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.

a small matter for a Grounded Angel

no idea when this

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

evening, Archbishops,” Arianna answered without any

right hand and

with

been kept for quite some time had finally

Randall Valentinus couldn’t help but say, “He actually advanced to

had relied on a Sealed Artifact with severe negative effects to obtain combat strength at the demigod level. He

influence on the military was greater than the two major

revealed, Horamick said, “One involves a secret ruin of the Blood Emperor, and with large numbers of people sent in… These two

Randall nodded in agreement. “Let’s head to the

calmly said, “This involves the royal family and the king. It’s best

words, the Holy See referred to their respective Church’s

the two archbishops

the Sealed Artifacts they carried. Together with

iron-black coat of arms with complicated

calmly as though “She” wasn’t worried that

to be in thought. Randall wore

a strange metal pedestal, a ghostly-blue beam soared up and formed a

beam and planned on using a predetermined method to confirm if the person who had summoned

didn’t see anything. The area

them. It was none other than the leader of the Church of Evernight

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

they passed through the hall, floating in midair as they

strange moss

Beyonders without night vision could

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

about to capture a few people who could enter the ruins to interrogate them about the situation inside when a figure flew out of the

grew above his lips, and he had thick brows. His eyes were slightly bigger and looked rather

a gown and had a huge cloak over him. The tips of his shoes were extremely long, and his attire was unlike the current times. It was as though he lived a hundred years

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

asked first, his expression a little surprised and

each other, and Anthony took the initiative to say, “We’ve always been investigating the large number of mysterious