I am the heroine's godfather!

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“I grant you a hundred years of life in your next life, but when you are born, you will be old like others, and when you die, you will be born like others.”

Charlotte and Daisy spoke at the same time, and Anna was momentarily confused, then as if she suddenly realized, "Oh, that's it, the greedy one, Mitchell!"

This is one of the legends of the Goddess of Light. A greedy person craved longevity and hoped to prolong his life by relying on an evil god. The Goddess of Light punished him by making him appear as a hundred-year-old man at birth, but he grew younger and younger until he turned into a newborn baby and died at the age of one hundred.

Because the story was so interesting, even Anna, who never liked reading the Bible, knew about it.

Chapter 56 deciphers the game, but Miss Charlotte seems to have caught the designer.

"There seems to be a portrait of Michela in the museum near the square."

Anna spoke up, and Charlotte nodded, "In that case, let's also search the square for bombs."

"Hmm, is there anything else we can figure out?"

"If I had to name one, there would be one."

Charlotte said softly, "The Triple Greatness is generally used to refer to Her Majesty the Saintess, namely, the Agent of God, the Strongest in the Mortal World, and the Supreme Being of Humanity."

"Well, surely no follower of an evil god would dare to hide a bomb in a place related to Her Majesty the Saint, right?"

Anna was somewhat incredulous, while Daisy pondered, "The place in Enshia City most closely related to Her Majesty the Saint is naturally the church, but it's impossible to plant bombs in the church... Is there anywhere else?"

"Hmm, the museum seems to have some paintings about Her Majesty the Virgin Mary..."

"Then let's go take a look together."

Charlotte finalized the route because they still hadn't found the answers to the next three puzzles, so they headed to the square.

It was nearing noon, and the square was bustling with people. The three little ones looked at the large square and fell silent.

"No, where should I even begin looking?"

Miss Anna muttered to herself, clearly in a bad mood.

"Why don't we go to the museum first?"

Miss Daisy made a suggestion, which was supported by Charlotte and Anna.

The Enshia Museum was originally privately owned by the Grand Duke of Antins. After the Grand Duke's death, Count Morganflore did not leave the museum to him, but instead donated it to the Lord's Palace. Enshia now operates on a reservation system; those wishing to visit must make a reservation one to three days in advance by letter or in person.

Logically, Charlotte and her friends would have some trouble getting into the museum, since they didn't have a reservation. But as mentioned earlier, since the museum was donated by the Morganfle family, members of the Morganfle family don't need reservations to visit.

"Hmm, Charlotte, you seem more like a princess than I am in Enshiya."

Looking at the respectful gatekeeper, Anna couldn't help but complain. Charlotte scratched her head: "I also benefited from Loran's presence."

"Mr. Loran is really amazing."

Daisy had a very good impression of Lorraine. This Earl Morganfleur was very mysterious in the eyes of outsiders, but she could tell at last night's dinner party that Lorraine's care for Charlotte was genuine.

Although it sometimes annoys Charlotte.

But perhaps it's this playful bickering that makes us feel more like a family.

The group entered the museum. The museum was already quite large, and after Loran's donation, it was renovated. Now, in all of Isnar, apart from the museums in the capital, the museum in Enshiya is the most famous.

However, the three of them did not come to visit. After asking the staff, they went straight to the gallery to look for a portrait of Michela, and then they were startled.

A little girl is holding a red rabbit doll!

Anna nearly let out a piercing scream, but Charlotte and Daisy quickly covered her mouth. After Anna calmed down, Daisy asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why was someone carrying this bomb?"

"Perhaps it's a conspiracy orchestrated by the mastermind behind it all."

Anna stroked her chin, deep in thought. Charlotte pondered for a moment, then said, "No matter what, we have to get our hands on this doll."

"Hmph, just you wait!"

Anna, hands on her hips, rummaged through her magical storage items and pulled out a giant rabbit doll, about the height of a person: "Ta-da!"

"This is......?"

Charlotte had never seen such a huge rabbit doll before. As for Daisy? She was considering something else: both of her friends possessed magical storage items...

Why do I feel isolated?

However, this was just a joking thought. Daisy looked at Anna's smug face and hesitated for a moment: "Anna, you don't mean to use this to exchange for that bomb, do you?"

"Uh-huh!"

"But......"

"Oh, it's okay. I don't really like this rabbit anyway."

Her Highness waved her hand, displaying her domineering and arrogant nature!

As expected, the little girl naturally did not object to Anna's seemingly unequal deal.

The little girl was satisfied, and Anna was satisfied too; it was a wonderful transaction.

Anna brought over the red rabbit doll, and as soon as they held it in their hands, the doll's eyes suddenly lit up. Holding up a wooden board, it asked, "Question! Which month has twenty-eight days?"

"Isn't that simple? Of course, it'll be February!"

Anna, hands on her hips, said it triumphantly, but the rabbit swung his hand and hit Anna on the head with the wooden board: "Wrong! Wrong!"

Hey you!

Miss Anna was furious. "Even my sister has never hit me! How dare you, a mere little doll, do this!"

Daisy stopped Anna, who was about to fight the doll: "Calm down, calm down."

"But isn't this answer wrong?"

Charlotte thought about it carefully. This didn't seem to be a simple common sense question, but rather more like... a riddle?

There are 28 days in every month.

"Correct answer! Correct answer!"

The red rabbit doll's eyes dimmed: "Bomb disarming device activated..."

"Charlotte, you're so clever!"

Anna looked at Charlotte, who answered the questions with ease, her eyes filled with admiration.

"Haha, no, Anna is also very capable, it's just that this question was a trap."

After dealing with the bomb, the next target is the portrait of the saint.

The portrait of the Messiah in the Enshia Museum, titled "The Day of Coronation," was created by a great painter from Enshia. It depicts the day Messiah was crowned and is kept in the deepest part of the gallery.

After walking through the long gallery, the three arrived at the deepest part, where a huge portrait showed Messiah, dressed in a white papal robe and wearing a three-tiered crown, holding a scepter high. Behind her were seven gods, and in front of her were all living beings.

This is a sacred painting, and countless devout believers come here to pay their respects to it.

The three of them saw two familiar figures in the painting: one with black hair and black eyes, and the other with red hair and golden eyes.

"Lorraine, and Miss Claire?"

Charlotte gasped in surprise.

Loran and Christine stopped talking and looked at the three little ones: "How did you get here?"

"..."

Looking at Loran's indifferent expression, Charlotte remained silent for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his hand: "Come here for a second."

Chapter 57: Players who want to solve the game, please do not attack the designers.

"What's wrong, my dear little Charlotte?"

In the corner, Loran watched Charlotte deep in thought, a flawless smile playing on his lips.

"Loran".

Charlotte suddenly spoke up: "Tell me the truth, did you plant this so-called 'bomb'?"

Making bold assumptions and carefully verifying them is an essential skill for any detective. Although Charlotte wasn't a detective and didn't have enough evidence, based on her understanding of Lorraine, Charlotte had a gut feeling that Lorraine had orchestrated this whole thing.

Moreover, it's not entirely unfounded speculation. First, given Lorraine's abilities, there's no reason why Daisy wouldn't have noticed him eavesdropping outside the study. And putting aside the museum matter for now, why did the guards at the clock tower recognize Morganflore's mark instead of the royal seal?

Admittedly, it is possible that they did not recognize the royal mark, but there is another possibility—they were people arranged by Loran.

Furthermore, they discovered a bomb right under Loran's nose in this museum. Do you think Loran wouldn't have noticed it?

Although it was still uncertain, Charlotte didn't mind testing the waters now that she had met Lorraine.

"Oh dear, why would you think that?"

Lorraine wore a pitiful expression, conveying a broken feeling of being distrusted. Anyone else might have believed her, but Charlotte had lived with Lorraine for so long, so she rolled her eyes, expressing her dissatisfaction with his half-hearted performance: "Your acting is terrible!"

"Hey."

Ignoring someone's malicious attempt to act cute, Charlotte stared at Loran: "So, this whole thing is fake?"

"It can't be said to be entirely fake."

Loran straightened his expression: "Indeed, a follower of an evil god planned the bombing incident."

"But the mysterious person who gave us the riddle is a fake?"

"Successfully answered! Unfortunately, there's no prize."

"..."

Seeing the person's smiling face, Charlotte didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh and ask, "Speaking of which, what happened to the real bomb incident?"

"No big deal."

Lorraine waved his hand, indicating that Charlotte didn't need to worry: "Victoria and that old man Cardit have made almost all the preparations, and the bombs are almost cleared. Plus, with me backing you up, there won't be any problems."

"That's good."

Although it sounded like a challenge, Charlotte chose to believe Lorraine. While Lorraine sometimes enjoyed causing trouble and playing pranks, he was reliable when it mattered.

"Alright, my dear Miss Charlotte, it's time to continue deciphering the mystery."

"You wait a moment."

Charlotte tugged at Lorraine's sleeve: "Tell me the truth, is there a bomb next to Her Majesty's portrait?"

"Hmm, congratulations, you guessed right."

"..."

Charlotte was silent for a moment, then looked at Loran with a hint of shock: "Aren't you really afraid of being judged for disrespect by Her Majesty the Saintess?"

"Hey, although I'm not very familiar with the Holy Maiden, we did meet once at her coronation ceremony back then. The Holy Maiden isn't the kind of petty person who holds grudges."

Theoretically, a rumble of thunder in the sky at this moment would have been more fitting, but Charlotte listened intently for a long time and still heard nothing. She then said with some skepticism, "Even so, you can't do something like this. What if the Vatican blames you and issues a warrant for your arrest?"

"Don't worry, I still have some influence with the Vatican."

Charlotte was not angry because of his disrespect for Messiah, but because she was afraid that he would be punished by the Papacy.

As expected of my child!

Seeing that Loran was in a good mood for some reason, Charlotte sighed: "Also, could there really be a bomb hidden in the square?"

"Wow, as expected of little Charlotte, she guessed four correctly so quickly, that's amazing!"

"...This square is so big, how are we supposed to find it?!"

"...Hehe."

Loran, who hadn't thought much about the puzzle when setting it up, had to try and bluff his way through. It's fortunate he didn't become a level designer before his transmigration, or he'd probably be torn to shreds.

"..."

"Okay, I'll tell you where it's hidden."

Faced with Charlotte's silence, Lorraine finally admitted his mistake and told Charlotte the location of the bomb hidden in the square.

Then Charlotte tugged at the corner of her clothes.

"I've caught the mastermind behind this, so there should be a reward!"

“…Miss Charlotte, you’re pushing your luck. I’ve already identified two hiding places for you.”

"Those two are compensation for the lie you told me, and compensation for your own design flaws!"

Looking at Miss Charlotte's confident assertion, Lorraine opened her mouth, but ultimately couldn't utter a rebuttal.

Damn, this girl's words are actually so reasonable and well-founded.

"Well then, I'll give you another hint."