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.

made of burly wood in front of him. Right in the

left of the notebook was a stack of neatly arranged books, numbering about eight. The wall on their

It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an inner layer of transparent glass and an exterior gridded with black

was a black ink bottle shrouded in a pale red glow. Its embossed

with a fully

Mingrui was completely taken aback. The things laid before him were alien

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

and shifted his gaze up bit

moon hung high above the backdrop of a

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

Pa!

up. He turned around in a fluster as he

with a brown door on each side of the room. Close to

door was a cabinet. Its two doors were swung open and beneath

height of a person. However, it was

sat in the right corner of the room near the table, along with soup pots, iron pots,

mirror with two cracks. Its

of his gaze, Zhou Mingrui noticed himself in

pupils, a linen shirt, thinly built, average-looking features and a rather

as many helpless

style and the crimson moon that looked

transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui

web novels and had often fantasized over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard to accept the situation when he found himself in

? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui had already cursed himself while trying to make the best

for the still throbbing headache that made his thoughts high strung

few deep

memories began flooding him as

Moretti, a citizen of the Northern Continent’s Loen Kingdom, Awwa County, City of Tingen. He is also a recent graduate from the Department of

colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave

was a devotee of the Evernight Goddess. She passed away

an elder brother and a younger

could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was supported solely by the elder brother who worked at an import and export

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