Lord of the Mysteries

Eugh! Eugh!

Klein squatted there, vomiting involuntarily. He was soon done with his puking since he did not eat breakfast.

At that moment, a tin-colored square flask that looked like a cigarette box appeared in front of him.

The mouth which had lost its stopper emitted a mixture of smells akin to tobacco, disinfectant, and mint leaves. It cleared up Klein’s nose and rejuvenated him.

The pungent smell continued to linger, but Klein no longer felt nauseous. He soon stopped vomiting.

He traced the tiny flask up and saw a pale hand that did not seem to belong to a member of the living. He saw the mouth of a black windbreaker’s sleeve and saw Corpse Collector Frye with his cold and dark bearing.

“Thank you.” Klein recovered completely and with his hands on his knees, he stood back up.

Frye nodded without any expression.

“It’ll be fine once you are used to it.”

He put back the flask’s stopper and put it into his pocket and turned around, walking to the highly decomposed corpse. Without gloves, he began examining the old woman. As for Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell, they paced slowly around the room, occasionally touching the table’s surface or newspapers.

Old Neil pinched his nose and stood outside the door, grumbling in a muffled voice, “Seriously gross. I’m going to request for additional pay this month!”

Dunn turned his head over and touched the wall beside the chimney with his gloved right hand. While doing so, he asked Klein, “Does this place look familiar?”

Klein held his breath and constructed the silver pocket watch in his mind to calm down.

With him already in his Spirit Vision state, he immediately felt different. A scene that came from the deepest recesses of his memories flashed past his eyes.

Chimney, rocking chair, table, newspapers, the rusty nails on the door, the tin cans inlaid with silver…

The scenes were dark and dull, like a documentary from Earth. However, it was even more blurry and illusory.

The scene quickly stacked against what Klein was seeing. The feelings of déjà vu and having been here before presented themselves clearly. An illusory and ethereal scream seemed to pass through invisible walls:

“Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea…”

“It feels a little familiar.” Klein answered honestly while his brain felt a stabbing pain. Thankfully, he quickly tapped his glabella twice.

Hornacis… The Hornacis mountain range that appeared in original Klein’s diary?

That is content that was deciphered from the Antigonus family’s notebook…

The murmurs were very similar to one of the previous ones. It involved the word ‘Hornacis’ Is this a form of enticement?

by shock as he did not dare think deeper, afraid that he would place himself

to a cupboard. He suddenly reached

was moldy and there were about seven gray, stiff

cops

and left the

two other bedrooms and did

as well as any sign of the Antigonus family’s notebook, Frye also stood up. He wiped his hands with a white handkerchief he brought along with him and said, “The time of death was more than five days ago. There are no external injuries nor are there any clear signs that it was a result of Beyonder powers.

you discover anything?” Dunn turned to look

two who were no longer in Spirit Vision state

apartment in the beginning. As you know, there will usually be similar processes when we use ritualistic magic,” Old

he looked outside the door. A few seconds later, Klein and Old Neil sensed something and turned to

louder as Leonard

expression changed once he caught the noxious smell. He immediately cooperated with his “colleague” from the Special Operations Department and began knocking on the doors of the residents

silver chevrons looked at the corpse on the

Between 55 and 60 years old. Widow. Has rented this apartment with her son, Ray Bieber for more than ten

gem artisan. Her son is about thirty years old and is single. He inherited his father’s trade and earns about one pound and fifteen soli a week. According to their neighbors, they have not seen them in

already

more precise, it was

ancient notebook could very

picture of Ray Bieber?” Dunn looked at the police officer. He was acting as the role of

salary and various allowances were also paid according to his rank. Of course, it did not include his salary

police officer shook his head nervously and said, “I’m not sure… I’ll have to return to the station to search for it. It’s not typical for us to have pictures of

the first floor. Ask them in

watched the police officer leave, he closed

we will have to make all the residents sleep and obtain

out a few thumb-sized bottles from a pocket in his black classic robe and scattered the

he pulled out a clump of powder and scattered it in

nauseating smells in the room. Klein also suddenly noticed that there was an invisible forcefield around him. It

his eyes as his lips mumbled a soft and indiscernible incantation. Without being prepared, Klein vaguely heard the words, “Goddess, give me strength,” “We look

through the windows and blew

suddenly as he felt goosebumps all over him. He found it difficult to describe. A terrifying “smell” that made him afraid of looking directly spread

unable to relax. It felt as though he had plunged into a state similar to what one would have after working on a highly

Old Neil’s eyes opened,

pen from his pocket and began drawing on a piece of scrap paper on the table. He

with recessed eyes and a tall nose bridge

curly short hair was done, Old Neil wrote a single line beneath

his

pen in Old Neil’s hand fell onto the paper

of Ray Bieber according to what’s left in the room.” Old Neil whispered as the

turned back to his original spot and slowly circled it. The invisible forcefield that isolated things immediately

Neil tapped his chest in four spots, forming the shape of