Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 719

Klein turned his gaze to the forest where light could hardly penetrate through its denseness, having gained a rough idea of where he was.

This was the Waning Forest which Groselle guarded when he was at the Giant King’s Court.

The trees in the forest were tens of meters tall, and the thickness of the trees was the arm span of several giants. However, their barks were mottled with signs of rot everywhere. The leaves and twigs were mostly withered and dropping as they interwove with each other like a dark cloud floating in midair.

Groselle and similar-looking giants guarded the boundary of the forest, either carrying axes or broadswords, fully concentrating on defending the area.

According to Groselle, this Waning Forest has the bodies of Giant King Aurmir’s father and mother buried in it. Apart from this ancient god, no one else is allowed to step inside, including these guards… Yes, Giant King Aurmir’s parents should be so-called original giants, the kind that was the craziest, cruelest, and most ferocious. Perhaps… Eh, why would Groselle have such a dream? As Klein was in thought, he suddenly sensed something amiss.

According to his random conversations in Pessote, the present Groselle was a native giant who had nothing to do with the Giant King’s Court.

Therefore, having such a dream made it appear rather abnormal!

From the Psychology Alchemists’ theory which Ma’am Daly and Miss Justice have discussed before, perhaps the book world will use or clone the original character’s subconscious or collective subconscious when creating a character. Then, it would make minor changes, making the consciousness fulfill the required settings. Therefore, Groselle’s dream will be influenced by his subconscious, reproducing life in the Giant King’s Court… if that’s the case, it can only be said that this book is a cruel author… The moment Klein thought of this, he suddenly had an idea. He felt that this was an opportunity for him to gather relevant information on the Giant King’s Court.

He previously planned on directly learning about such matters through Groselle. But in order to keep his promise, the Giant Guardian had died in the battle with King of the North Ulyssan. After his Spirit Body left the book world, it quickly dissipated without giving him any chance of communicating. Now, he finally had another method, which was to explore Groselle’s dream.

There had to be parts of it that were ridiculous or exaggerated, but the remaining content had to be a true reflection of reality. As long as an approach of careful study is employed, it’s not impossible to distinguish the two.

Groselle never entered the Waning Forest, so the scenes inside must stem from his imagination. There’s no need to explore it… Klein slowly cast his gaze onto the mountain where the king’s court was.

It wasn’t tall, which meant that the Waning Forest was on a mountain rather close to the king’s court. It was probably just a straight path from there to the ancient god’s residence.

Klein didn’t waste time searching as he walked straight to Groselle and acted like he knew him well. He asked in a relaxed tone, “How should I return to the king’s court?”

He knew that Groselle was an honest giant, and he would only be more honest in his dream.

Groselle raised his hand to scratch the back of his head as he looked down with a confused look. He said with a smile, “Isn’t it simply by taking the Barren Tunnel?”

ahead and added, “You’ll see it when you circle around that

as he said

head again, muttering to himself in confusion, “Who

out the mountain, the scene opened up before Klein’s eyes. A gigantic cave at least thirty meters tall

a stone stele. Engraved on it was a single vertical eye, a high nose, and plush lips. It looked

approached, the mouth on

you returning to the king’s court ahead

unflustered tone. After all, the intelligence level of

stele opened and closed

a question; otherwise, you shall

it should be rather fun to see what happens… Klein lampooned

“Okay.”

stele’s lips closed for

woman you covet ask you to judge which of them is most beautiful,

quivered as his mind raced. Using nearly ten seconds, he answered, “My intelligence is insufficient to determine this matter. I will assign someone who is

that can get me killed? He gritted his

this more intelligent person?” The giant’s face on the stele

answered, “Of course

quite a moment before it said, “Alright, I’ll consider it as you answering the question. You

stele

weathered. The sides and top of the cave were filled with murals, speaking of stories of the giants and dragons battling the demonic wolves, mutants, devils, and phoenixes. The drawing style was crude and the color choice was

withered weeds, as

the decline of life became more apparent the

of time, Klein saw a huge grayish-blue open door. Standing on each side of the door was a

others. They wore solid and beautiful iron-black armor and firm, exquisite helms. They looked like two huge

pass

wasn’t too spacious. The ends of the hall could be seen clearly, and it could probably only hold

environment, he suddenly halted. Then, the hall seemed to be pulled up

saw were grayish-black

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