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,

battle of gods and Amon’s

blurted out

level, irreversible corruption can still be encountered

“His” previous poignant

godhood to become a

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

Leonard indeed had a deeper understanding of it than 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 term “Lord of the Mysteries,” he didn’t understand what it

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

didn’t probe further. He changed

why is

you able to wake him

Zoroast’s tone was somewhat

me know about matters

the awakening, even The Fool has no better

a moment. He picked up his coffee

hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

no clear categorization. There’s

you change it to natural

the natural talent of others

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

little like a deal with

That is to spend

didn’t you say so

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

think

you had eliminated this option before

thought,

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

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

you going?” Pallez

“I’m going to the nearby bookstore to

Spirit Warlock, he began to collect poem anthologies that were suitable for some spirits to read, allowing him to

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

after becoming a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly as his steps

imagined that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is this

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

you have to pay more

stairs and entered the streets.

“Yes.”

the time when he was still a Midnight Poet. At that time, he had also walked along the bustling streets, preparing to buy a copy of “Classical Poems

…

Harvest Church south

Emlyn White regained his senses, he found himself standing in front

sun was already dim outside, and the flowers were

feelings towards Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly different from the

was also