Chapter 36: The Scene in the Prophecy

Chapter 36: The Scene in the Prophecy

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

“Uncle Edwards, why are you here?”

She used the way she had addressed him when she was young, hoping to lower the probability of unnecessary accidents occurring.

When her voice echoed through the surrounding air through the Invisible Servant, it was dry and hoarse, completely different from her normal voice.

Edwards’s face was bluish-white, as though he had only just crawled out of a cemetery. There was not the slightest warmth in it.

“I do not know either.

“One time, when I awakened, I discovered that I had returned to this island.

“Perhaps this is my fate—the fate of guarding His Majesty.”

He paused after every sentence, but it did not give the impression that he was out of breath. Rather, it seemed he had not spoken for a very long time, so his throat had “rusted” and was not used to it.

Without waiting for Bernadette to ask, this knight once renowned across the continent more than a century ago added in a tone without much fluctuation,

“His Majesty’s mausoleum is nearby.

“I have always watched over this place, waiting for Him to revive.

“But after all these years, there has never been any movement from the mausoleum.

“There have been no signs of resurrection at all.”

Bernadette had the Invisible Servant look around.

“This wooden house is where you live?”

The skin exposed on Edwards’s body was slightly withered, matching the liver spots that had already existed on him. His voice was low and hoarse, with pauses as he answered,

“Yes.

“I used the surrounding trees as materials to build this house.”

Bernadette’s Invisible Servant looked back toward the direction it had come from.

“Uncle William and the others are not with you?”

Edwards’s cold, wooden eyes moved slightly.

“They suffered contamination long ago and died.

“Now, although they have come alive again, they are closer to a kind of monster than to their original selves.

“Your Highness, you must guard against them and avoid them.

“Other than Benjamin and me, no one else can be trusted.”

Bernadette was silent for a while before asking through the Invisible Servant,

“Where is my father’s mausoleum? I wish to take a look.”

Edwards moved his neck somewhat stiffly.

“All right.”

He then walked step by step toward the wooden house and took out a rusty, iron-black axe from inside.

“I will take you there.” Edwards looked toward the Invisible Servant, which normally should not have been visible, and spoke.

During this process, his expression remained rigid, hardly changing at all.

“All right,” Bernadette responded from the edge of the forest, using the Invisible Servant to make that dry, hoarse voice echo through the surroundings.

Edwards stood nearly 1.9 meters tall. At this moment, he looked somewhat gaunt and dry. Carrying the axe, he walked step by step toward the area behind the wooden house, saying in a tone with no obvious fluctuation,

“It is very close.

“Be careful on the road.”

Bernadette immediately controlled the Invisible Servant, having it follow closely behind Edwards, who was dressed in luxurious clothes.

As they moved one behind the other through the primitive forest, Bernadette suddenly made the Invisible Servant ask,

“Uncle Edwards, what were you worshipping in that open clearing earlier?”

Edwards did not look back. His steps maintained an almost identical rhythm.

“His Majesty.”

Bernadette, who was at least two thousand meters behind him and the Invisible Servant, immediately moved her brows. It took nearly three seconds for her to control her emotions.

Through the Invisible Servant, she continued asking without the slightest feeling in her tone,

“Were Uncle William and the others also worshipping him?”

Edwards’s steps paused, but his back remained facing the Invisible Servant and those Eyes of Mystery Prying.

“No.”

He seemed to be pondering the answer, and his steps slowed.

“I do not know…