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,

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

blurted

Mr. Fool’s level, irreversible corruption can still be encountered

Zoroast regained “His” previous poignant

to become a

perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore.

he still had several holes in the knowledge on this matter. Even though he had heard Old Man mention the term “Lord

to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old Man had just said, “His” strength was enough to kill a true

didn’t probe further. He changed the topic in a deep

Man, why is Klein sleeping

you able to wake him up

Zoroast’s tone

old and weak angel like me know about matters

the awakening, even The Fool has no better solution, much less

a moment. He picked up his coffee cup

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

flair is vague with no clear categorization. There’s no way to ‘Steal’

to natural talent,

anything about “Stealing” the

natural talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with him and give him the money he wants to exchange for the corresponding

little like a deal with the

to spend money to hire

didn’t you say so earlier?” Leonard instantly saw

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

manage to think of

eliminated this option

some serious thought, he

a little guilty and uneasy, as if he was

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

Pallez

slightly as he said firmly, “I’m going to

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 the appropriate parts in a battle to create Beyonder effects that

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

deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies

never imagined that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies. After a while, “He” probed, “Is this an

legendary stories,” Leonard answered simply as he opened the

once again before saying, “Apart from writing poems, you have to pay more attention to the

the stairs and entered the streets.

“Yes.”

as he walked 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

…

Church south of

found himself standing in front

already dim outside,

towards Mr. Fool’s slumber were slightly

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