Chapter 1067: Chapter 403: 100 Years Later

Inspector Webber took Miss Aleister to a nearby Daddy’s Burger Shop.

After confirming Miss Aleister’s surname, he seemed visibly uneasy.

“…I don’t know if you can get used to these.”

Inspector Webber said softly, his face nervous, constantly looking around: “These are all relatively cheap… commoner’s meals. Miss, please give it a try, and if you really can’t accept it…”

His demeanor appeared too suspicious. If he wasn’t wearing the uniform, he might have been mistaken for a bad guy.

“Of course it’s fine, this will do! It’s not like I haven’t eaten this before…”

Miss Aleister was somewhat dissatisfied–this guy even thought about taking her to eat some “proper food.”

I don’t want that, I just want to drink Coke!

How could I not know the food in Avalon? Even in modern times, it surely isn’t anything good!

Unless you take me to eat Iris Flower cuisine, that might be acceptable…

Thinking so, Miss Aleister, swinging her legs on the high stool, examined the business card stuck in a disposable napkin on the table.

–Daddy’s Burger Shop, Camelot’s earliest freshly baked burgers, insists on hand-baking every bread bun, pan-frying every fresh patty!

Address: No. 199 Weiten Street, Red Queen District, New Glass Island

Ordering and contact number…

…Camelot…?

Also, New Glass Island…

The familiar yet unfamiliar texture of this small card in hand made Miss Aleister carefully play with it, her mind filled with myriad thoughts.

“Your meal.”

Just then, a female server with golden hair and glasses brought two trays in front of them.

With ice cubes and a straw, the glass cup fizzed with black carbonated water.

And a thick burger, cut into two halves, held together by two metal skewers, smeared with various sauces.

Miss Aleister looked at them hesitantly, cautiously picked it up and slowly took a bite. She then took a sip of the drink beside her.

She was somewhat afraid, this thing was just like in her memory; but she also feared it was different…

Inspector Webber was even more nervous as he watched her.

But seeing Miss Aleister’s eyes instantly turn red.

“…Ah, girl… Miss… Oh dear, this…”

Mr. Inspector stood up in a panic.

He didn’t even care about her intimidating status, and immediately took a tissue to wipe her tears.

Seeing this girl, younger than his own daughter, silently shedding tears, Inspector Webber’s heart softened: “It’s all over, it’s all over…”

Originally, when he heard she was a child of the Moriarty Family, Inspector Webber thought she was a runaway young lady.

She is from the house of Protector Duke Aiwass Moriarty, by age, she should be his great-granddaughter.

The Moriarty Family has a tradition of adopting other people’s children to inherit the family business. That seems to be some kind of legacy, but also perhaps a curse… Biological children cannot inherit the family business, and after becoming adults, they have to relinquish their surname and move away from the mansion.

Prince Aiwass’s children did not escape this fate and became the new du Lac.

The Queen, which is none other than Aleister I. It was after her accession that her father, Prince Aiwass, became the Protector Duke.

And this child…is also named Aleister.

Having the same name as a monarch is not strange–In Heracel countries, when naming children, they like to imitate “people they respect”, hoping their children can achieve like them. Aleister used to be a quite uncommon name, but since there’s been Aleister I, it’s no longer uncommon.

This means, this child’s parents hoped she could become someone great like Queen Aleister.

Later, her parents were killed by demons.

She cries while eating a burger and drinking Coke… Clearly, it’s not because it’s too tasty or unpleasant.

This can only be because she remembered the past–remembered the times when her parents were alive, when they brought her, still a little girl, to dine at such commoner restaurants; or remembered after her parents had just died, and before she was adopted by the Moriarty Family, when she was poverty-stricken, unable even to afford a burger.

“…Those Demon Followers truly deserve to die!”

Inspector Webber couldn’t help but curse, unconsciously clenching his fist: “I have an old friend whose wife and children were also killed by Demon Followers…”

Hearing this, Miss Aleister looked up: “Mr. Webber…”

“Hmm? You say, darling.”

Inspector Webber instinctively responded.

But as soon as he spoke, he realized–his words might have been a bit presumptuous.

This is the foster daughter from the “First Citizen’s” house… highly likely to be the future heir of the Moriarty Family!

But he couldn’t help it, looking at Miss Aleister, Inspector Webber always thought of his own daughter.

Sometimes, he would wonder… If he were to die on duty, what would happen to his daughter? Or, if those criminals found his home address, what kind of retribution would they face?

Just thinking about it, his “desire to continue being an inspector until sixty” couldn’t help but falter.

Fortunately, Miss Aleister seemed not to notice he had misspoken.

She just spoke up, sounding timid: “Why do you… believe in me so much?”

Upon hearing this, Inspector Webber smiled.

“You’re still too young, Miss.”

He tapped the in-ear headphones worn on his left ear, cheerfully saying: “Lying in front of an inspector isn’t easy. This is the latest model, it will alert at the slightest lie.”

–As expected.

Miss Aleister thought to herself.

She deliberately told the truth to guard against lie detection, which clearly was meaningful.

As an Avalonian, she was well aware of how much the Transcendents of the Path of Authority trusted in lie detection abilities.

For this reason, through repeated probing and taking advantage of the other party letting down their guard and leaking information, she obtained many crucial pieces of intelligence…

First and foremost, Miss Aleister confirmed… in this era, Demons and “Demon Followers” still exist and remain a substantial threat to Avalon.

–But if the Fallen Celestial Marshal no longer exists, where do these Demons come from?

Unless…

On this timeline, the Fallen Celestial Marshal never actually died.

And similarly, it’s impossible for the Fallen Celestial Marshal to have ascended to be a Pillar God–if He became a Pillar God, then the “Demon Followers” would not be universally despised like this.

So, in this timeline… did the Serpent Father not destroy himself? Or is it…

… that the Pillar God of the Path of Balance has turned into a Serpent Celestial Marshal?

Moreover, Inspector Webber even mentioned the name “Aiwass Moriarty”; he seems to be still alive.

That is Miss Aleister herself– or rather, the name of her original being, her master.

Logically speaking, by this time, Aiwass should have ascended to the Dream Realm. Even if not as a Pillar God, at least as a Celestial Marshal or as a Pillar God Apostle, yet he has survived until now… but Avalon has now turned into Camelot.

What year is it exactly?

Thinking this, Miss Aleister suddenly asked, “What date is it the Sunday after next?”

“The Sunday after next?”

Inspector Webber was taken aback by the question.

He furrowed his brow in thought for a while, then still ended up pulling out his phone from his chest pocket.

After unlocking it, he opened the calendar: “The Sunday after next is… um, the 22nd.”

“Let me see!”

Miss Aleister said, taking the phone from Inspector Webber.

Inspector Webber handed over the phone–after all, there was nothing secret on his phone, and since he was watching, there was no need to worry about any mishap.

Indeed, Miss Aleister merely glanced at the date carefully and politely handed Webber’s phone back to him.

–Even though the touch of that object greatly excited her mind.

But Miss Aleister knew, it was not yet time.

Just in that instant, she saw the date of today.

August 8, 1999. Sunday.

This is a future exactly one hundred years later.

“…Today is August the 8th.”

Miss Aleister murmured softly, “Aren’t you going to celebrate the festival?”

She probed, to see if today was some special day.

As expected.

Inspector Webber merely smiled, “I’m not an Elementalist… why would I join the festivities of the Infinite God?”

… “Infinite God,” Elementalist.

In a moment of vagueness, Miss Aleister recalled that piece of intelligence.

The information her foster father had given her… about the future that had once been destroyed.

–The Serpent Celestial Marshal had ascended to become the Pillar God of the “Evolution” Path, the Endless Knot.

“What Path does your daughter study? Evolution?”

“No, I didn’t let her become a Transcendent, that’s too exhausting.”

“But the Elemental Emperor…”

“Even as powerful as the Elemental Emperor is, there’s only one. Not much different from the Eternal Pope.”

Inspector Webber shook his head, “If you only look at the upper limits, then it’s merely deceiving yourself. I hope she becomes an electrical engineer… I feel the future is definitely there. If she later wants to become a Transcendent of the Path of Wisdom or the Path of Balance, that’s up to her. At least she shouldn’t be like me, just a hound of Authority… oh, please pretend I didn’t say that, will you?”

He hadn’t intended to say so much.

But somehow, as he spoke, he suddenly smelled a faint scent, and the thoughts in his heart uncontrollably slipped out.

And the playing cards between Miss Aleister’s fingertips quietly dissipated.

The probing that needed to be done was mostly complete.

Some questions, no matter how he responded could yield the answers–because the real information lay in the questions themselves.

Miss Aleister breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully… these Inspectors still haven’t improved their resistance to charm; otherwise, she might have had to flee.

She also suddenly realized why two people had disappeared.

Miss Aleister had initially thought they were petrified.

It seems now…

…could they have been captured by the Supervisory Bureau as dangerous individuals?

Because they couldn’t move, so they simply couldn’t enter the door!