Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1302

Chapter 1302 The Scene in the Prophecy

Bernadette fell silent for two seconds before replying through the Invisible Servant:

“Uncle Edwards, why are you here?”

She used the way she addressed him when she was young to reduce the chances of an accident.

Her voice reverberated in the surrounding air with the Invisible Servant as a conduit. It was dry, dull, and completely different from normal.

Edwards’s face was pale. It was as if he had just crawled out of the grave without any warmth.

“I don’t know either.

“When I woke up, I discovered that I had returned to this island.

“This might be my destiny. A destiny of guarding His Majesty.”

He paused with every word he said, but he didn’t give the impression that he was out of breath. It seemed like he hadn’t spoken for a long time, so much so that his throat was “rusty.” He wasn’t used to speaking.

Without waiting for Bernadette’s further inquiries, the knight, who was famous across the continent more than a hundred years ago, added with a flat tone, “His Majesty’s mausoleum is nearby.

“I’ve been guarding this place, waiting for ‘Him’ to revive.

“But after so many years, the mausoleum has never changed.

“There haven’t been any signs of a resurrection.”

Bernadette made the invisible servant look around and said, “This log cabin is where you live?”

Edwards’s exposed skin was slightly shriveled. It matched the aging spots he originally had. His voice was low and hoarse as he answered, “That’s right.

“I used the surrounding trees to make materials to build this cabin.”

Bernadette’s Invisible Servant looked in the direction where she had come from.

“Uncle William and the others aren’t with you?”

Edwards’s cold, wooden eyes moved.

“They have long been corrupted and are dead.

“Although they’ve come back to life, they’re more like monsters. They aren’t their former selves.

“Your Highness, you must be wary of them and avoid them.

“Do not trust anyone but Benjamin and me.”

Bernadette fell silent for a while before asking through the Invisible Servant:

“Where’s my father’s mausoleum? I want to take a look.”

somewhat stiff neck

“Okay.”

the cabin and took out a rusted

Edwards said as he looked

process, his expression was stiff and

Along the periphery of the forest, Bernadette responded using the Invisible Servant to make her hoarse voice echo in the

and he looked rather thin. He carried his axe and walked behind the log cabin before saying

careful along the

and made

after another, Bernadette suddenly made the Invisible Servant ask, “Uncle Edwards, what were you worshiping

as he maintained the

“His Majesty.”

kilometers behind him and the Invisible Servant, Bernadette immediately pricked up her brows. She took nearly

any emotion, “Uncle William

his back towards the Invisible

“No.”

down as though he

know what

could

ask any more questions as she made the Invisible Servant silently follow Edwards. Amidst the dark-green, towering trees and the black, sharp shrubs, they headed for the island’s

or five minutes, the trees up ahead

there was nothing. Instead, the towering trees suddenly

was covered by dark-green trees that were almost black in color. From afar, it was almost as if it was one

and Bernadette was mostly without vegetation—half of

the middle of the mountain, a pitch-black mausoleum stood there with a

was part of the mountain range. A small portion of it had signs of man-made constructions and polishing. It truly expounded on what it meant to be a

Instead, it looked more like a towering mountain.

cleaned the area, its surface was void

engraved on the mausoleum through the Eyes of Mystery Prying. She saw the heavy thirty-meter-tall stone door that seemed to be

symbols. She didn’t take much time to recognize them as either the “Civil Code” that was created by her father, the new

gray fog, was completely certain that this was the last

the Tudor ruins. It

passing through the invisible boundary, they arrived near the mausoleum. Edwards

the Invisible Servant. He said without any change in his

interrupt the

slightly and thought for two seconds before using the Eyes of Mystery Prying to

became extremely deep, like

her eyes clearly lost focus

secrets of the River of Fate and making a prophecy for what

the long mottled table and increased the probability of her success. He then prepared

latter wasn’t necessary, because Bernadette had a

raised her right hand the next

lips turned as red as blood, and her

illusory, ancient mirror appeared in

of her fairytale magic. Bernadette had used it to enhance the success rate and

“saw” a

dark mausoleum visibly shook as the tall,

a huge black arm stretched

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