Lord of the Mysteries

It was late at night with the thick clouds concealing the moon. It was dark across the Backlund Bridge.

Just as Klein “Teleported” here, he saw green pea vines descend from the sky like a storm that enveloped his surroundings before he could look around.

They intertwined and quickly formed a forest. They stacked upwards in layers, making it impossible to see its peak.

Klein released his right hand’s grip on his top hat and familiarly followed up the path paved by the vines.

It didn’t take long before he saw a naturally-formed swing made out of green plants. He also saw Queen Mystic Bernadette who stood beside the swing.

This eldest daughter of Emperor Roselle had a head of long chestnut hair. She wore a blouse with laced flowers that formed a bow tie. She matched it with a gray dress that went past her knees and a pair of Wellington leather boots. She also wore a bonnet with a hanging black fishnet.

“You’ve grown faster than I had imagined.” Bernadette’s blue eyes behind the black fishnet reflected Gehrman Sparrow’s figure.

Klein replied without any change in expression, “Praise Mr. Fool.”

As he said that, he inwardly lampooned, This is what it means to strive to be stronger, relying on oneself rather than on others!

Queen Mystic nodded slightly as she said with a gentle but emotionless voice, “I know why you want to see me.”

Without waiting for Klein to say a word, she tilted her head slightly and looked at the vine swing beside her. She said in a tone as calm as a lake that had countless undercurrents beneath it, “I feel that he hasn’t really perished completely.”

…Does that mean you believe that Emperor Roselle hasn’t died completely? He lives somewhere in this world, with a chance for him to return? Klein didn’t expect to hear such a straightforward and sensational words right at the beginning of their conversation. Although he easily controlled his expression, he was somewhat at a loss for a reply.

At the same time, he noticed that Bernadette referred to Emperor Roselle as “he” instead of “He.” Regardless if they were using ancient Feysac to speak or the normal daily language used in Loen or Intis, they were completely different words.

This means that deep down in Queen Mystic’s heart, Emperor Roselle isn’t an angel, but a father… Klein calmed down his emotions and deliberated before asking, “Why do you have such thoughts?”

Bernadette retracted her gaze from the vine swing and said with the same gentle voice, “Towards the final stages of his life, although he was crazy and radical, everything he did had preparations in place. I believe that he must’ve prepared something for himself.

You should know that he attempted to switch pathways in his later years and tried for the vacant Black Emperor throne. This required him to build nine secret mausoleums in the form of pyramids.

Palace, the Churches of the Eternal Blazing Sun and Steam jointly found eight mausoleums and destroyed each one of them. However, the ninth

can definitely awaken inside that mausoleum. If

Towards the end, her voice

It’s mostly a kind of

the words by King

a particular floor-to-ceiling window and look to

west of Intis. There, he had found a primitive

Roselle built the last secret mausoleum in the Abyss

the Black Emperor pathway very

Emperor card as a bookmark and had used Bernadette’s name in ancient Feysac as the activation incantation

lips behind Queen Mystic’s fishnet veil produced a

this matter for more than a century. And to figure out the details, I’ve suffered the infusion

tell that you, and Mr. Fool who’s backing you, have a deep

and I might very well be “roommates” who had been hung

Bernadette that the ninth secret mausoleum might be somewhere in the Fog Sea, very likely to be on the primitive island, or in the Abyss.

wasn’t surprised by Gehrman Sparrow’s response. She cast her gaze west to a

couldn’t see Bernadette’s gaze, Klein could vaguely sense that this lady was looking at the place where she had

vines and deep darkness, there were a lot of subtle emotions

gently said, “After my matters in Backlund ends, I’ll pass a few pages to Cattleya

don’t you ask next week?” Klein didn’t

will affect my mood, and a bad

because of a bad mood? What sort of matter has such strict requirements? A clash with a demigod of the mind domain? Or perhaps, after she resolves the knots in her heart, will she have the confidence to attempt to become

hers, something that it

me how to interpret and write those symbols. He didn’t agree to it and

tell that he was worried, apprehensive, and in a difficult position when he wrote those pages. Finally, he told me that if I can really become an important figure of the mysterious world as Zaratul

careful of the “Spectator”… Klein couldn’t

be broadly referring to the Beyonders of the Spectator pathway. He was definitely pointing to a

That ancient secret organization’s founder and leader is… Klein’s eyelids twitched as he didn’t dare to think any further, afraid that a particular existence would

diary page,” he said, hoping to see that diary page as

“I know.” Bernadette nodded.