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

looked at the Invisible Servant that normally couldn’t be

expression was stiff and

the Invisible Servant to make her hoarse voice

He carried his axe and walked behind the log cabin before saying in a flat tone, “It’s

careful along

and made it

made the Invisible Servant

head as he maintained

“His Majesty.”

him and the Invisible Servant, Bernadette immediately pricked up her

she continued asking without any emotion, “Uncle William and the others

kept his back towards the Invisible

“No.”

down as though he was thinking of

know what they

narrowed slightly as though she could

Invisible Servant silently follow Edwards. Amidst the dark-green, towering trees and the

five minutes, the

until there was nothing.

invisible line was a mountain that was hundreds of meters tall. It was covered by dark-green trees that were almost black in

mountain facing Edward and Bernadette was mostly without vegetation—half of the mountain

middle of the mountain, a pitch-black mausoleum

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

the mausoleum didn’t look like the common pyramid. Instead, it looked more like a towering mountain. It wasn’t exactly symmetrical, but

cleaned the area, its surface was void of weeds, nor was

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

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

fog, was completely certain that this was the last mausoleum left behind by

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

walking out of the primitive forest and passing through the invisible boundary, they arrived near the

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

interrupt

using the Eyes of

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

clearly lost

the secrets of the River of Fate

of her success. He then prepared

course, the latter wasn’t necessary, because Bernadette had

her right hand the next

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

mirror appeared in

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

“saw” a

mausoleum visibly shook

huge black arm stretched out from the

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