Lord of the Mysteries

After getting a grasp of the situation, Klein looked at the full-body mirror in the room and asked, “What’s the king’s secret?”

The surface of the mirror that seemed to lead to another world had aqueous light ripple before revealing a scene:

It was a ruin that was hidden deep in the darkness, covered in the dust of history. However, it was completely intact.

Does that mean that the king’s secret is in the Blood Emperor’s ruins… Arrodes doesn’t dare to answer directly, or is this as much as it can see? After some deliberation, he said to the magic mirror, “It’s your turn to ask.”

The image in the full-body mirror didn’t change at all. It only revealed silver words:

“Great Master, do you have any other questions?”

“Yes.” Without standing on ceremony, Klein nodded and asked, “Where is Saintess of White, Katarina, presently?”

In the mirror, the silver words rapidly faded and disappeared, but the background didn’t change at all. It was still the Blood Emperor ruins.

If not for the word’s appearance and disappearance, I would’ve thought that this magic mirror “crashed”… Katarina is hiding in the Blood Emperor’s ruins? The real one? Klein nodded thoughtfully.

“It’s your turn.”

Above the scene, silver words condensed once again:

“Benevolent Master, why don’t you leave Backlund?”

That’s a good question. I originally had such plans… I originally investigated the Great Smog of Backlund because of my outrage over the innocent deaths of the poor like Old Kohler, as well as being lost due to the shattering of my main goal. Later, I ended up with the identity as a Blessed of the Goddess. Later on, I tried to prevent a disaster from happening and prevent the people I know from suffering due to the ambitions of the powerful and to not drown because of the tides of the times. I was willing to bear some of the risks…

As for now, knowing that there might be a war that would sweep the entire world, and discovering that the advancement ritual of Scholar of Yore is practically “tailor-made” for me, with signs of things being arranged, I’ve already come to a realization that I might not be able to escape even if I tried. Or should I say that I’m unlikely to escape my destiny even if I were to flee Backlund. In that case, I might as well take the initiative to face the risk head- on and see if I can figure out the truth and find a chance to survive, grasping my fate in my own hands… Klein’s thoughts kept churning before they settled.

Following that, he calmly replied, “Leaving can’t really solve the problem.”

With that, he asked, “Where is Trissy now?”

The full-body mirror finally changed the depicted scene. This time, it was pitch-black. Occasionally, thick objects would slip across the surface.

Arrodes also can’t see Trissy’s situation… Klein nodded slightly and said, “It’s your turn to ask.”

The mirror was filled with aqueous light and wisps of silver formed a sentence:

I have something to tell you.

ahead,” Klein replied, somewhat

words changed

have to be careful with what follows

used an exclamation point… Arrodes noticed something unpleasant? After thinking for a few seconds, Klein said, “What

Arrodes reorganized its words, turning them from silver to grayish-white. It was obvious that

words appeared

scene

“Sure,” Klein spoke slowly.

produced ripples as the

became deeper and deeper,

a beautiful and vast

it’s the gaze cast from the cosmos? It seems

end it

they appeared had slowed down for some reason. “Great Master, y-you haven’t said that you would summon me, your loyal servant, Arrodes, again if you have other questions in

Klein said in amusement, “Of course, I’ll summon you again when I

words on the mirror returned to their normal speed, forming a

summoning symbols and drew the curtains. He once again stared at the cold and

a

knew that the problem had been resolved. They roughly understood what

believed in the God of Steam and Machinery, opened her eyes in the dark and quiet prayer hall, turned her

to directly say that Mr. World or Gehrman Sparrow was truly impressive, but she no longer wanted to make such a

her feel like she had been in the mysterious

a crimson moon on her chest, a form

could finish her sentence, the message she tried

from the time she and Fors entered the cathedral, less than ten minutes had passed; yet, he had been finished off

saints, there was such

blessings of an angel…” With her experience in supernatural events and writing novels,

it unsuitable for communication, Xio didn’t directly respond to Fors’s words. She nodded, stood up, and walked into

left the prayer area, and after approaching the door, Xio exhaled and said, “I really hope

occasionally too.” Fors smiled. “Uh, no matter what, you’ve already completed your investigations, haven’t you? Although the so-called secrets are definitely worth digging into, the outline

looked at the door ahead of her and fell into a daze for a

what’s the point? I can’t do

no. When it comes to enemies, that person’s identity isn’t too lofty. At least, he’s someone we can look at directly.” Fors seriously comforted her friend. “When you obtain a qualitative change in strength, you’ll discover that you have the ability to participate in that matter. At least in matters that don’t involve even

Fool. “He” had used his Blessed and the members of the Tarot Club to destroy the descent of the True Creator, revealed Bansy’s secret, obtained a portion of the authority from the Storm domain, and interfered in the ownership of 0-08. Compared to the angels, King of Angels, and even true gods that were involved in these matters, King George