Lord of the Mysteries

Backlund, North Borough, Saint Samuel Cathedral.

The cardinal of the Church of Storms, archbishop of the Backlund diocese, Deep Blue Officiant Randall Valentinus descended amidst the wind, landing inside the steeple with a huge clock to the left.

He donned a black robe with the Storm symbol and had thick facial hair. His hair was short and stood up, colored in a dark blue that was almost black.

This muscular demigod cast his gaze to the other side and said to the figure who was already waiting there, “Horamick, do you know what happened? Why did Anthony suddenly invite us over here?”

The person he spoke to was dressed in a white priest robe and a clergyman’s bonnet. He had a genial and mild expression, and he was none other than the Church of Steam’s Divine Council member, archbishop of the Backlund diocese, the demigod, Horamick Haydn.

Upon hearing Randall’s question, Horamick calmly replied, “I didn’t arrive here much earlier than you. In fact, I only left the laboratory for a few minutes.”

He wasn’t only a clergyman but also a famous scientist. He was an emeritus professor at Backlund University’s physics department.

Randall Valentinus was just about to say something when he suddenly saw a figure walk up the narrow spiral staircase and arrive at the peak in the darkness that the crimson moon wasn’t able to illuminate.

This figure was dressed in a black clergyman robe with red accents. By his chest hung five Dark Sacred Emblems. He was clean-shaven, and his eyes were deep, dark, and tranquil. He was none other than one of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of Evernight, Backlund diocese’s person-in-charge, Saint Anthony Stevenson.

“Is there something that can’t wait until daybreak? Or do people from the Church of Evernight enjoy discussing matters at night?” Deep Blue Officiant Randall Valentinus asked.

Anthony came to a stop after walking up the flight of stairs and said with a serious expression, “A very pressing matter.”

“What is it?” Randall asked immediately.

At this moment, Horamick Haydn also cast his gaze at Anthony Stevenson, awaiting his answer.

In similar situations, Horamick especially liked the existence of people from the Church of Storms. This meant that they would take the initiative to ask questions and that there was no need to be euphemistic. It didn’t require him to say anything else.

Anthony looked at them separately and said, “It’s related to the royal family. I’ll let Ma’am Arianna do the honors.”

Just as he said that, a barefoot, bun-haired female figure in a simple robe with tree bark for a belt quickly outlined itself out of the shadows.

Upon seeing this figure, Randall and Horamick immediately bowed.

“Good evening, Ma’am Arianna.”

Their expressions turned solemn at the same time, for they had a deep understanding of how important and crucial the matter that was happening tonight was.

not a small matter for a Grounded Angel to

had no idea when this

royal family, and the military enjoyed a certain degree of tacit

answered without

her right hand and

it transformed into a scene along with the darkness. It

kept for quite some time

Officiant Randall Valentinus couldn’t help but say,

that this deputy director of MI9 was only a Sequence 5 and had relied on a Sealed Artifact with severe negative effects to

of Storms’s influence on the military was greater than the two

of the Blood

in agreement. “Let’s

family and the king. It’s best if you

the Holy See referred to their respective Church’s

two archbishops replied without any

Haydn received feedback from the Sealed Artifacts they carried. Together with Anthony Stevenson and Arianna, they headed for the Blood Emperor ruins that Qonas

coat of arms with complicated symbols, and

as though “She” wasn’t worried that the guards in the ruins

servant of Concealment’s actions, Horamick seemed to be in thought. Randall wore a look of calm and didn’t believe that

underground ruins, on a strange metal pedestal, a

predetermined method to confirm if the person who had summoned the Door of Teleportation was disguised, so as to

see anything. The

intense unease and confusion, a figure quickly outlined itself behind them. It was none other than the leader

of an eye, the four guards fell into a deep sleep. Anthony, Randall, and Horamick entered

Instead, they passed through the hall,

came from the strange moss growing

Beyonders without night vision could

was a gray rock wall. It extended upwards without an end, and it seemed to be connected to the ground. On the other side, there was a bottomless dark valley as if it were the abyss where devils lived. A road paved with stone slabs lay in the middle connecting the halls and buildings together. From time to

who could enter the ruins to interrogate

curly mustaches grew above his lips, and he had thick brows. His eyes were slightly bigger and looked rather similar to a certain poker card

were extremely long, and his attire was unlike the current times. It was as though

Horamick, were no stranger to him. He knew that he was Prince of Sonia, Grove Augustus, one of the demigods of

did you enter?” Grove asked first, his expression

the initiative to say, “We’ve always been investigating the large number of mysterious disappearances,