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?

Tingen with my husband, but that was more than forty years

I’m always missing my hometown’s food. I miss pork sausages, potato bread, roasted pancakes, vegetables fried

I also miss

a smile when he heard

this sure is a topic that makes me hungry… But I feel a lot better.

cure sorrow.” Wendy handed him a cup of brownish-red liquid. “This is sweet iced tea I made according to my memories. Try it and tell me

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 heat brought by the

“It’s excellent!” he marveled.

as she

with Mrs. Smyrin about his moving, Klein returned to

were far fewer street side hawkers in the afternoon. They gathered again after half past

the area, Klein’s heart suddenly felt overwhelmed by darkness. His heart felt heavy, down, and gloomy

happening? He sharply sensed something wrong about himself. He immediately stopped and observed his surroundings, but did not

hand and tapped

extent of his vision immediately transformed. The auras of the hawkers and

of their health, his

but the despondent, apathetic, and

the area, he realized that even the

of gloom that tainted them from years

this, Klein instantly understood the

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

ability he obtained without additional practice after becoming a Seer. It was a passive sense that could not be declined.

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

extended periods of time,

tapped his glabella twice again and tried hard to converge his

walked toward the apartment and sensed for any abnormal existences or tiny connections while also searching for

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

door and circled the first floor

creaked constantly

dim as always. Klein released his perception and looked

did he fail to discover any clues regarding his notebook,

it’s so easy to encounter them, most ordinary people would not have already sensed the

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

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

a full hour but did not discover anything along the

locked iron gates and mumbled to himself, “There’s no need