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.”

stiff neck

“Okay.”

the cabin and

looked at the Invisible Servant that normally couldn’t

this process, his expression

responded using the Invisible Servant to make her hoarse voice echo

meters tall, and he looked rather thin. He carried his axe and walked behind the log cabin before saying in a flat tone, “It’s very

along

controlled the Invisible Servant and made

forest one after another, Bernadette suddenly made the Invisible Servant ask, “Uncle Edwards, what were you worshiping in the empty space

his head as he

“His Majesty.”

him and the Invisible Servant, Bernadette immediately pricked up her brows. She took nearly three seconds to control her

without any emotion, “Uncle William and

the Invisible Servant and

“No.”

though he

know what they

could

Servant silently follow Edwards. Amidst the dark-green, towering trees and the black, sharp shrubs, they headed

four or five minutes, the trees

to sparse until there was nothing. Instead, the towering trees

was hundreds of meters tall. It was covered by dark-green trees that were almost black in color. From afar, it was

Edward and Bernadette was mostly without

the mountain, a pitch-black mausoleum stood

of the mountain range. A small portion of it had signs of man-made constructions

mausoleum didn’t look like the common pyramid. Instead, it looked more

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

mausoleum through the Eyes of Mystery

recognize them as either the “Civil Code” that was created by her

above the gray fog, was completely certain that this was the last

Tudor ruins. It had the majesticness and “distortion” traits of the

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

cold eyes at the Invisible Servant. He

interrupt the

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

blue eyes that resembled the sea became extremely deep, like the surface of the sea

such circumstances, her eyes clearly lost focus

prying into the secrets of the River of Fate and making a

probability of her success. He then prepared himself to resist

the latter wasn’t necessary, because Bernadette had a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact that she could

right hand

as snow. Her lips turned as red as blood, and her

illusory, ancient mirror

Snow White of her fairytale magic. Bernadette had used

“saw” a

dark mausoleum visibly shook as

huge black arm stretched out from the

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