Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 32

Klein looked at dark-blue gelatinous liquid, finding it hard to describe it as either a block or cup of liquid. He swallowed his saliva and said in great difficulty, “Am I to drink it just like that?

“Is there no need for any other preparations? Like a ritual, an incantation, or a prayer?”

Old Neil acknowledged tersely before saying, “Preparation? There is. Get a cup of Intis Aurmir grape wine, suck on a Desi cigar, then whistle a relaxing tune, and dance a upbeat court dance. You can do a tap dance if you prefer that. Finally, play a round of Gwent cards…”

When he saw Klein’s expression turn dumbfounded, Old Neil laughed and summarized what he had just said.

“If you feel nervous.”

…You are quite humorous, aren’t you…? The corners of Klein’s mouth twitched as he resisted the urge to draw his gun.

He put his cane down and extended his right hand. As though he held something heavy, he raised the opaque cup. The smell of the potion was faint and seemingly ethereal.

“Lad, do not hesitate. The more you hesitate, the more nervous and afraid you will be. That will only affect the absorption that follows,” said Old Neil with his back facing Klein. It was as though he had said it casually.

It was unknown when he arrived by the nearby water basin. He turned on the tap and washed his hands.

Klein nodded silently and took a deep breath. Just like he was back when he was a child, he pinched his nose and drank it like medicine. He moved the opaque cup to his mouth and tipped his head, drinking it down with a gulp.

A cool and smooth feeling quickly filled his oral cavity. It then flowed through his gullet and into his stomach.

The sticky, dark-blue liquid seemed to grow out thin and long tentacles, bringing stimulation and coldness to every cell in Klein’s body.

He could not help but convulse as his vision rapidly went into a blur. All colors seemed to saturate. The reds were redder, the blues were bluer, and the blacks were blacker. The rich colors blended like an impressionist painting.

Klein had seen such a scene before. It was back when he was questioned by the Spirit Medium, Daly.

At that moment, his vision became a blur and although his mind felt light, it was clear. He felt like a castaway floating in the sea.

Slowly, his surroundings turned discernible. All the colors returned to their original as a grayish and blurry fog emanated.

Around him were bodies he found difficult to describe. There were transparent objects that did not seem to exist. Deep down, there were clean light clusters of different colors. The light seemed to possess life or contain immense knowledge.

This is a little similar to what I saw during the luck enhancement ritual… As Klein instinctively looked down, he realized that ‘he’ was still standing in his original spot, body convulsing.

Suddenly, he came to a realization, causing his consciousness to sink abruptly and fuse with him.

Boom!

The fog quickly dissipated as the colors restored to normal. The bright, clear halo and the inexistent objects instantly vanished.

The scene in the alchemy room returned to normal, but Klein felt his head swell. He felt like it was being yanked apart. Whatever he saw had countless afterimages. His ears were overwhelmed by an ethereal murmur.

“Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea…”

Klein felt a stabbing pain at his forehead as he quickly had thoughts of causing destruction to vent the discomfort in him.

and hurriedly shook

use to hear?” said Old Neil, at his

I do?” Klein tolerated the intense mania

Old Neil chuckled.

of the potion’s energy. You lack the means to control it. Alright, do as I say. Think of an object in your mind,

as he envisaged his own halved top hat woven from black silk. He recalled

on it. Keep repeating that while creating the outlines. Does it feel a little

bit to the imagined top hat. He felt the murmurs subside into a whisper

after calming his mind of

his body and discovered that nothing abnormal had

limbs and with half-anticipation and half-doubt, asking, “I succeeded? I’m

a mirror-like mercury plate and shoved it

“Look at your eyes.”

out and his facial features looked normal. Apart from having his face covered in sweat, he

had deepened quite significantly. It was so much deepened that it was like the night—one in complete darkness. It felt so deep that it

black. Without looking very carefully, even Klein himself

the potion’s powers. When you learn Cogitation and how to converge your power, your eyes will return to normal.” Old Neil

his hand and shook it. “Mr. Neil, when can I learn how

“Just now, producing an object in your mind to divert your attention and turning the energy seepage inwards is actually the first

closed his eyes and once again, his mind depicted

before. Soon, random

object you imagined. Use something that does not exist in this world, an object you imagine completely

you enter Cogitation, only then can you exceed the concept of ‘I.’ The limitless ‘I’ will be become one with the universe, giving you the ability to see and understand the truth. You will obtain

Would things from Earth count? Klein attempted using an earthy-green intercontinental missile he saw on television. He replaced the

of how he outlined it or imagined it, he ultimately only ended up focusing his

like it will work… Klein had no

sphere of light and then many similar objects, gathering

spheres of light stacked upon one another. It felt like an object of fantasy.

mind calmed down. The objects that did not seem to exist, the fog with the bright clusters of light, and the complex colors appeared

inch as he looked down at them quietly. He

said Old Neil with a chuckle. “In that case, I’ll begin teaching you the most common, easiest

alchemy room. It made the spot where Klein was dark, but not to the point of failing to make

your hands and place them in front of your eyes. Your index fingers need to face each other, but they are

your eyes and keep them open

step according to Old Neil’s description. He saw the

let’s continue.” Old Neil laughed. “Focus your gaze on a spot behind your hands. It has to be behind. Then, slowly move your fingers and maintain the same pose without touching them.

and cast his gaze at an empty spot behind his palms. He then slowly moved his index

Klein saw a fiery-red color in

He let out a

step to Spirit Vision. The color you see is your aura,” said Old Neil with a chuckle. “No rush. Do it a few more times. After stabilizing it, look elsewhere. I’ll also take this opportunity to explain to you the different meanings

moved his fingers back and forth while having his vision trained on the

before saying, “To put it simply, the mainstream way of mysticism is to split non-physical parts of a human into four levels. At its core is the Spirit

to Mystery Pryers, the goal of Cogitation and

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