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,

choice 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,

Leonard blurted

corruption can still

“His”

become a powerhouse, one can never escape

it’s the same for you and me. Likewise for The Fool. Heh, perhaps ‘He’ shouldn’t be called ‘The Fool’

the problem of 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. Even though he had heard Old

0 according to Mr. Fool’s words during the gathering, and what Old Man had just said,

He changed the topic

Man, why is Klein sleeping as

him up

tone was

angel like me know about matters at the

Fool has

for a moment. He picked

while, he asked hesitantly, “Old Man, do you have any way of

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

no clear categorization. There’s no way

change it to natural

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

a natural talent that you want of someone who’s very poor. Make a deal with him

deal with the devil…” Leonard commented

“There’s another simple solution. That is to spend money to hire naturally talented people

Man, why didn’t you say so earlier?” Leonard instantly

Pallez Zoroast scoffed.

didn’t manage to think of something

had eliminated

serious thought, he felt

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

poems, I have to write a little… With

are you going?” Pallez Zoroast

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

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 suitable for some

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

I would need to read poem anthologies again…

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

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

you have to pay more attention to the besiegement

down the stairs and entered the streets. He looked at the

“Yes.”

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

…

the Harvest Church

his senses, he found himself standing in front of a

already dim outside, and the flowers

Fool’s slumber were slightly

and confusion, there was also the