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,

the previous battle of

Leonard blurted out

Fool’s level, irreversible corruption can still

regained “His” previous poignant

to become a powerhouse, one can never escape the shackles of

for you and me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is equivalent to half a

demigods at his level. However, he still had several holes in the knowledge on this matter. Even though he had heard Old Man mention the

confirm that Mr. Fool’s level had transcended Sequence 0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during

changed the topic in

why is Klein sleeping

him up

Zoroast’s tone

could an old and weak angel like me know about matters at

The Fool

silent for a moment. He picked up his coffee cup and

asked hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any way of ‘Stealing’ the artistic flair of

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

no clear categorization.

change it to natural

couldn’t do anything about “Stealing” the natural talent of

you can find a natural talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with him and give him the

little like a deal with

is to spend money to hire

you say so

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

didn’t manage to think of something

eliminated this

some serious thought,

he soon felt a little guilty and uneasy, as if he

matter, I 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

are you going?” Pallez Zoroast

he said firmly, “I’m going to the nearby bookstore

poems he had bought in the past, making most of them nothing but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he began to collect poem anthologies that were suitable for some spirits to read, allowing him to chant

he didn’t bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered a few of those that he often used in the

would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly as

step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is this an order

the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he opened the door and

poems, you have to pay more attention

and entered the streets. He looked at

“Yes.”

towards the bookstore, he felt as though he had returned to Tingen, back to the time when he was still a Midnight Poet. At that time, he had also walked along the bustling streets, preparing to buy a

…

at the Harvest Church south of

senses, he found himself standing in front

sun was already dim outside,

were slightly different from the other Tarot

there was also the confidence that things would