Lord of the Mysteries

Bernadette stared at the outline for a long time until it gradually became clearer as the Dawn approached. It was the silhouette of a large island.

On the island, there were huge, towering, dark-green trees that almost bordered on black covering the ground and mountain.

Although Bernadette couldn’t be sure that this was the primitive island that her father had once visited, her intuition as a Clairvoyant told her that this was likely the place she was seeking.

As the coastline entered her eyes, she pursed her lips and lowered her head. She chanted an honorific name:

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog; the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck…”

Right on the heels of that, Queen Mystic Bernadette raised her hand and made the crewless Dawn stop in the nearby waters without approaching the shore.

At the same time, the sound of pianos, violins, cellos, flutes, and other musical instruments interweaved together into a lively tune.

As the music echoed, the toast, steak, mashed potatoes, fried mushrooms, and other dishes on a plate jumped up one after another and returned to the oven amidst a dance or threw themselves into the trash can.

The red wine bottle, white dining cloth, and other items had all returned to their original positions. They either sealed themselves with wooden corks or kept folding themselves neatly.

Then, Bernadette gently threw out a bright and unrealistic ball of yarn with her right hand.

The ball rolled into the void, leaving a thread behind. Bernadette followed it and strolled through the spirit world before arriving at the border of the nameless island.

This Queen Mystic wasn’t in a rush to head deeper. She searched for the possible existence of the Black Emperor mausoleum, and she cautiously made her sea-like blue eyes turn dark and deep. She temporarily lost focus, as though she was prying into the secrets of the river of fate.

A few seconds later, Bernadette’s eyes returned to normal as she subconsciously looked up into the sky.

She felt that she was being watched by a certain existence.

Of course, this was something she had expected, as she had taken the initiative to recite Mr. Fool’s honorific name.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, Klein accommodated The Fool’s card, draped himself with the “curtain,” and held the Staff of the Stars. He was checking the situation on the island through Queen Mystic’s prayer light.

In his true vision’s field, the island was shrouded in a thin layer of distorted blackness. It made it impossible for him to see the situation inside directly. He could only obtain Bernadette’s point of view.

Even if it’s not the primitive island that Emperor Roselle discovered, this place isn’t simple… Klein nodded indiscernibly as he waited for Queen Mystic to do a deeper exploration.

she was going to lead herself into a dangerous abyss that she had no way of

out an illusory hat and

captain-looking figure disappeared,

one of the fairytale magic that stemmed from Mystical Re-enactment. At its core was a hat

path that appeared to have been opened up by humans and entered the forest

insects. It was so peaceful as if time had frozen, so dead that

would be quite lively. But now, she felt as if she was walking

it were any of the Beyonders with weaker minds, they would definitely feel tense. Burdened with a heavy pressure, they would slowly approach the edge of losing control. However, Bernadette’s expression didn’t change at all, as though she was already used to proceeding through

for nearly half an hour, she still didn’t see

up, because the huge trees in

any joy. Instead, she slowed down and raised her hand

eyelashes appeared in front of her, looking

was grabbed by invisible hands

Bernadette’s Invisible

Eyes of Mystery Prying and quickly

vision gradually became clearer, as if it

Servant arrived at the boundary of the open region and transmitted

empty space. There were countless creatures prostrating

gnarls for eyes and hollows for mouths. There were demonic wolves with eight legs, giants with four long limbs, and feathered serpents with oily feathers and scales with a dark green shade. The latter coiled there, resembling small hills. There were also different kinds

direction. They had their upper bodies or heads prostrated, as though they were worshiping

were even a few humans among

Bernadette counted a few

her father had discovered had a special type of corruption that allowed dead creatures to return here—to the source—regardless

and Poli. However, apart from the three of them, no one else was sacrificed in corresponding matters. And at that moment,

had eventually resolved the corruption problem and made

this not the island? Queen Mystic examined the

clothes from Roselle’s era. Their faces were pale, their skin shriveled, and they looked more

their faces.

later, those creatures straightened their bodies and the entire forest

this opportunity, Bernadette saw the five of them and compared them with her memories and

is Grimm. This

William. I remember him. He taught me swordplay

Uncle Poli…