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.

before 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

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

lamp had a classical Western style to it. It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an inner layer of transparent glass and an exterior gridded

shrouded in a pale red glow. Its embossed surface formed a

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

things laid before him were alien to him. It looked nothing like his

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

shifted his gaze up bit by

above the backdrop of

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

Pa!

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

door on each side of

a cabinet. Its

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

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

cracks. Its bottom was made of wood

Zhou Mingrui noticed himself

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

a gasp as many

crimson moon that looked different

Zhou Mingrui widened his

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

minute, Zhou Mingrui had already cursed himself

thoughts high strung

calm down… After taking a few deep breaths, Zhou Mingrui worked hard to stop

body calmed down, memories began flooding him as they slowly

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

conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the

She passed away the year Klein passed the entrance examinations to Khoy

brother and a younger sister. They stayed in

and its situation could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family

of all languages in the Northern Continent—as well as