Lord of the Mysteries

1392 Yesterday No More

In a room beside the Evernight cathedral in the Southern Continent, East Balam, Leonard’s consciousness returned to the real world.

After a few seconds of silence, he picked up the cup of coffee that had turned cold and took a sip.

The bitter taste filled his mouth, gradually waking his mind up.

“Old Man, what happened today?” Finally, Leonard couldn’t help but ask.

After a moment of silence, Pallez Zoroast replied wistfully, “Error has perished.”

Error… Leonard almost didn’t realize which existence Old Man was referring to.

In the next second, he couldn’t hide his astonishment as he nearly forgot to whisper, “Amon?”

This was a standard true god!

“Yes.” Pallez Zoroast’s voice sounded like “He” had aged considerably. “To be precise, Amon’s main body perished.”

Leonard wasn’t in the mood to distinguish the subtle meaning behind Old Man’s words. He asked in disbelief, “W-why was there no sign of it?”

He had witnessed the phenomena before and after the God of Combat died. He knew that it was a change that would affect the entire world and bring about many terrifying monsters and dangerous regions.

And just now, the only two abnormalities were:

The doors and windows suddenly closing, and him seemingly forgetting something.

In reality, the latter wasn’t strange at all. Most people would encounter something similar during their daily lives.

Pallez Zoroast’s tone sank.

“‘He’ should’ve perished in Sefirah Castle.”

Sefirah Castle? Leonard was shocked.

The venue of the gathering he had just attended was inside Sefirah Castle!

A war between gods has just erupted there? Amon actually infiltrated Sefirah Castle? Amidst Leonard’s thoughts, his expression gradually turned solemn.

“Old Man, Mr. Fool was injured because of this and had no choice but to enter a state of slumber?”

“Is ‘He’ about to enter a state of slumber?” Pallez Zoroast asked in return.

“He” didn’t seem to be too surprised about this.

Leonard tersely acknowledged.

“The reason ‘He’ summoned us today was because of this matter.”

Pallez Zoroast fell silent for a few seconds before saying,

to enter a state of slumber is indeed related to the previous battle of gods and Amon’s infiltration, but it’s not because

Leonard blurted out

at Mr. Fool’s level, irreversible corruption

Zoroast regained “His” previous poignant

godhood to become a powerhouse,

Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t

deeper understanding of it than demigods at his level. However, he still had several holes in the knowledge on this matter.

Sequence 0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old

further. He changed the topic in a deep

is Klein sleeping as

you able to wake him up as soon as

tone was

like me know about matters at

awakening, even The Fool has

moment. He picked up his coffee

Man, do you have

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

artistic flair is vague with no clear categorization. There’s no

to natural talent, there’s a

Leonard ultimately couldn’t do anything about “Stealing” the natural talent of others to help

can’t accept this method, then you can find a natural talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with

deal

said, “There’s another simple solution. That is to spend money

didn’t you say so

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

manage to think of something that

you had eliminated this option before consulting

After some serious thought, he felt that this idea

little guilty and

still have to do something personally… Apart from inviting someone to write songs and poems, I have to write a little… With this in mind, Leonard suddenly stood up and walked to the

you going?” Pallez Zoroast asked

as he said firmly, “I’m going

he had bought in the past, making most of them nothing but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he began

when he came to the Southern Continent, he didn’t bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered a few of

a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly

never imagined that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After

for promoting the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he opened the

before saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to pay

entered the streets. He looked at the

“Yes.”

Midnight Poet. At that time, he had also walked along the

…

Church south of the

found himself standing in front

outside, and the flowers were

Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly different from the other Tarot

than heaviness, poignancy, sadness, and confusion, there was also the confidence that