Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1307 Meeting

In the middle of the primitive island, in the Black Emperor mausoleum.

After sending away Bernadette, Roselle didn’t immediately fall into a deep sleep. He slowly raised his head and looked up once again into the infinite distance.

Above the gray fog, Klein sighed silently. He put down the Staff of the Stars and grabbed a paper figurine before shaking it.

With a smacking sound, the paper figurine rapidly thickened and expanded before flying into the translucent vortex formed from illusory mysterious symbols beside The Fool’s chair.

Although Bernadette had already moved to the edge of the primitive island and Klein could no longer see the situation inside the Black Emperor mausoleum through the prayer light. However, he could use the symbol of The Fool that had merged with Roselle’s figure to maintain a connection with the Emperor up to a certain extent.

After the paper figurine passed through the slowly spinning vortex, it descended into the dim mausoleum which had an unknown light source. It then turned into a human in front of the central platform.

This human’s black hair and brown eyes were somewhat similar to Gehrman Sparrow’s, but he didn’t have clear-cut features. The lines weren’t deep enough, and his bearing wasn’t cold enough. There were also certain differences in his facial features. His chin and stomach had a small amount of fat induced by an indulgent society. It was Klein’s original appearance as Zhou Mingrui, the Zhou Mingrui who had been hanging inside Sefirah Castle for thousands of years beside Roselle Huang Tao Gustav.

Roselle wasn’t surprised by his appearance. With one hand on the armrest, he leaned forward slightly and said, “You’re here.”

“I’m here.” Klein nodded indiscernibly.

“You shouldn’t be here.” Roselle sighed.

“I’m already here.” Klein very naturally participated in completing the meme populated by a popular Chinese novel by Gu Long.

Having completely confirmed the origins of the fellow in front of him, Roselle returned to his normal sitting posture, chuckling as he said, “I originally planned on asking where you’re from to see there’s any need for regional discrimination[1], but after some thought, there’s no need for that. We’re all anachronistic miserable wretches without a home.”

Without waiting for Klein’s reply, the Emperor’s voice sank as he asked, “You know the truth about the apocalypse?”

“Yes.” Klein nodded slightly.

Roselle continued asking, “You know that this is Earth?”

“Yes,” Klein answered frankly.

When Roselle heard that, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

“You actually learned about it so early. I only dared to confirm it after I went to the moon and saw the true appearance of this planet from high above.”

I clearly felt terror, but I didn’t even consider the

but I didn’t dare to write it in the diary in that state. I was

people ‘They’ wish to protect, ‘They’ can hide them in other planets in the vast universe

as I became a Sequence 0 Black Emperor and was truly killed after turning half-crazy, I’d have the chance of resurrecting in the mausoleum or in the astral world. When that happened, what would return to me would be a pure Uniqueness and three Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics. I wouldn’t be tainted

I made use of the Eternal Blazing Sun and the God of Steam and Machinery to a certain

was a new life of corruption…

final mausoleum to prevent the Great Old One from using my body to be born in the real world. That would’ve

long guessed Emperor Roselle’s condition based on what he knew and what had just happened. He wasn’t surprised at all as he calmly replied, “The one who corrupted you is called the Mother Goddess of Depravity. ‘She’ has

facial features that appeared faintly on Roselle’s

silent for a few seconds before saying, “I know the Primordial Moon, but I didn’t know that ‘Her’ true honorific

discovery of Mr. Door’s cry for help might not have

happening off-island. He had some sort of premonition about what Emperor Roselle was about to

Roselle laughed and sighed.

life was that I was too confident. I always had the feeling that I could reload a save file and

dying and regained new life. Isn’t this the influence of the Primordial Moon? After I finished all sorts of investigations and did the corresponding purifications, I felt that I was fine. But in fact, fate might’ve undergone a tiny change at that moment. This resulted in me encountering Mr. Door later,

‘His’

by the Mother Goddess of

thought that the problem

without understanding it, one wouldn’t be able to accurately determine how serious the problem or what kind of patchwork was needed subsequently when faced with certain situations. This made Roselle treat this primitive island as his secret base; thus not informing existences that had the right to understand the Outer Deities, Great Old Ones,

very gratified that he had committed a mistake that almost anyone would

then said, “In that ancient and secretive organization, there was almost no mention of the Great Old Ones

should’ve read my diary.

Klein nodded.

expected that you wouldn’t dare mention the name of ‘His’ organization after having the

exceeds our imagination, so it’s better to be more careful. After all, I’m not a

Klein would definitely find it irresistible to reply with “the taste of a Demoness ain’t bad” as

he replied

saying the word, he casually added, “I

ones?” Roselle

said in a flat tone,

exhaled as the faint crease on his brows eased. “Thankfully, it’s not the Demoness,

mention it yourself… Klein didn’t respond as he

that, he realized something and hurriedly

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