Lord of the Mysteries

Painful!

How painful!

My head hurts so badly!

A gaudy and dazzling dreamworld filled with murmurs instantly shattered. The sound asleep Zhou Mingrui felt an abnormal throbbing pain in his head as though someone had ruthlessly lashed at him with a pole again and again. No, it was more like a sharp object pierced right through his temples followed by a twist!

Ouch… In his stupor, Zhou Mingrui attempted to turn around, look up, and sit up; however, he was completely unable to move his limbs as though he had lost control over his body.

From the looks of it, I’m still not awake. I’m still in a dream… Who knows, perhaps the next scene will be of me thinking I’m already awake, but in fact, am actually still sleeping…

Zhou Mingrui, who was not unfamiliar with similar encounters, tried his best to focus in order to escape the shackles placed upon him by the darkness and confusion.

However, while still in his reverie, whatever will he could summon was ethereal like a fleeting fog. He found his thoughts difficult to control and introspect. No matter how much he tried, he still lost his focus as random thoughts surfaced in his mind.

Why would I suddenly have such an excruciating headache in the middle of the night?

And it’s really painful!

Could it be something like a cerebral hemorrhage?

F**k, don’t tell me I’m going to die young?

I need to wake up! Now!

Eh? Why doesn’t it seem to hurt as much as before? But why does it still feel like a blunt knife is slicing through my brains…

From the looks of it, sleep is impossible. How am I to show up for work tomorrow?

Why am I still thinking about work? This is some authentic headache. Of course I have to take time off! I don’t have to worry about my manager’s grumblings!

Hey, putting it that way, it doesn’t seem too bad. Hehe, I can end up getting some spare time for myself!

Throbbing pain inundated Zhou Mingrui, allowing him to slowly accumulate immaterial strength until he was finally able to move his back and open his eyes. He finally broke free from his reverie.

it was screened by a faint crimson red. All he could see was a study desk made of burly wood in front of him. Right in the middle was an opened notebook with coarse, yellow pages. The title was eye-catchingly

books, numbering about eight. The wall on their right was inset with grayish-white pipes

style to it. It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an inner layer of transparent glass and an exterior

bottle shrouded in a

of the ink bottle and to the right of the notebook sat a dark-colored pen with a fully circular body. Its tip

The things laid before him were alien to him.

confused, he discovered that the desk, notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered in a layer of crimson ‘veil,’ a result of

up and shifted

midair, a crimson moon hung high above the

horrified as he stood up abruptly. However, before his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made

Pa!

Zhou Mingrui stood up again by propping himself up. He turned around in a

room was not very large, with a brown door on each side of the room. Close to an opposite wall was a low

was a cabinet. Its two doors were

there was the same grayish-white pipe on the wall at the height of

the room near the table, along with soup pots, iron pots, and other kitchen

door was a dressing mirror with two cracks. Its bottom was made of wood

sweep of his gaze, Zhou Mingrui noticed himself in the

linen shirt, thinly built, average-looking

Zhou Mingrui immediately drew a gasp as many helpless and confused

revolver in ancient European style and the crimson moon that looked different from Earth’s moon

transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened his mouth

up reading web novels and had often fantasized over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard to

a minute, Zhou

that made his thoughts high strung but clear, he would have definitely

down, calm down, calm down… After taking a few deep breaths,

calmed down, memories began flooding him as they slowly appeared

Northern Continent’s Loen Kingdom, Awwa County, City of Tingen. He is

was a sergeant of the Royal Army who had sacrificed himself during a colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity to study at a private language school and laid the foundation for his admission

passed away the year Klein passed the

had an elder brother and a younger sister. They stayed in a two bedroom

its situation could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was supported solely by the elder brother who

of the ancient Feysac language—deemed the origin of all languages in the Northern Continent—as well as the Hermes language which often appeared in ancient mausoleums