1302 The Scene in the Prophecy (1/2)

Bernadette fell silent for two seconds before replying through the Invisible Servant:

”Uncle Edwards, why are you here?”

She used the way she addressed him when she was young to reduce the chances of an accident.

Her voice reverberated in the surrounding air with the Invisible Servant as a conduit. It was dry, dull, and completely different from normal.

Edwards's face was pale. It was as if he had just crawled out of the grave without any warmth.

”I don't know either.

”When I woke up, I discovered that I had returned to this island.

”This might be my destiny. A destiny of guarding His Majesty.”

He paused with every word he said, but he didn't give the impression that he was out of breath. It seemed like he hadn't spoken for a long time, so much so that his throat was ”rusty.” He wasn't used to speaking.

Without waiting for Bernadette's further inquiries, the knight, who was famous across the continent more than a hundred years ago, added with a flat tone, ”His Majesty's mausoleum is nearby.

”I've been guarding this place, waiting for 'Him' to revive.

”But after so many years, the mausoleum has never changed.

”There haven't been any signs of a resurrection.”

Bernadette made the invisible servant look around and said, ”This log cabin is where you live?”

Edwards's exposed skin was slightly shriveled. It matched the aging spots he originally had. His voice was low and hoarse as he answered, ”That's right.

”I used the surrounding trees to make materials to build this cabin.”

Bernadette's Invisible Servant looked in the direction where she had come from.

”Uncle William and the others aren't with you?”

Edwards's cold, wooden eyes moved.

”They have long been corrupted and are dead.

”Although they've come back to life, they're more like monsters. They aren't their former selves.

”Your Highness, you must be wary of them and avoid them.

”Do not trust anyone but Benjamin and me.”

Bernadette fell silent for a while before asking through the Invisible Servant:

”Where's my father's mausoleum? I want to take a look.”

Edwards's somewhat stiff neck moved.

”Okay.”

He then took a step towards the cabin and took out a rusted black axe.

”I'll take you there,” Edwards said as he looked at the Invisible Servant that normally couldn't be seen.

During this process, his expression was stiff and almost unchanged.

”Alright.” Along the periphery of the forest, Bernadette responded using the Invisible Servant to make her hoarse voice echo in the surroundings.

Edwards was almost 1.9 meters tall, and he looked rather thin. He carried his axe and walked behind the log cabin before saying in a flat tone, ”It's very close.

”Be careful along the way.”

Bernadette immediately controlled the Invisible Servant and made it follow the luxuriously-dressed Edwards.

Walking through the forest one after another, Bernadette suddenly made the Invisible Servant ask, ”Uncle Edwards, what were you worshiping in the empty space from before?”

Edwards didn't turn his head as he maintained the same pace.

”His Majesty.”

At least two kilometers behind him and the Invisible Servant, Bernadette immediately pricked up her brows. She took nearly three seconds to control her emotions.

Through the Invisible Servant, she continued asking without any emotion, ”Uncle William and the others are worshiping him?”

Edwards paused, but he kept his back towards the Invisible Servant and the Eyes of Mystery Prying.

”No.”

He slowed down as though he was thinking of an answer.

”I don't know what they worship…”

Bernadette's eyes narrowed slightly as though she could see some changes in the river of fate.

She didn't ask any more questions as she made the Invisible Servant silently follow Edwards. Amidst the dark-green, towering trees and the black, sharp shrubs, they headed for the island's mountain peak.

In just four or five minutes, the trees up ahead disappeared.

This wasn't a process that went from dense to sparse until there was nothing. Instead, the towering trees suddenly disappeared after an imaginary boundary line.

Beyond the invisible line was a mountain that was hundreds of meters tall. It was covered by dark-green trees that were almost black in color. From afar, it was almost as if it was one with the forest, virtually inseparable.

However, the side of the mountain facing Edward and Bernadette was mostly without vegetation—half of the mountain had been excavated.

In the middle of the mountain, a pitch-black mausoleum stood there with a majestic appearance.

Most of it was part of the mountain range. A small portion of it had signs of man-made constructions and polishing. It truly expounded on what it meant to be a ”mountain mausoleum.”

Thus, the mausoleum didn't look like the common pyramid. Instead, it looked more like a towering mountain. It wasn't exactly symmetrical, but it was definitely majestic.