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.

finally finished reading all the letters and completed the

at the letters that had been stacked on the table and slowly let

and some ink that he

who I am and who you are. I also remember

have exceeded my imagination. It also makes me understand some of the problems that

your joy, your exhaustion, your faith in life, and the

it were me, I might not even be able

you’ve been a guardian. You mimicked others

begin a journey to pursue the past

doesn’t matter. I’ll write to tell

be able to

the sunlight as it rustled on the white piece of paper, continuously penning

…

solarium of

with a girl who was

Melissa, why here?” the little girl asked, puzzled. “All the stories

the bespectacled Melissa

had been set up and the unlit candles and

girl tilted her head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window. “Do we need to draw

little girl while she awkwardly mimicked her usual method of

time and even personally

Melissa took a deep breath

yes.” The little girl tried her

candle flames on the altar for a few seconds before slowly reciting in ancient Hermes, “The Fool that doesn’t belong to

ancient Hermes before. Although she tried her