Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 906

Backlund, North Borough.

The pitch-black night had the crimson moon covered by clouds. There were only street lamps on the two sides of the road that emitted a faint light, illuminating the road ahead and the doors of the nearby houses.

7 Pinster Street’s mailbox was silently hiding in the intersection between light and dark, bathing in a cool breeze that blew from the side as though it was in a slumber.

At this moment, newspapers, bills, and letters from various unknown people suddenly spewed out from its mouth.

These objects seemed to be dragged by an invisible hand as they floated in midair before flying towards the door and entering through a gap.

Inside the house, at the foyer, the newspapers automatically spread open as they rapidly flipped over. Then, they were casually left on the chair, stacking over other newspapers.

The bills and letters continued flying into the living room, with the former quickly stopping. With a few shakes, they floated to the surface of the coffee table and lined up. The latter had their envelopes removed, and the letters without envelopes quickly unfolded themselves, showcasing themselves in midair.

After a while, a portion of these letters flew onto a rack on the first floor’s study. Some rushed for the scissors to help it cut itself apart. Then, they orderly surged into the washroom and were thrown into the toilet.

Whoosh!

The mechanical flush of the toilet was automatically depressed, washing away the paper shreds into the sewers.

7 Pinster Street went back to normal, and its silence was identical to an uninhabited house’s.

Southern Continent. East Balam. Kolain City.

Leonard Mitchell, who had just arrived, was resting in a residence arranged by the local Church of Evernight.

Suddenly, that slightly-aged voice sounded in his mind:

“Punk, you have an important letter.”

“What letter?” While Leonard asked softly, he already had a guess in mind.

To mail an important letter to 7 Pinster Street without caring that it was inhabited, there was only one, no—two people: Klein Moretti and Dwayne Dantès.

the old man named Pallez Zoroast could still clearly read the letters sent to 7th Pinster Street despite the Berserk Sea and half the Northern Continent separating them, Leonard had only a

to this,

Time to parasitize that specter, making it “His” eyes, ears,

moment, Pallez Zoroast

heading to the Southern Continent, he discovered traces of

turned

a slightly hoarse voice, “As expected, he didn’t forget the need

“What can I do?”

wield 0-08, you still lack the qualifications to exact vengeance on him. He just needs to reveal his Mythical Creature

He paused before chuckling.

you definitely would’ve said that you would inform the Church with news of Ince Zangwill and join

few times, but he ultimately didn’t

Moretti some information. Wait for him to write back to you. Then, based on the arrangements written, provide the

inform the Church of Ince Zangwill’s location?” Leonard

chuckled and said, “No hurry. Do it at the critical

be sealed even more so. As long as you inform the Church of Ince Zangwill’s

you need

he asked,

wasn’t apparent in the

Pallez’s slightly-aged voice chuckled.

During the Fourth Epoch, 0-08 had once caused the death of

also know you. The more you

came to an actual realization of 0-08’s terror from Old Man’s vague words. This had already exceeded

letting 0-08 know? Or that even if he were to know, it will be very

believe he should be able to understand that there’s a problem based on the situation. He will understand that we need to be extremely cautious. And even if he

it will also know you,’ without mentioning 0-08 should be enough for Klein to

“He” chuckled and said,

exhaled and sat up. He found a pen

set up a ritual right on the heels of that and

…

Waypoint Island. On a

alighting. They were huddled in the lower deck cabins, waiting to arrive at the Southern Continent to begin a

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