Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 167

“Alright.” Crestet Cesimir nodded. He leaned forward. “Then swear upon the Holy Artifact.”

As he was saying this, he bent down to lift the silver suitcase by his foot.

Holy Artifact? The Holy Artifact that earned you the title of the Goddess’s Sword?Klein looked at the actions of the deacon curiously.

Crestet placed the suitcase on his knees, his dark green eyes instantly turning black.

He lifted his hand then pressed down. The cover of the silver suitcase which resembled a violin case suddenly dissolved and receded like the tide.

At the same time, Klein felt that the light around him was being drawn forward as if it was being absorbed by the suitcase.

Apart from the lights from the classic lamps that lined the walls, as well as the silver splendor that spiraled within the suitcase, the alchemy room turned pitch dark. The scene looked extremely strange.

Pa!

WIth a crisp snapping sound, Crestet Cesimir opened the suitcase, revealing the pure white bone sword that lay within.

Yes, a bone sword. The moment Klein saw the sword, he knew instinctively that it was mainly made out of bone!

The short sword silently released a pure white glow in the pitch dark alchemy room, as if it were a moon hanging high in the night sky, or a lighthouse in the middle of a storm.

It looked as though the sword had no defects on its surface, but a closer examination would reveal that the surface of the sword was laced with layers of symbols and icons. These mysterious patterns intertwined to form the body of the sword.

Klein observed the holy sword, suddenly realizing that he couldn’t look away!

His vision was being drawn towards the sword as his brown eyes slowly lost their luster.

Crestet lifted the suitcase, moving the sword away from its original position.

Klein instantly snapped out of his trance and finally freed himself from the nightmare he couldn’t escape before.

He cast his gaze to the side and asked gravely, “Your Grace, do you need me to put my hand on the holy sword?”

“Yes, come over.” Crestet’s voice was melodious as if he was singing a lullaby.

Klein stood up, still looking to the side as he took small steps forward. As it was dark, he couldn’t see where the legs of the deacon were, nor his old leather boots.

“Stop,” Crestet spoke calmly.

at the pure white bone sword through the corner of his eyes

he bent down and extended his right hand, accurately placing it atop the

and into his mind. The distracting thoughts and feelings of worry instantly eased, as if he was sitting on a roof in a noisy village, smelling the scent of the harvest and admiring the starry night

after me,” Crestet

“Alright.” Klein nodded.

then heard the

Evernight Goddess, nobler than the stars and more eternal than

in my real name

details of the ‘acting method’ to those who do not

this, I shall accept any

“Please witness my oath.”

oath in Hermes, following Deacon Cesimir’s

faint feeling that a connection has been established between him and

drew a crimson moon

“Praise the Lady!”

the Lady!” Crestet smiled

the suitcase

light from the lamp once

black eyes of Deacon Cesimir had regained their

his chair and

answering the question directly, he instead smiled and said, “You might feel a little confused and not understand what I’m about to tell you, but I cannot explain why that is so, for that involves the

right to know after you become an archbishop or a high-ranking deacon… Klein looked at Cesimir and added inwardly before Cesimir could say

member of

Klein nodded sternly.

silver suitcase back beside his foot and

upon generations of genius Beyonders slowly figuring out

core to this method is the name of the potion. It’s not

looking at Klein’s thoughtful expression, Crestet continued, “We have realized that the names of the potions all point to a certain group, and this group has their own approach and operates in unique ways. In simpler terms, there are a set of rules that come with the name of the potion, different rules for different potions. When we follow these rules strictly, the risk of losing control is reduced

principles?” Klein took the opportunity

understandable as the one I gave to Justice and Hanged

us toward. That is the ‘acting method.’ You must remember,

realize… Klein said

Crestet laughed.

experiences accumulated

we’re also digesting it, just as we would our food. When you truly digest the potion, you will feel a unique,

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