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?

not dare think deeper, afraid that he would place

walked to a cupboard. He suddenly reached out his hand and pulled open its wooden

moldy and there

patrolling cops and

turned and

the door to two other bedrooms and did a

clues 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

to look at Old Neil

who were no longer in Spirit Vision

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

say something when he looked outside the door. A few

faint footsteps grew louder

immediately cooperated with his “colleague” from the Special Operations Department and began knocking on the doors of the residents on the second floor to gain an understanding of the

with his two silver chevrons looked at

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

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

already knew the critical point

To be more precise, it was unknown where Ray

very well

have a picture of Ray Bieber?” Dunn looked at the police officer. He

a high-ranking inspector on the police department’s roster. His salary and various allowances were also paid

the station

questioning the residents on the first floor. Ask them in detail.”

officer leave, he closed the door and turned to Old

rest to you. If not, we will have to make all the residents sleep and obtain Ray Bieber’s looks. Yea, I don’t really trust sketches based on verbal

thumb-sized bottles from a pocket in his black classic robe

out a clump of powder and scattered it

the room. Klein also suddenly noticed that there was an invisible forcefield around him.

prepared, Klein vaguely heard the words, “Goddess, give me

tore through the windows and blew

him. He found it difficult to describe. A terrifying “smell” that made

up, unable to relax. It felt as though he had plunged into a state similar to what one would have

Old Neil’s eyes opened, his

fountain pen from his pocket and began drawing on a piece of scrap

and saw a face with recessed

curly short hair was done, Old Neil

of his mouth is a

hand fell onto the paper as his body convulsed

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

slowly circled it. The

Lady.” Old Neil tapped his chest in four spots, forming the shape of