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.”

stiff neck

“Okay.”

cabin and took out a

there,” Edwards said as he looked at the Invisible Servant that normally couldn’t

this process, his expression was

Bernadette responded using the Invisible Servant

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

along

immediately controlled the Invisible Servant and made it follow the luxuriously-dressed

the Invisible Servant ask, “Uncle Edwards, what were you

turn his head as he maintained the

“His Majesty.”

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

Invisible Servant, she continued asking without any emotion, “Uncle William and the others are worshiping

back towards the Invisible

“No.”

as though he was thinking of an

know

she could

silently follow Edwards. Amidst the dark-green, towering trees and the black, sharp shrubs, they headed for the island’s mountain

just four or five minutes, the trees up ahead

until there was

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

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

pitch-black

had signs of man-made constructions and

the common pyramid. Instead, it looked more

or perhaps Edwards had cleaned the area, its surface was void of

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

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

the gray fog,

Tudor ruins. It had the majesticness and “distortion”

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

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

will interrupt the

for two seconds before using the Eyes of Mystery Prying

became extremely deep, like the

eyes clearly lost focus as her vision turned

of Fate and making a prophecy for

increased the probability of her success. He then prepared

because Bernadette had a Grade

right hand the next

snow. Her lips turned as red as blood,

illusory, ancient mirror appeared

her fairytale magic. Bernadette had used it to enhance

“saw”

majestic and solemn dark mausoleum visibly shook

black arm stretched out from the

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