Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Seeing the girl's confusion, the Queen gently closed her eyes.

“Sometimes you can try to trust him, even if you know it’s impossible, you will never give up, even if you are covered in wounds and rolling in the mud like a maggot, you still firmly believe that you can do it and create miracles.”

"He's like a clumsy fool, but you can't help but want to believe in him, to believe in that clumsy person who, no matter how many times he fails, will eventually succeed."

The empress's words reminded her of the foolish things she had done to that man in her memory.

Columbia's assessment of that man was very simple—

A strange guy.

Yet this strange fellow managed to gain the Queen's trust, which puzzled her somewhat.

Or perhaps most humans are like this, and logically he is no different.

Yet this strange guy always managed to pique her curiosity, making her unable to resist observing him.

"It's still hard to understand..."

“It’s normal not to understand, which is why he is my ‘understanding person’. He understands me, so I’m willing to believe him. There’s no complicated reason, that’s all.”

The Empress placed her hands on her chest, slowly opened her eyes, and softly spoke.

"Even if I fail in the end, I will not regret becoming his 'understanding person'. This is something I decided long ago after I became his only 'understanding person'."

Colombia muttered.

"You spoil him too much."

The Queen smiled noncommittally at Colombia's assessment.

"Perhaps... I don't know when it started, but I've also stopped believing in fate. As a god among men, this is my love for humanity, and also my love for Him."

"As a friend, you haven't tried to understand him. Perhaps when you understand him as I do, you'll be able to understand my thoughts."

Colombia did not say anything in response to the Queen's reply.

She simply remembered what the Queen had told her: to try to understand her advice, and a few thoughts surfaced in her mind.

Chapter 82 The Secretary is Columbia and the Undercurrents (3k)

Some time after the 'Void Dream System' was developed, this replica created by imitating the power of the gods was finally put into production, and all the Fools soldiers were equipped with their own 'Void Dream Terminal'.

This greatly improved the work efficiency of the entire Fools' Clan, and even made communication much easier.

Although this unfinished 'Void Dream System' can only be used within Winterfall for the time being, and cannot yet be used by the Fools soldiers and others who are on missions in foreign lands, it is still sufficient for their use.

In addition to the special nature of 'imaginary internal energy', this energy used for transmitting information can be used in almost any situation.

As someone who once reached the pinnacle in the city of scholars, Dottore possessed an exceptionally deep understanding of the 'Void System,' which made the construction of this replica of the 'Void System' extremely smooth.

Everything is gradually getting back on track, which has greatly reduced the pressure on Pantalone.

Although he still has no clue about his own memories, or the plans he may have made before he lost his memory.

However, for now, he can only take it one step at a time.

Especially regarding the 'dream', after Pantalone woke up and calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the 'dream' was really too strange.

What exactly did the empress, the 'dream person,' mean when she said all that to him?

And what exactly did he do before he lost his memory?

His complicated thoughts left him feeling mentally and physically exhausted. He had finally managed to rest for a while, but now his workload had doubled again. Just how many messes had his predecessor left him before he lost his memory?

He thought he could finally relax after dealing with all that stuff, but now he felt that if he did anything that didn't fit his persona, he would be exposed in no time.

Let's leave aside what the "girl" and the original him might have had that we don't know about.

Even the Empress had some unclear and ambiguous relationship with him that he was unaware of.

He even suspected that he might have time-traveled much earlier, but for some reason he was reset to factory settings, which is why those unfinished plans and messes were left to him.

However, he only thought about it casually, and he felt that such a ridiculous scenario would not happen to him.

Now he can only grit his teeth and take it one step at a time, trying his best not to let anyone notice anything unusual about him.

Just as he was contemplating letting things slide for the time being, an unexpected person shattered his moment of peace, causing his blood pressure and heart rate to spike to maximum.

Looking at the beautiful young woman in front of him, dressed in white with beautiful black hair, who looked no different from anyone else and had fair skin, he realized that she was quite different from others.

Pantalone barely suppressed the urge to curse, rubbing his temples in excruciating pain as he spoke.

"I don't recall ever inviting you, did I?"

"Weren't you hiring a secretary? I thought I could do it, so I came. I think that makes perfect sense, doesn't it?"

The "girl," wearing a hair ornament resembling tiny doves with feathers on her head and her hands behind her back, smiled and answered him.

However, this answer clearly did not satisfy Pantalone.

On the contrary, if it weren't for the difference in strength between them, he would have wanted to lash out right now.

Reasonable?

That's totally unreasonable!