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.

crimson red. All he could see was a study desk made of burly wood in front of

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

it. It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an inner

black ink bottle shrouded in a pale

with a fully circular body. Its tip shimmered with a faint glint while its cap

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

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

looked up and shifted his gaze up bit

a crimson moon hung high above the backdrop of a

before his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made him temporarily lose his strength as he fell uncontrollably. His buttocks slammed heavily onto the

Pa!

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

large, with a brown door on each side

a cabinet. Its two doors were

the side of the cabinet, there was the same grayish-white pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it

the right corner of the room near the table, along with

with two cracks. Its bottom

a sweep of his gaze, Zhou Mingrui noticed himself in

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

gasp as many helpless and confused guesses surfaced in his

in ancient European style and the crimson moon that looked different from

transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened his

had often fantasized over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard

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

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

a few deep breaths, Zhou Mingrui worked hard

memories began flooding him as they slowly

Kingdom, Awwa County, City of Tingen. He is also a recent graduate from the Department of History

with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity to study

devotee of the Evernight Goddess. She passed away the

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 worked at

Klein grasped knowledge 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