Lord of the Mysteries

Midseashire, Limon City.

Jasmine wrapped a scarf around her face and exited the apartment.

She had heard that the annual Limon Carnival had begun, so she wanted to visit it at the municipal square.

Because of the war last year, the carnival hadn’t been held. This had greatly disappointed Jasmine. After that, she suffered the greatest trauma in her life. From then on, she hid at home and didn’t dare to go out.

Perhaps it was because she had been confined at home for too long—one that was very cramped—Jasmine had been eager to go on the streets recently. She wanted to walk around just like she did in the past.

As she turned her gaze, she saw her reflection in the large glass window by the side of the street.

Her figure was pitch-black without any other color. Her long dress reached her ankles, and the veil of her hat covered half of her face. From the bottom of her eyes to her neck, there was a scarf wrapped several times around her neck. Both of her hands were wearing a pair of knitted gloves.

This was completely different from the cheerful and lively Jasmine in her memories.

In the previous war, a cannonball had destroyed her original home and resulted in a fire. She suffered burns to the face, causing her body to be covered in wounds.

If not for the fact that she was lucky enough, Jasmine would’ve died from the serious injuries. But even so, she felt like her life had ended from that very moment.

Her nose had been burnt away, leaving only two black holes. There were many traces left behind by the fire on her face, neck, and hands. If she were to walk in the dark, she would pass off for a devil perfectly.

Jasmine clearly remembered one thing: on the first night of moving to this apartment, she had washed up in the public bathroom before sleeping. Just as she walked out of the door, she saw a youth walk over. The youth had also seen her.

Under the crimson moonlight, the youth revealed an expression of extreme horror, as if he would jump up at any moment. He turned around and ran away.

Finally, he controlled himself and took a few steps to the side, not daring to look at Jasmine’s face again.

This pierced through Jasmine’s fragile heart. From that day onwards, she never left the house again. Even if she had to wash up, she would wait until it was late at night.

In this aspect, she was very grateful to her parents because they didn’t say a word. They did their best to maintain their lives, relying on their original savings and the work they later found to barely support the family. They didn’t need Jasmine to work outside for a salary.

After walking a distance, Jasmine saw the main venue of the carnival—Lemon City Municipal Square.

There was a sea of heads and all kinds of reveling emotions. The enthusiastic atmosphere made Jasmine subconsciously stop in her tracks.

She didn’t dare approach, afraid that someone would notice that she was dressed strangely, afraid that she might accidentally drop her scarf.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally stopped. She found a clean spot by the street and sat down. She stared intently at the municipal square.

After an unknown period of time, Jasmine sensed someone beside her.

It was a young man in a long black robe and a tall hat. He was like a magician from a circus.

The municipal square is over there… Jasmine wanted to remind him, but after she quivered her lips a few times, she didn’t part them.

to speak to

the young man took the initiative to walk over. He took off his

what this

Jasmine subconsciously looked up and dazedly

the streetlamp, a small wardrobe-like machine was sitting there at some point in

surface was a brass color with a few transparent glass, gears, and bearings

indicating that she didn’t know

this also expressed her

the wish of someone who operates it. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Merlin Hermes, a wandering

Machine… Jasmine realized that she could understand every single word but failed

give it a try. As the first user to experience it, it’s free,” Klein, who had

her head, refusing the

looked at her and said, “For example, you can make

arrow that shot into Jasmine’s heart. She stood

suspected that he had already seen

how do you know that your wish won’t come true? It’s

gradually slowed down and

looks, even if she had to pay a

she knew that the wish in her heart couldn’t be granted

a free try… What if it comes true… Jasmine’s thoughts were in an upheaval, and she slowly turned around

asked in a

pointed at the

to do

remove your hat and

Jasmine into action as she quickly nodded and

retreated a certain distance, Jasmine moved closer to the machine,

a prank that involved pulling the wrench, such as being splashed by water. This was something that would happen every year during the carnival. She and her friends had often played such pranks on others, but compared to a wish that could be fulfilled, she felt

was impossible,

turn it,” Klein reminded her

thoughts and silently voiced

my former self

the

the Fully Automatic Wishing Machine opened. A normal wooden cane reached

golden ring embedded with rubies that had appeared on

retracted back into the Fully Automatic Wishing Machine,

Jasmine saw

it? she thought

didn’t experience the feeling of having her wish fulfilled, nor was she being pranked.

granted.” Klein walked back and

has been granted… How is this possible… Just as this thought

spot where there were only two

her face, clearly sensing the presence of