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,

previous battle of gods and

Leonard blurted out in

Fool’s level, irreversible corruption can still be encountered

regained “His” previous poignant

has godhood. By relying on godhood to become a powerhouse, one can never escape

The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called

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

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

probe further. He changed the topic in

Man, why is Klein

to wake him up as

tone was somewhat

me know

awakening, even The Fool has no better

picked up his coffee cup and took

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

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

vague with no clear categorization. There’s no

if you change it to

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

you 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 him and give him the money

little like a deal with the devil…”

to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help you resolve

say so earlier?” Leonard instantly

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

think of

you had eliminated

Old Man’s mockery. After some serious thought, he felt that

soon felt a little guilty and uneasy,

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

are you going?” Pallez Zoroast

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

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

anthology

becoming a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies

imagined that Leonard’s next step would be to buy poem anthologies.

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

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

down the stairs and entered the streets. He looked

“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

…

the Harvest Church south of

his senses, he found himself standing in

dim outside, and

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

there was