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.”

towards the cabin and

looked at the Invisible Servant that normally

this process, his expression was stiff

the periphery of the forest, Bernadette responded using the

axe and walked behind the log cabin before

careful along the

the Invisible Servant and made it follow the

forest one after another, Bernadette suddenly made the Invisible Servant

head as he maintained the

“His Majesty.”

Servant, Bernadette immediately pricked up her brows. She took nearly

continued asking without any emotion, “Uncle William

the Invisible Servant and

“No.”

though he was thinking

don’t know what they

slightly as though she could see some changes in the river

Amidst the dark-green, towering trees and the

four or five minutes,

a process that went from dense to sparse until there was nothing. Instead, the towering

trees that were almost black in color. From afar, it was almost

Bernadette was

a pitch-black mausoleum stood there with a majestic

of it had signs of man-made constructions and polishing. It truly expounded on what it meant to

pyramid. Instead, it looked more like

its surroundings, or perhaps Edwards had cleaned the area, its surface was void of weeds, nor was it covered

Eyes of Mystery

with those words and symbols. She didn’t take much time to recognize them as either the “Civil Code” that was

was carefully examining it, Klein, who was above the gray fog,

mausoleum he had seen in the Tudor ruins. It had the majesticness and

of the primitive forest and passing through the invisible boundary,

and aimed his pale face and cold eyes at the Invisible Servant. He said without any change

interrupt

two seconds before using the Eyes of

that resembled the sea became extremely deep, like the surface

her eyes clearly lost focus as her

prying into the secrets of the River of Fate

of her success. He then prepared

latter wasn’t necessary, because Bernadette had

raised her right hand the next

lips turned as red

ancient mirror appeared in

magic. Bernadette had used it to enhance the success rate

“saw” a

and solemn dark mausoleum visibly shook as the tall, heavy

a huge black arm stretched out

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