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 of injuries,

blurted

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

regained “His” previous poignant

on godhood to become a powerhouse, one can never

me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’ anymore. ‘He’ is

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

had transcended Sequence 0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old Man had just said, “His” strength

didn’t probe further. He changed the

why is

to wake him up

tone

an old and weak angel like me know about matters at the level of

awakening, even The Fool

moment. He picked up his

“Old Man, do you

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

definition of artistic flair is vague with no

if you change it to natural talent,

it.” Leonard ultimately couldn’t do anything about “Stealing” the natural talent of others to help him resolve his

then you can find a 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

little like a deal with the devil…” Leonard commented

That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people

didn’t you say so earlier?”

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

manage to think of something

you had eliminated this option before

mockery. After some serious thought, he

little guilty and uneasy,

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

going?” Pallez Zoroast asked

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

the past, making most of them nothing but decorations. When he became a Spirit Warlock, he began to collect poem anthologies that

bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered

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

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

the corresponding legendary stories,” Leonard answered

poems, you have

walked down the stairs and entered the streets. He

“Yes.”

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

…

the Harvest Church south of the

senses, he found himself standing in front of a

dim outside, and the

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

and confusion, there was also the confidence