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.

Sea and half the

to this,

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

moment, Pallez Zoroast

while Dwayne Dantès was heading to the Southern Continent,

immediately as his mouth turned agape.

muttered with a slightly hoarse voice, “As expected, he didn’t forget

“What can I do?”

lack the qualifications to exact vengeance on him. He just needs to reveal his Mythical Creature form to make you lose control and become a lunatic. The chances of you getting your revenge are zero! This is

He paused before chuckling.

you would inform the Church

wanted to retort a few times, but he

“What you can do for now is to give Klein Moretti some information. Wait for him to write back to you. Then, based

so as to inform the Church of Ince Zangwill’s location?”

“No hurry. Do it at the

wish to be sealed even more so. As long as you inform the Church of Ince Zangwill’s location and begin a pursuit, it will immediately learn of

need to warn Klein

he asked, “Old Man, you seem

apparent

Pallez’s slightly-aged voice chuckled.

Fourth Epoch, 0-08 had

you. The more you

terror from Old Man’s vague words. This had already exceeded

“Then how should I hint to Klein Moretti without letting 0-08 know? Or that even if he were to know, it will be very superficial knowledge, making me

for Old Man’s reply, he continued, “An indirect hint? I’ll tell him I’ll temporarily not inform the Church of Ince Zangwill’s location… I believe he should be able to understand that there’s a problem based on the situation. He will understand that we need to be

sentence, ‘Once you know it, it will also know you,’ without mentioning 0-08

Pallez Zoroast finished listening, “He” chuckled and said, “Humans will

exhaled and sat up. He found a pen and paper and

he set up a ritual right on the

…

On a liner

lower deck cabins, waiting to arrive at the Southern Continent to begin a life filled

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