Chapter 97 Part 1
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After calming down Neymar, Karoso found a room for himself.
He gathered his thoughts and recounted his experiences in the dungeon.
[What about Kirmin with elf ears?]
[I’ve been playing for so long and still haven’t seen it at all.]
[Is this to play DNF jokes to the end, is it a merchant or one of the Thirteen Apostles?]
[So Master Karoso becomes a great will.]
"I am not a god, nor have any connection with gods, there is no divine nature in me." Karoso explained when he saw a comment saying he was a great will, "Before coming to school, I wasn’t even The Favored One."
[Hahaha… Master Karoso fell for it.]
[Don’t worry, the official clarification is that this name is just for fun, otherwise, Grand Duke Osiris would still be Three Fantasy Gods.]
[I have seen the hooded figure a few times, always before entering the dungeon.]
[Darn, I found the picture, but unfortunately I can’t post pictures in the comments, otherwise I could show it to Master Karoso.]
[I also found several pictures showing a mysterious figure in a black robe who always appears before our journey. We can’t see their face, but they either play the guitar or sing.]
[I found an illustration of a black-robed person selling items in a wild fourth-tier dungeon.]
[Really?]
[You have to look carefully. After our people arrived, the main character turned out to be one of us. The black-robed person looked quite ordinary. If Master Karoso hadn’t pointed it out, I wouldn’t have noticed.]
[Something seems fishy!]
[The appearance of this dungeon must have been a long time ago. She lived in that era. If the black-robed person Master Karoso encountered at the tavern is also her, then she must be as old as Merlin.]
[At least an eighth-tier high elf, other races wouldn’t survive for so long.]
[Merlin can’t enter and leave the dungeon at will, it feels like the work of a deity.]
[This is the era of gods hiding, how can deities possibly be active in the world?]
[Could it be a coincidence that Master Karoso met different people inside than in the tavern?]
[Surtr has a problem? That shouldn’t be the case, based on the current plot, Surtr is a kind god.]
"I see." Karoso continued, "Have you ever experienced dungeon scene restoration? I saw the original events in the diary."
[Yes, but very rarely. I just watch for fun.]
[Yes, and many dungeons have these surprises only when specific characters reach the S++ rank. Every time we enter a dungeon, we try different characters to see.]
[I wait for the experts to finish and then watch.]
Karoso slapped his own face, "No, I shouldn’t dwell on it. I’m still too weak now, I should focus on the task at hand."
……
After changing into a new outfit and hitching a ride on Richard’s leg, Karoso took Neymar and Richard back to school, heading straight to Alita’s lab.
"Neymar, did you dream anything while you were passed out?" Karoso planned to look for clues on Neymar and Teresa.
"No, when I woke up, I saw my brother next to me…" Neymar secretly glanced at Karoso.
What does having a brother mean, is he expecting me to dream about him?
Karoso didn’t say much, it seems Neymar didn’t have that experience…
"Alright, I understand. You go back and rest, take a day off today, I have some things to take care of." Karoso said.
"Okay…"
Soon, Karoso and Richard arrived at Alita’s laboratory.
About to meet Alita, Richard felt very nervous inside.
It must be said that he was not a particularly determined person, otherwise he wouldn’t fail so often.
Karoso couldn’t argue back at the words spoken, so he could only wish Alita well.
Knock, knock, knock.
Karoso knocked on the laboratory door.
Creak.
The big door slowly opened, revealing Alita sitting deep inside the laboratory, looking at her father in a complex way.
She already knew this news before 『』 came back.
Although Alita seemed mysterious to students, the teachers knew what was going on, especially since both 『』 and Alita were S-class Card Makers who interacted frequently.
This little guy really did it… Shuowang Gold, he brought it out.
Looking at her father’s brand new mechanical leg, Alita choked up.
To her, he was not a good father. He always did what he thought was right, often ignoring the feelings of those around him.
But Alita knew his intentions were good.
Alita didn’t invite Karoso in this time.
She wore a white coat, carried a small toolbox, and walked to the door with her hand in her pocket.
The laboratory was deep, even with candlelight it looked dim inside.
Sunlight shone through the glass, only illuminating a small part of the laboratory.
At that moment, it seemed like light took shape, gradually coloring Alita.
She stood in the sunlight and reached out her hand to Karoso, "Boss, please take care of me in the future."
Karoso smiled slightly, holding Alita’s hand in his small one.
[Wow, the darkness is turning into light, the atmosphere is amazing!]
[We can’t describe it like that, Alita wasn’t a villain before.]
[Sobbing… I bet my Alita never thought she would stand with Master Karoso, right?]
[Drawing, still drawing.]
[？？？]
[To be precise, Merlin didn’t save Alita, he convinced Alita to reconcile with her life, it was Master Karoso who truly fulfilled Alita’s wish.]
[That old lady can do one thing for two.]
"Alita, I…" Richard looked at Alita with a complicated expression.
"Get a good job in the future, don’t take risks." Alita let go of Richard’s hand and said, looking into his eyes, "Let me worry less."
"Are you really willing to work under the nobles?" Richard asked.
"What’s different?" Alita chuckled, "That rebellious Card Maker has grown up."
"But making those cards is your dream," Richard hurriedly said.
"Hah…" Alita couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Father, you really don’t understand me at all."
"People mature with age, and now when I think about the things I did when I was sixteen or seventeen… Well, if I had the power to transcend time, I really wish I could go back and guide my younger self."
"Back then, I was just chasing my own identity, seeking revenge on society. But now, I have grown up."
Most people go through a phase of rebellion, like the nonconformists of the 1990s. When those who are now in their thirties look back at their younger selves and the words in their old online blogs, how many aren’t embarrassed?
Just like how everyone goes through an awkward adolescent phase, looking back only makes one laugh and cry. Some may even delete their old posts and updates at night.
Saying "I’ll never forget this day" might seem important in the moment, but ten years later, they might not even remember what happened that year, let alone that specific day.
"Oh…" Richard opened his mouth, not sure what to say.
It seems that ever since he wanted to see his daughter, he hadn’t seen her and kept causing trouble for her.
I am such a failure…