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.

pure white bone sword

glance, he bent down and extended his right hand, accurately placing

mind. The distracting thoughts and feelings of worry instantly eased, as if he was sitting on a roof in a noisy village, smelling the

after me,”

“Alright.” Klein nodded.

the deacon speak

nobler than the stars and more eternal

my real

‘acting method’ to those who do not know of it

shall

“Please witness my oath.”

and made the oath in Hermes, following Deacon Cesimir’s

a connection has been established between

his right hand, he drew a crimson moon

“Praise the Lady!”

Crestet smiled and

of the suitcase and pressed

light from the lamp once again filled the entire

that the black eyes of

chair

little confused and not understand what I’m about to tell you, but I

only have the right to know after you become an archbishop or a

know after you become a core member of the Church, such as

Klein nodded sternly.

placed the silver suitcase back beside his foot and crossed

Church has had generations upon generations of genius Beyonders slowly figuring out a

to this method is the name of the potion. It’s not only critical; it’s also the

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

principles?”

the one I gave to

name of the potion points us toward. That is the ‘acting method.’ You

I didn’t realize… Klein said sincerely, “Thank you for informing me. I will

Crestet laughed.

are the experiences accumulated over

only gain mastery over the potion, we’re also digesting it, just as we would our

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