Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1394 A New Journey

In a room of an abandoned castle, sunlight shone through the gaps in the thick curtains, illuminating a pitch-black coffin.

Suddenly, the lid of the coffin creaked and slowly moved to the side.

With a thud, it fell to the ground.

A few seconds later, Azik Eggers sat up, looking rather lost.

At that moment, he was wearing loose pajamas that had been popular in Loen years ago. He resembled a noble who had woken up in his manor.

After a while, Azik narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked around in confusion as though he didn’t know who he was.

He then saw the brilliant sunlight that penetrated through the cracks and saw the dust dancing in the sunlight. He saw letters scattered on the table, ground, and coffin lid around him.

They were like giant snowflakes that blanketed half the area.

Azik got out of the coffin. With a puzzled expression, he bent down to pick up a letter and began reading.

As he read, the confusion on his face disappeared a little, as if he had remembered many things from the past.

Azik immediately found a chair and sat down, allowing all the letters to fly in front of him to stack up like a mountain.

He opened the letters one by one, reading them one after another. There would be pauses in between as he fell deep in thought as if he was seriously recalling something.

The sunlight that passed through the gap in the curtains gradually dimmed. After a long time, it shone inside again.

all the letters

that had been stacked on the table and slowly

out a piece of paper, a fountain pen, and

and received all your letters. They made me recall who I am and who you

and exciting, have exceeded my imagination. It also makes me understand some

feel your joy, your exhaustion, your faith in life, and the heavy responsibility that you have borne from

were

you’ve been a guardian. You mimicked others until you were mimicked by

begin a journey to pursue the past and witness the changes in

to tell you

to send

pen reflected the sunlight as it rustled on

…

a solarium of

a girl who was clearly less than ten

here?” the little girl asked, puzzled. “All the stories I heard had mysterious rituals held in

her hair tied up, the bespectacled Melissa smiled and said,

been set up and the

girl tilted her head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window.

at the little girl while she awkwardly mimicked her usual method of holding rituals in a clumsy and

she would instruct her from time to time and even personally help her

Melissa took a deep breath as her expression gradually turned

girl tried her best to

a few seconds before slowly reciting in ancient Hermes, “The Fool that

pelong to diz ela…” The little girl had never learned ancient Hermes before. Although she tried her best to imitate