now united in ostracizing me! I wonder who was helping me when I was having fun with others!" Rosen raised an eyebrow and launched into a full-blown mobilization: "Right, Klein, you weren't exactly thrilled to join me in scaring Rosell, were you?"
Klein immediately looked embarrassed. He had to admit that while being the butt of jokes wasn't pleasant, watching others have fun with Rosen was quite entertaining.
From this perspective, he and Rosen are indeed evenly matched.
"Right, Amon? You weren't the one who was so excitedly adding background music for Big Daddy, were you?" Rosen looked at Amon.
Amon was much calmer than Klein. Upon hearing this, he calmly adjusted his monocle and smiled, saying, "I don't deny that we are the same kind of people."
Rosen then looked at Medici and said with a grin, "Right, Little Red, you weren't the one who couldn't suppress your smile when you were beating Adam up, were you?"
Medici glanced at him, stubbed out his cigarette, chuckled, and said, "Does the fact that we're your accomplices conflict with the fact that you're a scoundrel?"
"There's no conflict!" Rosen nodded and said with a smile, "But since we're all the same, why are you looking at me with prejudice?"
Upon hearing this, Klein breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're right."
"You can also look at me with prejudice, no, you've already done it," Amon said with a smile.
"You're more dangerous than any of us!" Medici glanced at him, then suddenly asked, "What's going on between you and the Earth Mother?"
"What do you mean, what's this about me and the Earth Mother? You're making it sound like we're having an affair." Rosen gave Medici an annoyed look, then continued, "I just want to devour Her. Of course, it's just a thought; I don't have a penchant for cannibalism."
"Because of your very nature?" Medici continued, his tone inquisitive.
"Probably. Like the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics, my essence might be related to the concepts of Mother Goddess or Father Goddess, so I would have a desire to devour related concepts. This would also be a kind of complement to me." Rosen didn't hide anything, after all, it wasn't anything particularly hard to guess. He smiled and said, "But don't ask me anything more, because I don't know either."
"You don't even know who you are?" Medici looked at him and said.
"I thought you knew that?" Rosen gave Medici a questioning look, then said with a half-smile, "And isn't this a good thing?"
"What's so good about it?" Medici didn't refute Rosen's previous statement, but simply asked.
"Fortunately, I still perceive myself as human!" Rosen chuckled, then reached out and touched his head before turning to Medici, saying, "Medici, I'm not entirely sure what my true nature is, but it must be an existence of extremely high rank, far beyond what you perceive as pillars—inhuman!"
Medici's gaze sharpened; in that instant, he realized something.
Rosen smiled and continued, "I'm not sure what will happen the day I fully understand my true nature. Maybe I'll still be me, maybe—"
He paused for a moment before saying, slowly and deliberately, "I will become Him!"
Upon hearing this, Klein frowned, his gaze towards Rosen filled with worry. He said, "Is there any way to solve this? Like, uh, find you a psychologist?"
Medici gritted his teeth, his expression unusually serious, and looked at Rosen, saying, "You little brat, I had no idea you'd become so pessimistic!"
"Interesting, another fake—" Amon smiled and pushed up his monocle. His expression was not worried, but his eyes were cold.
"I don't know, but a psychologist might be helpful?" Rosen smiled at Klein first, then looked at Medici and said, "It's not pessimism, just stating a possible fact."
Finally, he looked at Amon and said with some surprise, "Amon, you seem angry. Is it because I might be replaced?"
"I simply hate counterfeits," Amon said with a forced smile.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, you're definitely not concerned about me." Rosen nodded perfunctorily, already quite adept at handling Amon's stubbornness. He then smiled, a bright and sunny smile, and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. I'm just stating a possibility, not something that will definitely happen. And it's not like you're without any room for maneuver in this matter!"
Rosen declared confidently, "For humanity to contend with madness and divinity, the anchor point is the most important thing. This applies everywhere. So, friends, for my humanity to triumph over madness, let's create more fun memories together!"
"Wait, shouldn't it be your anchor point?" Klein couldn't help but raise his hand and say.
"But you're already my anchor points!" Rosen laughed matter-of-factly, "And the way to make anchor points even stronger is, of course, to create memorable shared memories."
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