The Invisible Mogul novel Chapter 1156

Looking at how weakly Chester was apologizing, Gerald then gently patted him on the shoulder before saying, “It’s fine… After all, we’ve… We seem to have finally arrived at the king of the ocean’s palace…”

After saying that, Gerald went silent for a while, utterly stunned by what he was now looking at.

Not hearing anything from Gerald for a while, Chester then looked up as well. His eyes widened the moment he did, and he found his mouth gaping as he stared at the extremely magnificent-looking palace that lay before them.

The palace looked befitting of a dragon, and in the middle of the structure, was an enormous high platform. What stupefied Gerald most, however, was the fact that hovering about twenty feet above the platform, was a crystal coffin!

‘It’s another eternal coffin!’ Gerald thought to himself in his bewilderment.

So it really was true… The woman in white truly had been buried within an eternal coffin here after being separated from the deity!

Still, Gerald couldn’t help but wonder why the old beggar had deliberately placed them so far away from each other… What could the old man’s intention have been by disallowing the two to ever meet for all of eternity?

As Gerald was deep in thought, the corner of his eye saw Chester pointing at the surrounding murals as he said, “…There are murals all over the place, sir… They seem to describe everything that had happened that eventually led to all this…”

After glancing one more time at the woman in white’s eternal coffin, Gerald turned to look at the murals together with Chester.

Similar to the underground palace in the desert, this place was also filled to the brim with murals.

Skimming through the images, Gerald confirmed that the murals were mostly detailing the tale of the woman in white’s burial. More specifically, they talked about the burial process and the origins of the woman in white’s corpse. In other words, mostly things that Gerald was already aware of.

Among the murals, however, occasional abstract words could be found. Gerald, for one, had no idea what they meant. After all, they were vastly different from the words he had seen in previous murals.

All of a sudden, he heard Chester mutter, “…Hmm? Cavern language?”

Turning to look at Chester, Gerald saw that he was also staring at a few abstract words that had been etched onto another wall.

“Cavern language?” asked Gerald as he went to Chester’s side.

“Indeed, sir. You see, the language was used exclusively by an ancient tribe who were cave dwellers. My family had a collection of animal skin rolls belonging to said cave dwellers, and my grandma had forced me to learn the meaning of some of their words and characters when I was much younger…” explained Chester.

Raising an eyebrow, Gerald then replied, “Does that mean that you’re able to read and understand the language?”

Briefly skimming through the words, Chester then scratched the back of his head as he said, “…At most, I feel that I’ll only be able to understand a little over half of it… The rest will mostly be guesswork.”