Lord of the Mysteries

The moment she saw the stranger appear in front of her, Lady Despair materialized a sharp, crystalline ice spear and threw it at her target.

Using the force of the recoil, she attempted to break through the back of the carriage and into the street.

With regards to this sudden turn of events, she was puzzled at this strange enemy who suddenly appeared. On the contrary, she was very confused and perplexed as to how someone could find her concealed self so quickly. It was no less difficult than destroying a large city, or teleporting directly from Backlund to the Southern Continent of East Balam.

But as a Sequence 4 Demoness of Despair, she had developed herself one step at a time from when she was an Assassin. She knew that she couldn’t afford to be distracted or spout nonsense at such critical moments. It wasn’t too late to think about all these matters later.

Therefore, she chose to attack directly and wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

She could already imagine how the strange woman with black hair and eyes would be frozen in the layers of sparkling light left in the frosty wake of the ice spear’s trajectory. She would have to struggle to break through the obstruction in order to have the strength to chase after her.

By then, she definitely would’ve escaped from the street and blended into the crowd.

However, the scene she was looking forward to didn’t appear. As soon as the crystalline ice spear left her hand, it silently disappeared into thin air, its whereabouts were completely unknown.

Angel! The Demoness of Despair’s eyes narrowed as black flames suddenly surged from her body, spreading ailments in a bid to ignite everything around her and causing a large-scale fire.

At that moment, her body trembled in a strange manner, and she froze on the spot.

She saw her left hand disappear, one centimeter at a time, as it rapidly spread upward in an unstoppable fashion.

In her eyes, the beautiful and lifeless eyes of the woman opposite her were dark and serene, as if there was a pure darkness concealed within.

“You aren’t! You are…”

The Demoness of Despair’s words came to an abrupt halt. Her entire body was like a sketch that had been quietly erased with an eraser, leaving no trace behind.

Her final gaze was filled with fear and despair. The seat she previously occupied was empty, as though she had never sat in it before.

The beautiful woman with the lifeless expression pulled the hood of her classical robe, and her lips moved almost imperceptibly as her figure instantly disappeared.

…

On the outskirts of Empress Borough. On a trackless public carriage.

Triss was sitting quietly in the corner, wearing a veiled hat.

She didn’t flee with the help of the river by going straight to the Tussock River, nor did she head for the nearest railroad to catch a train, as everyone thought she would.

Her choice was to return to Backlund.

Only in this city with a population of over five million, with all sorts of hidden factions and numerous Beyonders, would they be able to help her escape the subsequent pursuit of the Demoness Sect!

At this moment, she felt tense, mentally, constantly wary of the terrifying old butler, Funkel.

Suddenly, her head spun.

returned to normal, she found herself having magically left

rapidly as she

classical robe, and she noticed the black eyes

was as if Trissy had returned to being an infant, so weak to the point that she couldn’t put up

dripped from her forehead, and although her

a feeling… Am I going to die here… Is this finally going to end after I

her eyes, removing her “curse” of being unable

but there was no longer any traces of that extremely terrifying figure.

to find that the sapphire ring

Crack. Crack. The remains of the ring and the

…

rolled around the collapsed stone pillar and the heavily injured Mr. A,

the characteristic fragments which were slowly gathering from the remains of the Master Key, he didn’t even take a glance at them, afraid that he would give Mr. A enough

for the Shepherd, not to mention

heard that the Rose Bishop, the Sequence prior to

Creak!

pulled open

the clouds in the sky were tinged

the middle of a mountain. He was surrounded

frantically ran and wasn’t even taking the mountain trail. Instead, with his skills as a Clown, he ran down the steep slope, occasionally tumbling, and occasionally swinging

Splash!

heard the crashing of the river. It

moment, a strong gust of wind blew over, sweeping towards

decision. His knees

Sou! Sou! Sou!

he was originally standing and the direction he was moving in had a deep ravine carved

dropped out of the wind, his body still draped with a cape squirming with fresh

finger, and immediately, chunks of flesh

Boom!

in every direction as Klein cartwheeled with his hands, dodging

bloody holes through the huge tree. Traces of corrosion began spreading in every direction

revolver. He was about to raise his hand and shoot Mr. A in the eyes when he saw a deep darkness

the scenery around him

his side in a manner inconsistent with logic, turning into a blood-red blanket that enveloped him in a manner

to scare me to the point of stopping my heart? A thought flashed in Klein’s mind and he

dream. The lucid him

sun appeared. Clear and blazing flames

saw the Eternal Blazing

left the dream and

two streams of

blood began to