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?

chin a little and said, “You guessed right. I’m actually a Southerner. I came to Tingen with my husband, but that was

of Northerners and I’m always missing my hometown’s food. I miss pork sausages, potato bread,

and I also miss sweet

smile when

that makes me hungry… But I feel a lot better.

sorrow.” Wendy handed him a cup of brownish-red liquid. “This is sweet

from Earth. However, it was not as stimulating. The taste of

“It’s excellent!” he marveled.

as she watched him finish the cup

his moving, Klein returned

fewer street side hawkers in the afternoon. They gathered again

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

something wrong about himself. He immediately stopped and observed his

Klein raised his hand and tapped his glabella

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

determine the exact thoughts of the observed, but the despondent, apathetic,

the area, he realized that even the sun could not disperse those dark

a sense of gloom that

seeing this, Klein

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

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

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

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

twice again and tried hard to converge

any abnormal existences or tiny connections while also searching for the Antigonus family’s notebook which

the same as usual. There was filthy water and trash on the streets. It only cleared

circled the first floor in the darkness that

stairs creaked constantly as he went

floor was as dim as always. Klein

he fail to discover any clues regarding his notebook, he even failed to

people would not have already sensed the existence of extraordinary matters…” Klein sighed

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

once, Klein left the apartment and retraced his memory’s footsteps towards Welch’s

walked for a full hour but did not discover anything along the

himself, “There’s no need for me to search Welch’s place, right? Captain and Madam Daly must have