Lord of the Mysteries

Under the scorching afternoon sun, Klein left his house.

Since he had to walk all the way from Iron Cross Street to Welch’s place, he wore a linen shirt instead of his formal attire of top hat and leather boots. He wore a matching brown coat, a round felt hat and a pair of old leather shoes. That way, he did not need to worry that the stench of his sweat would contaminate the rather expensive suit.

As he went down Daffodil Street, he strolled toward Iron Cross Street. When he passed by the square around the corner, he subconsciously took a glance.

The tents had already vanished. The circus troupe from before had left after finishing their performance.

Klein originally imagined the animal trainer who had helped him tell his fortune to be a hidden expert. He believed she had purposely appeared to guide him after discovering something unique about him and that she would meet him and provide hints for the future. However, none of that happened. She left for the next stop in the tour with the circus troupe.

How can there be so many cliched tropes… Klein shook his head while grimacing a smile. He turned toward Iron Cross Street.

Iron Cross Street was not characterized by just a single street. Like its name suggested, it was formed by two roads that crossed each other.

With the intersection at its core, it was split into Left Street, Right Street, Upper Street, and Lower Street. Klein, Benson, and Melissa previously lived on Lower Street.

However, the residents living at his former apartment and the surrounding area did not think of the area as Lower Street. Instead, they created the term Middle Street. By doing so, they made a clear difference between those staying there and the poor who lived two hundred meters down the road.

There, a bedroom was occupied by five or six people, and sometimes even up to ten.

Klein walked along the periphery of Left Street as he let his mind wander. He recalled the Antigonus family’s notebook and how it was missing. He thought of its importance to the Nighthawks and thought of the deaths that resulted from it.

His heart slowly turned heavy as his face turned ashen.

At that moment, a familiar voice sounded.

“Lad.”

Oh… Klein turned his head curiously and found himself by Smyrin Bakery’s entrance. Mrs. Wendy with a head of gray hair was greeting him with a wave and a warm smile.

“You don’t look… very happy?” Wendy asked genially.

Klein rubbed his face and said, “A little.”

“Regardless of your worries, tomorrow will always come,” said Mrs. Wendy with a smile. “Here, try out my newly created sweet iced tea. I’m not sure if it suits the palate of the locals.”

“Locals? Aren’t you one, Mrs. Smyrin?” Klein shook his head in amusement.

Trying out something means it’s free, right?

husband, but that was more than forty years ago. Heh heh, back then, Benson was not born yet. Even your parents

Northerners and I’m always missing my hometown’s food.

I also

a smile when he

me hungry… But I

cup of brownish-red liquid. “This is sweet

thanking her, Klein took a sip and found it resembling iced red tea from Earth. However, it was not as stimulating. The taste of tea was stronger and felt more refreshing. It instantly expelled the

“It’s excellent!” he marveled.

ease.” Wendy smiled with squinted eyes as she

Mrs. Smyrin about his moving, Klein returned to the street he was most familiar

afternoon. They gathered again after

he entered the area, Klein’s heart suddenly felt overwhelmed by darkness. His heart felt heavy,

sharply sensed something wrong about himself. He immediately stopped and

his hand and tapped his

his vision immediately transformed. The auras of the hawkers

Klein could observe the colors of their health, his attention was pulled away by the colors that represented

to determine the exact thoughts of the observed, but the despondent, apathetic, and gloomy impression was deeply

realized that even the sun could not disperse

sense of gloom that tainted them from years

seeing this, Klein instantly

pulled him into unfamiliar environments and made him feel discomfort. It was also easy for himself to be affected by

used on an ability like perception. This was an ability he obtained without additional practice after becoming a Seer. It was a passive sense that could not be declined. It allowed him to directly sense the existence of anything

a level of interaction when perceiving things; therefore, in the Beyonder eyes of someone like a Spirit Medium, the intensity of everyone’s perception is clear. It is like a fire in the night. Therefore, people with high perceptivity were naturally affected by the intense atmosphere of anything abnormal. It could only

probably formed over extended periods of time, right?” Klein

tapped his glabella twice again and tried hard to converge his

any abnormal existences or tiny connections while

There was filthy water and trash on the

half-closed door and circled the first floor

creaked constantly as

Klein released his

regarding his

them, most ordinary people would not have already

had already understood that most “spirits” did not exist in the form of spiritual bodies, but in the form of spirituality. Only a Spirit

left the apartment and

a full hour but did not discover

and mumbled to himself, “There’s no need for me to search Welch’s