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, but because

blurted

Mr. Fool’s level, irreversible corruption

“His” previous

a powerhouse, one can never escape the shackles of

perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The

the mental imprint in a Beyonder characteristic, 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.

according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and

changed the topic in a

why is Klein sleeping

to wake him

tone

old and weak angel like me know

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

for a moment. He picked up

Man, do you have any way of ‘Stealing’ the

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

is vague with no clear categorization.

you change it to natural talent, there’s a

about “Stealing” the natural talent of others to help

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 corresponding natural

like a deal with the devil…” Leonard commented

That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people to help you resolve the

Man, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

didn’t manage to think of something that

had eliminated this option before consulting

thought, he felt that this idea was indeed

and uneasy, as if he was avoiding his

to write songs and poems, I have to write a little… With this in

are you going?” Pallez Zoroast

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

Nightmare, he had given up the collection of 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

Continent, he didn’t bring a single poem anthology book. He only remembered a

never expected that, after becoming a high-ranking deacon, I would need to read poem anthologies again… Leonard sighed inwardly as

buy poem

Leonard answered simply as he opened the

you have to pay more attention to the besiegement of the Rose

stairs and entered the streets. He looked at the

“Yes.”

the bookstore, he felt as though he had returned to Tingen, back to the time when he was still a Midnight Poet. At

…

Church south

White regained his senses, he found himself standing in front

sun was already dim outside, and the

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

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