"Queen of Mysteries" is finally online again... Klein sneered and said with a smile, "Very good."

A few seconds later, the "Hermit" Cattleya figured out the diary, and watched them "jump" to Mister Fool's palm.

Klein glanced at it casually, and suddenly let out a "huh" in his heart.

He discovered that the diary provided by the "Queen of Mysteries" this time seemed to belong to the early days of Emperor Roselle, and it didn't look like it contained important information.

Normally, if the importance cannot be distinguished, the later diaries must be selected first, so as to restore the mystery of Emperor Roselle's "assassination" to the greatest extent... I believe that the "Queen of Mysteries" has enough IQ... Klein's side Confused in my heart, I carefully read the first page of the diary: "On September 21st, I arrived in St. Miron and officially started my first visit with a group.

"The weather in Fusac is really cold. It's not even October yet, and it looks like it's going to snow. No wonder the specialties here are all kinds of coats and cold-proof clothing, and spirits!

"Damn, the height of the people here is really exaggerated, it is worthy of being a country of descendants of giants, but I still want to say, I hate others looking down on me!

"Tonight, I'm going to the tavern to get drunk with a beautiful woman from Feysac!"

Seeing this, Klein suddenly suspected that "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette provided these pages of the diary to ask if she had an older brother or younger brother of Feysac blood.

Resisting the tsk-tsk in his heart, Klein glanced at the second diary: "September 22nd, I seem to be broken...

"What happened last night, where is my Feysac beauty? I didn't even drink her!

"People from the embassy told me that the girls here often drink better than the men...

"In the future, you have to be restrained when you go to the tavern. It would be bad if some aunt picks up the corpse...

"The wine here is really strong. I've had a headache for the whole day. Fortunately, it's not a pain in the buttocks. Go to bed early and go to bed early. Tomorrow, I will visit the Twilight Hall."

"On September 23, the giant hall at dusk was truly magnificent, as if a myth had descended into reality, and that building seemed to be completely prepared for giants.

"As a heretic, I can only circle around outside, and the square at the foot of the Great Hall at Dusk is actually full of wine!

"There are quite a few people here, some are kneeling, some are sitting, and some are playing the bone flute, it feels very melodious and open.

"I know a Feysac who plays the bone flute, even compared to his compatriots, he is exaggeratedly tall, close to three meters by visual inspection.

"His name is Oneg, and he claims to be from one of the purest races of the Feysac giants. He plays the bone flute very melancholy, as if he doesn't belong here, but he doesn't know where to go, Biinty Si's group of guys who only know how to swing around women's skirts are more like poets. Speaking of this, I can't help but want to complain. Those guys are actually proud of having that disease, which has disrupted the social market!

"I chatted with Oneg for a while, mentioned the question just now, and he said that he was just missing his hometown.

"But the problem is that he is a standard Saint-Milon, and he has never left here.

"Oneeger didn't answer me right away, and played the bone flute for a few more minutes before saying that what he missed was the source of the giant's blood, the royal court of giants in myths and legends.

"He told me that he and the Feysacs of his ethnic group often dreamed of high mountains, huge city walls based on them, palaces, towers and various buildings that were always bathed in the light of dusk, This is very similar to the Great Hall of Twilight, but even more incredible, more epic and miraculous.

"No need to be told, Oneg and his people are sure that this is the court of giants.

"At the end of the chat, Oneg stood up slowly and said that he thanked me for listening, and that he was leaving Feysac to find the King's Court of Giants, the hometown of his spirit and soul.

"He thinks that the easternmost area of ??the Sunya Sea may hide the road leading to the Giant King's Court.

"He said that thousands of years have passed, and the giants have never forgotten their hometown. Now, it is his turn to follow in the footsteps of their ancestors. This road will never stop unless it reaches the end.

"He played the bone flute again, gradually drifting away in the melodious but sad melody.

"My hometown..."

Hometown... After reading this, for the first time, Klein felt that he had a 100% resonance with the Emperor's emotions. JrNovels.com