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?

said, “You guessed right. I’m actually a Southerner. I came to Tingen with my husband, but that was more than forty years ago. Heh heh, back then,

hometown’s food. I miss pork sausages, potato bread, roasted pancakes,

also miss

suffused a smile

is a topic that makes me hungry… But I feel a lot better. Thank you very

cup of brownish-red liquid. “This is sweet iced tea I made according to my memories. Try it

iced red tea from Earth. However, it was not as stimulating. The taste of tea was stronger and felt more refreshing. It instantly expelled

“It’s excellent!” he marveled.

Wendy smiled with squinted eyes as she watched him finish the cup of tea in a

with Mrs. Smyrin about his moving, Klein returned to the street

were far fewer street side hawkers in the afternoon. They gathered again after half past five. The ones that stayed behind looked drowsy and

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

about himself. He immediately stopped and observed his surroundings, but

and tapped his glabella like he

extent of his vision immediately transformed. The auras

his

observed, but the despondent, apathetic, and gloomy

area, he realized that even the

that

this, Klein instantly

pulled him into unfamiliar environments and made him feel discomfort. It was also easy for

additional practice after becoming a Seer. It was a passive sense that could not be declined. It allowed him to directly sense the existence

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

formed over extended periods of time, right?” Klein sighed as he shook his

and

abnormal existences or tiny

water and trash on the streets. It only cleared up when he reached the

the first floor in the darkness that

stairs creaked constantly as he went

Klein released his perception

any clues regarding his notebook, he even failed to see

most ordinary people would not have

of spiritual bodies, but in the

circling the third floor once, Klein left the apartment and retraced his memory’s footsteps

for a full hour but

no need for me to search Welch’s place, right? Captain and Madam Daly must have done a carpet search