Chapter 237: Roselle Feels Uneasy

"Uh..." Lynn blinked, quickly running through the list of his subordinates in his mind before calmly saying, "If all goes well, your future colleagues should include Death Consul Azik, Antigonus, Mother of the Sky, Red Angel Medici, Mr. Door Bethel..."

Hearing these familiar names, Roselle's eyebrow twitched. He then asked, "What if things don't go well?"

"If things don't go well, you'll have to manage on your own!" Lynn said, looking like a boss giving his employees empty promises. He even took a step forward and patted Roselle on the shoulder, adding, "But don't worry. No matter what, at least you have the Church of Steam and Machinery to share the workload."

Roselle: ... Thanks, but why does this sound like a shell organization? And are you sure the Church of Steam and Machinery is there to share my work and not to add to it?

"Be honest with me, is there anyone in our organization right now?" Roselle grabbed Lynn's arm and asked seriously.

"Well, there's at least a group of kids." Lynn recalled the first batch of trainees from the Eye of Secrets.

"That's even worse than having no one at all..." Roselle didn't know what to say. He couldn't help but look at Lynn and asked, "You're so capable. Why didn't you spend more time recruiting some colleagues for me?"

"I did recruit! I'm just currently harvesting talents." Lynn spread his hands, looking at Roselle. "The others aren't in as bad a situation as you, so it takes more time to bring them in."

"You're sure I'm the worst off?" Roselle's first reaction was speechless. Then he couldn't help but argue, "Not to mention, Mr. Door should be in a similar situation, maybe even worse with his corruption..."

"Yes, that's why I'm fishing him out of history..." Lynn said, smiling at Roselle. "Just like I will fish you out of history."

"You said it yourself, my organization has no one because the tools I've recruited, including you, aren't officially saved yet." Lynn stepped back and added, "So, Roselle, pray that I don't die on the way to saving you all. Then you'll have enough colleagues to share the work."

"Why don't you say if you die, I won't have to work?" Roselle rolled his eyes but realized something, looking at Lynn with a complex expression. After a few seconds, he said, "Fishing out a group of people who are either dead or worse off than dead to work for you, impressive. No wonder it's still a shell company." His tone seemed like a complaint, but it was more of an appreciation.

"No choice, most of the employees I fancy are like this!" Lynn said helplessly.

Hearing this, Roselle couldn't help but recall Lynn's previous promise to clear out the Outer Gods before losing himself. His expression became more complicated.

He realized that his fellow transmigrator, despite having a mischievous and childlike nature, was undoubtedly a very upright person in matters of principle.

Only such an upright person would still be willing to save him despite just being fellow transmigrator.

As for working, Roselle didn't think that with Lynn's abilities, he would have trouble finding workers if that was all he wanted.

"I'm not as good as you think. The reason I want to save these people is either to make them work for me or because I have some connections with them. I'm not a great philanthropist!" Lynn said with a smile.

"Then why do you want to clear out the Outer Gods before losing yourself?" Roselle asked, looking at Lynn.

"Just to give the people I care about a safe environment," Lynn said, seeing Roselle's "You're just being stubborn" expression. He didn't bother to explain further. Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "By the way, do you have any tokens or a secret code that only you and Bernadette know? Otherwise, she might not believe me."

"Maybe you wouldn't mind if I read a passage from your diary to Bernadette?" Lynn asked with an eager expression, not hiding his anticipation.

Roselle: ...

"Promise me you won't mention the diary again, okay?" Roselle said gravely.

Lynn glanced at him and then slowly began to read, "November 3, Matilda is three months pregnant now. I even find those maidservants who come from the villages beautiful..."

"Shut up, ahem, please Shut Up!" Roselle lunged forward, covering Lynn's mouth. Given Lynn's current Sequence 2 status, Roselle actually succeeded.

But that didn't stop Lynn from moving his fingers to create words in the air with fire: "No, I can't lower my standards. Coincidently, Countess Florais has invited me to join a private party, hehe."

"Do you think I should read this diary to Bernadette?"

"I don't think so!" Roselle's face turned pale. The diary Lynn read wasn't as bad as the "Demoness" or "Champagne Count" entries but was still definitely something Bernadette shouldn't hear.

"I think it's pretty good!" Lynn said, stepping back a few meters and smiling. "Since your diary will be made public eventually, why not let me do it? At least I can put in a good word for you."

"You sure you won't stir up trouble?" Roselle didn't trust Lynn in this matter. He would trust Lynn on big issues but not on something as mischievous as this.

"But..." Roselle hesitated for a moment before compromising, "You can read some less, less provocative entries to Bernie."

Roselle wanted to hide the diary's contents but knew Lynn wouldn't lie about the future, and Lynn's mischievous nature was too obvious. Avoiding the issue would only make Lynn more determined to read it, so he chose to take a step back.

"Alright..." Lynn showed a slightly disappointed expression but reluctantly nodded, knowing this was the best he'd get.

Lynn could secretly read the embarrassing entries to Bernadette, but since Roselle was going to work for him, he didn't want to push too far.

"As for tokens or secret codes..." Roselle hesitated before sighing, "No tokens for now. For a secret code, just say the word 'home.' She'll believe you."

Since they spoke in Chinese, Roselle emphasized the word 'home.'

Lynn wasn't surprised, just nodded and smiled, "No problem. By the way, next time we meet, I'll bring you a letter from Bernadette, if she writes one."

"Thank you."

(End of Chapter)

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