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?

came to Tingen with my husband, but that was more than

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

and I also

smile

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

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

“It’s excellent!” he marveled.

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

moving, Klein returned

gathered again after half

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

wrong about himself. He immediately stopped and

and tapped his

of his vision immediately transformed. The auras of the hawkers and pedestrians all

colors of their health, his

to determine the exact thoughts of the observed, but the

realized that even the sun could not

of gloom that tainted them

this, Klein

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

an ability he obtained without additional practice after becoming a Seer. It was a passive

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 be repeatedly practiced to grasp, control,

of time, right?” Klein sighed as he shook his head, feeling somewhat

glabella twice again and tried hard to converge

for any abnormal existences or

the same as usual. There was filthy water and trash on

door and circled the first floor in the

wooden stairs creaked constantly as he went up

as dim as always. Klein released his perception and

did he fail to discover any clues regarding his notebook,

them, most ordinary people would not have already sensed the existence of extraordinary matters…”

bodies, but in the form of spirituality. Only a Spirit Medium could effectively

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

but did not discover anything along the

no need for me to search Welch’s place,