Lord of the Mysteries

After bringing the wood-colored cane back to the real world, Klein immediately began the ritual.

He lit the candles and burned the corresponding essential oils and herbal powder, took two steps back, and skillfully recited the honorific name of the Goddess. Finally, he said, “I sacrifice this cane filled with life to you. I’m willing to receive your blessings.”

He didn’t directly mention the Demonic Wolf of Fog’s transformed heart and White Frost Crystal. This was equivalent to making an equivalent exchange, not offering sacrificial items and praying for a bestowment.

There was no need to be too meticulous in other aspects of the ritual, but this was a case of showing his attitude at a fundamental level. He felt that he needed to be careful.

When Klein finished his sentence, two out of the three candle flames swelled and intertwined, forming an illusory and dark mysterious door.

The door slowly opened, creating strong invisible winds.

They swept up the Life’s Cane, allowing it to disappear into the seemingly endless cosmos through the gap of the illusory door.

Immediately following that, there was a flash as two items tore through the barrier and landed on the altar without making a single sound.

One of them was a strange heart formed by wisps of white mist, and the other was crystalline frost that emitted cold air.

Klein was delighted as he hurriedly lowered his head to thank the Goddess for her bestowment.

When he raised his head again, the dark and mysterious door had closed. It rapidly faded away, and the altar was completely restored to normal.

Phew, it really succeeded… Klein heaved a sigh of relief and took two steps forward, putting away the Demonic Wolf of Fog’s transformed heart and White Frost Crystal.

At this moment, the relaxed him couldn’t help but have a thought that he absolutely couldn’t say out loud.

If I had known that it would go so smoothly, I wouldn’t have had to use my Life’s Cane…

That huge junk pile might’ve been enough…

Perhaps I didn’t need to sacrifice anything, and the Goddess would’ve bestowed them to me. The present situation indicates that “She” is personally supporting me becoming a Scholar of Yore…

Of course, this way, if I receive too many bestowments, who knows what price I’ll pay in the future. Using Life’s Cane to trade for it makes me feel more at ease…

Well, from the looks of it, before advancing to Sequence 2 and becoming an angel, the Goddess will still shower “Her” blessings on me. In the future, it will be hard to tell what kind of developments and changes will happen…

With this in mind, he reined in his thoughts, ended the ritual, and tidied up the altar.

Then, he began to plan on how to deal with the Hounds of Fulgrim, the so-called “Sefirah Castle Keepers.”

Magician never

of the Bridge, Rose

police uniform and wore a “red glove.” He led his team members and the real policemen to the only cathedral of the Church

to a high-ranking inspector. But in fact, with his status as a captain of a Red Gloves team, he should be equivalent to a superintendent or even a chief superintendent. However, officers at that rank

passing through the door, Leonard scanned the area and realized that it was empty. There were only two figures. One was sitting in the front pew,

black hair and

nodded secretly as he walked down the

half-giant bishop

Police Department.” Leonard showed his identification and said, “We would like to invite you

in a calm tone despite looking down

you’re a spy for Feysac or Feynapotter.” Leonard explained the reason he had long come

the same time, he was prepared to pull Bishop Utravsky into a dream at any moment. Once he

face a

before Leonard set off, he had applied for a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. This was also the reason why he had delayed

two seconds before turning to look at Emlyn White, who

expression froze. He opened his mouth, but didn’t know

retracted his gaze and nodded

“Okay.”

to be very careful

you for

harming a Blessed of Earth Mother, Leonard suspected that the

of Old Man Pallez, Leonard knew that the relationship between the Church of Earth Mother and the Church of Evernight was like dried timber. It could be ignited with a tiny spark. When the time came, the history books would record today’s

localized problem to a fuse that

had lit

heaved a sigh of

due to the gentleness of the soft moonlight. She lowered her voice and said, “Cap, uh, Sir, there’s still a priest. Should we take him with us? Yes, we can temporarily shut down the Harvest Church for some time to prevent any accidents from

Emlyn:

Leonard:

the spy case involves Feynapotter, he would also be considered a suspect. Let’s invite him back

what expression to show

a two-bedroom

last mouthful of bitter coffee. She stood up

who was enjoying her breakfast,

had only been a day

and took a deep

“No.

it over to the editor of the publisher. If it’s serialized, there’s no need