Lord of the Mysteries

On the undulating sea, inside an ancient and dark sailboat.

Alger Wilson stood in front of a window, considering the report he had to produce when he arrived at Pasu Island. It was at that moment when the endless gray fog and a figure lording over him appeared.

He then saw a dark red glow and saw a blurry figure resembling The World. He then heard the figure’s calm words.

After hearing it, Alger’s eyes widened. He found it difficult to suppress his joy as a strong sense of bewilderment and shock emerged within his heart.

He remembered very clearly that The World had only promised The Sun to obtain the Notary potion formula within three days at the last Tarot Club gathering. He hadn’t mentioned anything related to the Ocean Songster potion formula, but in just days, this gentleman had obtained the rare Sequence 5 formula and even its main ingredient!

What did he do exactly? Alger muttered silently to himself as he couldn’t help but recall Gehrman Sparrow’s cold and formidable appearance. He found the man more and more unfathomable.

Is this the advantage of being a Blessed? Yes, I just received the news yesterday that Gehrman Sparrow boarded the Future last week in Nas. On the one hand, it proves that Admiral of Stars is indeed The Hermit, and on the other hand, it means that what The World did last week was extremely important. For example, entering those dangerous waters in the eastern front to obtain something. Therefore, he had no choice but to seek The Hermit’s help? As such, he advanced and became a Sequence 5 powerhouse?

This can explain how he obtained the Ocean Songster potion formula and its main ingredient in the span of a few days… But what did he do exactly? Don’t tell me that he killed someone from the middle-upper echelons of the Church? Alger couldn’t help but frown.

He quickly calmed his heart as he focused on another matter.

Although instantly obtaining the formula and main ingredient delighted and excited him, making him feel that becoming a Tarot Club member was a turning point in his life, he still needed to pay for it!

What can I give The World… Alger fell into deep thought, depressed to realize that he didn’t have any items or money of equal value.

He subconsciously paced about his window.

…

Above the gray fog, the busy World vanished as Klein cast his eyes on Groselle’s Travels which he had brought above the gray fog.

This book comprised of yellowish-brown goatskin was silently placed on the long bronze table. It didn’t appear special in any way, appearing so ordinary that only history fans would notice it.

Klein conjured a pen and paper as he cautiously wrote the first divination statement: “This is the Spectator pathway’s Uniqueness.”

He was most worried about this point, as it meant that he couldn’t seal the book above the gray fog. It might bring about unexpected accidents, but carrying it with him made it possible for him to be sucked into the book at any time. That would be very problematic.

the spirit pendulum on his left wrist, composed himself, and

his eyes, the topaz

meant a negative

book isn’t the Spectator pathway’s Uniqueness. Then, there’s no need to be too afraid… Klein thought for a few seconds before divining if Groselle’s Travels

he thought for a long while before penning a new divination

long perished. There was a high chance that the Uniqueness was in the

the paper and book, Klein leaned back into

the sky turned extremely dark. It was as though strong winds

sliver of light appeared first along the horizon as it grew bigger

was a

huge continent that could hold

them, there were dozens of erect hundred-meter-tall stone columns. They either stood independently or

over the continent and the one-of-a-kind city. At times, they would land on a stone column to rest as

was about the size of King of

as a palace with a height of over two hundred

had stone columns erected, propping up a dome. The space was so large

inward, and soon, Klein saw a book made of yellowish-brown goatskin. Its cover was blank as it floated in midair. Compared to its surroundings,

the book, a large

shadow’s silhouette was outlined, Klein felt his thoughts

eyes spewed out with blood as his ears were left with two black holes. His mouth and nostrils had white matter stained with

everything. Klein

hurts! It freaking

way inferior to the Eternal Blazing Sun. I didn’t even discern ‘His’ looks or

Sun’s information, “He” had perished at the end of the Second Epoch. After so many epochs, spanning two to three millennia, just prying into the mystery was enough to put me in such a sorry state. If not for the gray fog’s

the Eternal Blazing Sun, but one had died long ago, while the

nearly a minute to recover from the pain, Klein recast his gaze on Groselle’s Travels. He tapped the mottled table’s edge and muttered silently, This book’s

written by an ancient god, a storybook that

the ancient sun god and was fine. After all, it would take some time to go from the City of Miracles, Liveseyd, to the Giant King’s Court. And before Groselle was swallowed by the

to kill “His” boredom? Or could it be that the Dragon of Imagination had foreseen some of the future. “He” specially created this book to leave behind a chance for “Himself” or the dragons to resurrect. However, he underestimated the ancient

but he wasn’t able to verify them. After some consideration, he thought of finding a chance to enter

Edwina and Anderson. I have to be careful and cautious… Klein nodded as