Lord of the Mysteries

While Miss Justice was doing the greetings, The Hermit Cattleya maintained her silence as she observed as she did before. She didn’t involve herself in matters, as though she was an outsider at this gathering.

She watched as Miss Justice and Miss Magician conjured their Roselle diary pages to pay off their previous debts. Then, she carefully glanced at Mr. Fool without daring to look straight at him. Yet, she still wasn’t able to see further through the special gray fog. Her dark purple eyes were only capable of seeing clothes that were definitely conjured.

With the three pages of Roselle’s diary, Klein wasn’t in a rush to read it like before. After all, he had already interacted and used a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact and knew what a Uniqueness of a Beyonder pathway looked like. He had even intimidated such a divine artifact, so he believed that regardless of Emperor Roselle’s content, there was nothing that could shock him greatly.

Unless he was given a Demoness Blessing by some powerhouse with a unique ability and temporarily became a woman… Klein joked inwardly as he surveyed the long bronze table in interest.

Eh, Ma’am Hermit’s curiosity is different from Miss Justice and company’s. She pays great attention to the matter of Roselle’s diary? Klein retracted his gaze and took note of this discovery. Then, he casually read the yellowish-brown goatskin.

“22nd April. We plan on entering, to explore the Abyss.”

“23rd April. We followed the pitch-black ocean, passed through the liquid-like fog, and arrived at the mountain peak that resembled a monster. Behind it was endless black fog. It seemed to blanket an entire continent.

“However, looking at the bottom of the peak makes it seem endless and without limit. I had joked with Edwards that if I were to commit suicide by jumping off that cliff, I might never fall to the ground, forever in a state of falling.”

Upon seeing this, Klein nearly pricked up his brows. He couldn’t believe that Roselle would dare to organize his own knights and sailors to explore the periphery of the region after seeing the Abyss.

Isn’t he afraid of dying? Legend has it that it’s a place that can corrupt everything, causing all life to perish! At this stage, Roselle definitely hadn’t reached Sequence 4, and he wasn’t a demigod. He was at best a Sequence 5, or even lower… If it were me, I definitely would’ve turned the boat around and reported it to the Church… In that instant, Klein gained a deep understanding of the huge difference between him and Roselle.

In addition, Roselle’s description of the Abyss’s periphery had reminded Klein of the mysterious stone doors of Amon’s mausoleum. A similar scene had appeared after the Church of Steam and Machinery’s Archbishop Horamick’s puppet made contact with it.

I wonder what Roselle discovered there… At the very least, he didn’t die from his exploration. He still had an exciting life after that… Klein moved his gaze down and read the remaining content on the diary page.

“24th April. We proceeded down the peak in an attempt to probe deeper.

“The thick black fog is biting cold, as though it can erode flesh and the soul. Haha, luckily, the Dark King I’m onboard has certain items that resist this corruption, or I’ll suspect that me and my Knights of the Apocalypse will become members of Farron’s 1 Undead Legion.

“It’s very quiet, and we didn’t discover anything.”

but they were in

mountain, below a slush-filled opening that one cannot call a path, there were different devil corpses that were either in

they had all been killed at the

corpses or silence; there’s

on the Dark King has begun to show signs of

seldom had fear over the past few years, but here, that fear of the unknown is like an invisible hand that clasps my

to leave! I have to return!

encounter something else? What does the abnormality over there symbolize? An intense battle? Klein subconsciously had some

two. The older she grows, the more likable she is. She’s indeed a young lady who doesn’t let down the

her bubbly figure, I suddenly felt a sense of

to curb my desires, making it easy for me to be influenced by my environment. Heh heh, I have to thank fate that I’ve not met a Desire Apostle from

in this world are very nice to me. I’ve also worked hard to make them proud, but I know that my feelings for them aren’t

that my mental state is like playing a role-playing game in virtual reality. My parents, brothers, and friends are all non-playable characters. I can devote some of my feelings to them, but never anything serious. Therefore, I can join all kinds

that I had an additional sense of

is my child, a living child

what

have to be alert about this state of mind that’s mentioned in this entry… It might not exist in the past, but it

January, a brand new year, a brand

advancing to Artisan, I finally have

There is

I could already recall its appearance, as well as the strange symbols and patterns on its surface. But the past me could clearly sense that I wasn’t able to replicate

I finally

silver plate filled with special symbols and patterns, I tried hard to inject my

to surface before my eyes,

problem with the material,

to my recollections of my transmigration experience, I restored my past state, believing that I no longer lacked anything. However,

this doesn’t work, how did I succeed in my

and