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.

dare to

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

know what this machine is

subconsciously looked up and dazedly followed the

was sitting there

a few transparent glass, gears, and bearings embedded

retracted her gaze and shook her head, indicating

same time, this also expressed her intention to

a ‘Fully Automatic Wishing Machine,'” the young man introduced with a smile. “It’s my invention. It can automatically fulfill the wish of

understand

it a try. As the first user to experience it, it’s free,” Klein, who had taken on the identity of

her head, refusing the

didn’t give up. He looked at her and said, “For example, you

She stood up in shock and retreated hastily in an attempt to

had

your wish won’t come true? It’s free,” Klein said

slowed down

she could be restored with her original looks, even if she had to pay a huge sum of money, she would still be willing to do

she knew that the wish in her heart

true… Jasmine’s thoughts were in an upheaval, and she slowly turned around as if she was being enticed by

in

pointed at the

to do is to turn the

to remove your

last sentence moved Jasmine into action as

closer to the machine,

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

it was proven that having her wish granted was impossible, it could still be treated as her experience at the

wish before you turn it,”

thoughts and silently

my former self before the

the wrench nervously and

Automatic Wishing Machine opened.

golden ring embedded with rubies that had appeared on

retracted back into the Fully Automatic Wishing Machine, the golden ring with

turned, Jasmine saw

it? she

didn’t experience the feeling of having her wish fulfilled, nor was

Your wish has been granted.” Klein walked back and clapped gently like a witness

been granted… How is this possible… Just as this thought flashed through

there were only two black holes

her face, clearly sensing the presence of her