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.

moment, Azik finally finished reading all the letters and completed the

on the table and slowly let out

a piece of paper, a fountain pen, and some ink that he could still

who I

complicated and exciting, have exceeded my imagination. It also makes me understand some of the problems that previously

life, and the

choice. If it were me,

guardian. You

will begin a journey to pursue the past and witness the

asleep, but it doesn’t matter. I’ll write to tell you

able to send these letters to

of the golden pen reflected the sunlight as it rustled on the white piece

…

in a solarium of a terrace

with a girl who was clearly less

puzzled. “All the stories I

her hair tied up, the bespectacled Melissa smiled and said, “Those are unconventional mysticism

pointed at the altar that had been set up and the unlit candles

head to look at the bright sunshine outside

no need. It’s pretty good this way.” After Melissa answered, she smiled at the little girl while she awkwardly mimicked her usual method

time

after me.” Melissa took a deep breath as her

The little girl tried her best to

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

The little girl had never learned ancient Hermes before. Although she tried her best to