Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1140 Plans

Backlund, East Borough, 7 Pinster Street-

After a busy day, Leonard finally had the chance to ask his questions:

“Old man, what is Sefirah Castle?”

The slightly-aged voice in his mind fell silent for a few seconds. He chuckled and said, “The place where you meet every Monday is most likely Sefirah Castle.”

Leonard never expected to hear such an answer. His mind went blank for a moment. He was surprised, shocked, and confused, mixed together with the thoughts of it being impossible for to pop out of nowhere and the poignant feelings of how complicated things were.

After a while, he pressed in a low voice, “What kind of place is Sefirah Castle?”

As though sighing and laughing self-deprecatingly, Pallez Zoroast said, “Actually, I’m not too sure. I’ve only heard some rumors.

“It’s different from the creation myth you know. Rumor has it that the original Creator left behind nine different entities. They were kingdoms, cities, rivers, oceans, and keys. Sefirah Castle was one of them.

“It might not actually be a castle, but something else. As for what its exact form is, you might know it better than me.

“The reason why I’m certain of its existence is because I sensed it when I became an angel, but I was unable to see it and establish a connection with it.

“My great-grandfather mentioned a theory that the nine entities might have something to do with the sefirot of the second Blasphemy slate. Unfortunately, because of various reasons, ‘He’ was unable to decipher the details related to the sefirot.”

Leonard calmed down. Leaning back against the sofa, he asked thoughtfully, “Old Man, do you suspect that Mr. Fool is the embodiment of sefirot?”

Based on what he had seen and heard from the Tarot Club and Old Man’s occasional lecture, he had a certain understanding of matters regarding the deities.

After a long silence, Pallez Zoroast replied, “Perhaps…”

Under the strict curfew at night, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets of Backlund. Occasionally, there would be carriages passing by, carrying people of status.

After arriving at the agreed-upon house, Klein wasn’t in a hurry to enter. He half-closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and grabbed at something in front of him. He pulled out another Sherlock Moriarty wearing a black double-breasted frock coat and a silk half top hat while holding a gold-inlaid cane.

This was the image of him from the Historical Void when he left his residence earlier.

As Klein was right in front of him, this image appeared stiff, like a prop on-stage.

was the mysticism principle of “a unique shared consciousness in time.”

Void, a result Klein suspected to be attributed to his insufficient level. In short, his projections could only engage in more mechanical and instinctive battles. Something that was unknown to the Scholars of Yore had prevented them from giving a corresponding answer even if they experienced it for

something he had learned in real life and had studied. Simply put, the

also suspected that if the historical fragments of the same matter had been mostly lit up, the rest would very

state will be a complete snapshot… That’s enough… Klein looked at

there was a time limit. In addition, if time

the grayish-white fog, his consciousness suddenly came alive in the

his top hat. Wearing the face of Sherlock Moretti, he came outside of the house. Following their agreement, he took out the Master

under the crimson moonlight, he quickly surveyed his

cupboards, high-back chairs, coffee tables, and other furniture were

dress and a matching bonnet, Sharron suddenly appeared on

evening,” this Puppet lady nodded

spoken, she would be a classic and

same time, Marie, who was wearing a white shirt

“dead,” one who isn’t afraid of the cold… After lampooning inwardly, Klein took off his hat and

“Good evening, Miss Sharron.”

then turned around and said to

was formerly a Zombie, the deepest impression Klein had of him was

when we have the time… He sighed

playing cards was because he had previously analyzed the combat styles of Scholar of Yore, and he realized that if he were to encounter Zaratul, both sides would

throw an Emperor Roselle card. You throw a Bernadette card, I’ll throw a Benoit. If you throw The Half-Fool card,

at summoning the important figures in the Historical Void is rather low… Klein retracted his gaze and took the initiative to say to Sharron, “I’ve recently needed to do something. It’s rather difficult and dangerous. One of the steps is to collect Beyonder blood from the twenty-two different pathways. As for the Wraith pathway, the only person I can ask for help is you and Marie. You should be skilled at hexes, and you should have a way to remove the connection between

effective, nor could he divine it. After all, this involved a level that exceeded Sequence 1, and

that a Scholar of Yore had many means at their disposal, he had even tried

However, it was useless.

blood was formerly provided by Trissy of the past. The person Groselle’s Travels pulled

couldn’t be changed,

Moriarty’s request quietly, Sharron said without any change in expression,

do you

Sharron’s reaction is exactly as I imagined… Klein took

“One tube would suffice.”

tube seemed to possess a life of its own as

lady’s right hand landed on her left wrist. Her nails suddenly

just a light stroke, a wound opened up at her wrist. Blood seeped out, but it didn’t

healed instantly, leaving no scar behind. The

Sharron wore an impassive expression, as if she