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

that had been stacked on the

fountain pen, and some ink that he could still use. He wrote

woken up and received all your letters. They made me recall who I am and who you are. I also remember

It also

your faith in life,

can roughly guess why you ultimately made that choice. If it were me, I might not even be able to

a guardian. You mimicked others until

pursue the past and

matter. I’ll write to tell you about the interesting

able to send these letters to you via

it rustled on the white piece of paper, continuously penning down more

…

in a solarium of a

with a girl who was clearly less

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

the bespectacled Melissa

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

girl tilted her head to look at the bright

the little girl while she awkwardly mimicked her usual method

from time to time and even personally help her to

me.” Melissa took a deep breath as her expression gradually

yes.” The little girl tried

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

girl had never learned ancient Hermes before. Although