Lord of the Mysteries

Upon hearing Miss Justice’s greeting, The Fool Klein suddenly had a strong wistful feeling.

After knowing her identity, status, looks, and situation, he had a deeper understanding as to why Audrey’s tone had a happy and radiant air. He understood where they essentially came from, but he didn’t end up envious or jealous because of that, nor did he believe that she lacked the toughness that was brought about by misery. Instead, he felt that in this world that had chaos, warped, and madness underlying it, having such a lady exist was really nice.

A smile surfaced on his face as he gently nodded as an acknowledgment of Miss Justice’s greeting.

After the Tarot Club members exchanged greetings, Cattleya nudged her glasses and turned her body sideways. She bowed in the direction of the blurry figure that was enveloped by gray fog at the end of the long bronze table.

“Honorable Mr. Fool, there are three diary pages this time.”

Queen Mystic has finally come online again… Klein lampooned and said with a smile, “Very good.”

A few seconds later, Cattleya conjured the diary pages after receiving approval before seeing them “leap” into Mr. Fool’s hands.

Klein glanced at it casually when his heart skipped a beat.

He realized that the diary pages provided by Queen Mystic depicted Emperor Roselle’s early days. It didn’t seem to contain anything important.

Logically speaking, when being unable to distinguish the importance of entries, one will definitely prioritize the later diary entries. This would best restore the mystery as to why Emperor Roselle was “agitated”… I believe Queen Mystic is sufficiently clever… As Klein wondered to himself inwardly, he began seriously reading the first page.

“21st September. Arrived at St. Millom. I’ve officially begun my first state visit.

“Feysac’s weather is really a little cold. It’s not even October and it looks like it’s about to snow. It’s no wonder it’s famous for its various coats and winter wear. As well as its liquor!

“F*ck, the people here are ridiculously tall. As expected of a country that descended from giants. However, I have to say that I hate it when people look down on me!

“Tonight, I’ll be going to a bar to find a Feysac beauty to share some drinks!”

Upon reading this, Klein suddenly suspected if Queen Mystic Bernadette’s question was if she had a brother of Feysac descent.

Holding back his tsking inwardly, Klein swept his gaze to the second diary entry.

“22nd September. I think I blacked out…

“What happened last night? What happened to my Feysac beauty? I actually lost out to her in drinking!

“The embassy staff told me that the women here are often better at drinking than men…

future. I sure don’t

day. Thankfully, my stomach doesn’t hurt. I should sleep

like a myth

circle the perimeter. The square at the bottom of the

others playing musical instruments.

flute. Compared to his kinsmen, he’s ridiculously

have the purest giant bloodline. The way he plays the bone flute looks very sorrowful, as though he doesn’t belong here but has no idea where to go to. Compared to the skirt chasers at

for a while and raised my question

a true blue native

for a few more minutes. He later told me that he misses the origins of the giant bloodline, the Giant King’s Court mentioned

me that he and his clan of Feysacians often dream of tall mountains that are used as giant city walls. It’s a palace forever bathed in twilight’s glow, with tall towers and other kinds of buildings. It resembles the Great Twilight Hall, but it’s

needing to tell them, Honegger and his clansmen believe that it’s

going to leave Feysac to seek out the

at the easternmost front of the Sonia Sea, there might be a path that leads

passed, but the giants have never forgotten their home. Now, it’s his turn to follow the footsteps of his ancestors. This path would never stop

and gradually left amidst that ethereal and sorrowful

“Home…”

first time that his feelings

describing his feelings, Klein could understand the undulating feelings within the emperor. This was because he and Roselle were like Honegger. They

inwardly, Klein flipped to the second diary

January. Visited

It has plenty of elvish ruins

day. The elves actually make ‘blood cake,’

“They even invented chopsticks?

elvish depictions on the murals, apart from their blue hair, their facial contours and eyes

almost an entire race. I felt that I was overthinking matters… But it doesn’t make sense that the customs and cutlery that appears on Earth won’t appear here… Klein thought

been so busy searching for writings, relics, and folk tales that I forgot to write my diary for a few

by the various Churches,

and using spices. It’s acknowledged that ‘He’ is their founding ancestor, the first elf. Due to certain reasons, ‘He’

it be that this is a fellow countryman of mine, a

an entire race? There’s nothing ancient gods can’t do,

was also an

January. After further investigation, elves might really have nothing to do with transmigrators.

all the time.

before I came. Likewise for famous quotes. There are only proverbs and idioms with similar meanings but with a completely different