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.

see was a study desk made of burly wood in front of him. Right in the middle was an opened notebook with coarse, yellow

of the notebook was a stack of neatly arranged books, numbering about eight. The wall on their right was inset with grayish-white pipes with wall

size of an adult’s head

ink bottle shrouded in a

right of the notebook sat a dark-colored pen with a fully circular body. Its tip shimmered

completely taken aback. The things laid before him were alien to him. It looked nothing

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

up and shifted his gaze up bit by

moon hung high above the backdrop of a ‘black velvet curtain,’ glowing in

up abruptly. However, before his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made him temporarily

Pa!

turned around in a fluster

door on each side of the room.

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

there was the same grayish-white pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it was connected to a strange mechanical

near the

dressing mirror with two cracks. Its bottom was made

Mingrui noticed

thinly built,

Mingrui immediately drew a gasp as many helpless

that looked different from Earth’s moon could

I have transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened

fantasized over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard to accept the situation when he found

probably what it meant to love a fantasy 1 ? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui had already cursed himself while trying to make the best out of his adverse

for the still throbbing headache that made his thoughts high strung but clear, he would have

down… After taking a few deep breaths, Zhou Mingrui worked

that moment, as his mind and body calmed down, memories began flooding him as

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

during a colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity to study at a private language

the Evernight Goddess. She passed away the year Klein

and a younger

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

in the Northern Continent—as well as the Hermes language which often appeared in ancient mausoleums as well as text regarding sacrificial