Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 28

Badump! Badump! Badump!

Klein’s heart began beating rapidly. It shrank into a clump before expanding abruptly. It made his body tremble gently.

There was an instant when he nearly forgot what he had to do until the lurking figure suddenly paused. The figure pricked his ears slightly as though listening for any changes.

Blood flowed back from his brain as Klein regained his basic cognitive abilities. He reached beneath the pillow for the wooden grip of the revolver.

He felt the firm but smooth feeling as he rapidly calmed down. He silently and slowly pulled out the revolver and aimed it at the trespasser’s head.

To be honest, he had no confidence in striking the intruder. Although he was already able to stably hit the target during practice, a moving person and a fixed target were completely different. He was not arrogant enough to confound the two together.

However, he vaguely remembered something from his previous life; the general idea was that a nuclear weapon wielded the greatest strength before its launch.

The principle held in his current situation. The best deterrence was before he shot!

By not pulling the trigger or shooting blindly, the intruder was unable to determine whether or not he was a complete rookie who had an extremely high chance of missing him. His worries and fears would make him deliberate more, resulting in him restraining himself!

In an instant, another thought arose in him. It immediately made Klein turn decisive. He was not the kind of person who turned calmer when faced with danger; instead, he had already imagined the situation when he faced the observer—using intimidation instead of attacking.

The Foodaholic Empire had an idiom: Where there is precaution there will be no danger!

When Klein pointed his gun at the intruder, the thin man froze suddenly, as though he had sensed something.

Following that, he heard a voice that hid a chuckle.

“Good evening, Sir.”

The scrawny man clasped both his hands together, and his body seemed to tense. Klein sat on the lower bunk, aimed the person’s head with the revolver, and tried to speak as leisurely and as naturally as he could.

“Please raise both of your hands and turn around. Try to do it slow. To be frank, I am very timid and I get nervous easily. If you move too quickly, I can be frightened, and I can’t guarantee that there won’t be a situation where I misfire. Yes, that’s right.”

his body bit by bit. The first thing that came into view was a black tight suit with neat buttons. Next, he caught a pair of brown eyebrows that were thick

of a ferocious beast. It seemed that if Klein were careless for a second, the other person would leap forward and tear him to

clenched the handle tightly as he tried his best to appear

softly and gently said, “Sir, let’s take this outside. Do not disturb the beautiful dreams of others. Oh, do keep your motions slow. Lighten your footsteps a little too. It’s basic courtesy for

rolled as he swept Klein a glance. He continued raising his hands as he walked slowly to

aim, he twisted the handle and

himself and rolled forward. The door was pulled by

Benson, who was on the top bunk, was stirred. He almost

serene melody entered from outside. The heavy and comfortable

horror, the hope of

is certain—that this Life

is certain, and the

that once has bloomed forever

relax others. Benson, who was on the top bunk, and Melissa, who was in another

and mind was also

the thin man had darted off was so

and muttered to himself. “You might not believe it, but pulling the trigger would

chamber

to the midnight poem as he patiently

the tranquil melody which resembled the reflection of moonlight on the surface

spun the cylinder and moved the empty

for a full ten minutes. Just as he wondered if he should investigate, he heard Dunn

“It’s settled.”

held his revolver and took his key. Barefooted, he carefully approached the door before silently opening it to see the black windbreaker and the

the end of the

took me some time to enter his dream,” said Dunn calmly as

background?” Klein felt a

number of fallen aristocrats of that period. Heh, the Antigonus family’s diary came from them. Due to

Klein’s question,

that we have likely obtained the Antigonus family’s notebook or that we have obtained a critical clue. In that case, as long as it’s not something extremely crucial or important, they

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