Lord of the Mysteries

Aiur Harson added, “Exactly, it is hard to imagine that the subsequent Sequence of Seer would be Clown. According to normal logic, no one would link them together.”

“Is that strange? I remember that quite a number of Sequence potions also seem to lack similarities between their different levels.” Lorotta covered her mouth as she yawned. It was obvious that her injuries were more severe. Not even Goddess’s Gaze could help her to maintain her vibrant energy.

“No, Lorotta. This is completely different. Even if the other Sequence potions are lacking a connection, we can also find common points if viewed from a different angle. However, I cannot comprehend it for Seer and Clown at all,” said Aiur Harson as he shook his head and sighed.

Klein listened to their discussion and laughed.

“No, there’s still a common point.”

“What?” Aiur asked curiously. Even Dunn’s arm exercises clearly slowed down.

Klein replied without hesitation, “Be it a Seer or a Clown, both of them can be found at the circus.”

“…” Aiur, Dunn, and Lorotta were stunned.

“Pfft… Quite a good answer. I like young man like you!” Lorotta was the first to return to her senses as she burst out laughing.

Aiur also smiled as he shook his head.

“In this era, the number of gentlemen who are equipped with the spirit of self-deprecation is decreasing. Thankfully, we have met one today.”

Do you think I like to engage in self-deprecation… It’s not like I figured out any commonality between the two… Klein complained internally as he replied with a wry smile, “I only wish that the potions of the Sequence pathway would not have names like Beast Tamer, Acrobat, or Magician. That would really form a circus.”

Furthermore, it’s a one-man circus…

“Haha.” Dunn and company were immediately amused. It filled the carriage with a joyous atmosphere.

The carriage proceeded straight for Zouteland Street. Klein, who was not injured, was the first to enter Blackthorn Security Company.

“Goddess! What happened to you? Why are you like that?” Rozanne exclaimed when she caught sight of him.

Klein looked down at his dirty and tattered suit. He replied with his heart aching, “There are always all kinds of accidents during a mission. Thankfully, the Goddess blessed us and it ended beautifully.”

“Praise the Lady!” Rozanne devoutly drew the crimson moon across her chest.

Before waiting for Klein to continue, she asked, “Do you need us to hide in the third floor again? Is the Sealed Artifact really that dangerous?”

“Trust me. It’s far more dangerous than you can imagine,” replied Klein with a lingering fear.

If not for his even more mysterious luck enhancement ritual, he would have perished under the proverbial hands of 2-049!

“Goddess…” Rozanne’s lips quivered as though she had still a million things to say or questions to ask, but in consideration of how the captain was waiting downstairs, she held back her compulsion. She informed Mrs. Orianna and company to head upstairs to the third floor. The neighbors of Blackthorn Security Company were either estates of the Church, or devout clergymen who vaguely knew of the situation.

When all the civilian staff dispersed, Klein did not rush to the entertainment room to inform the other Nighthawks. He immediately returned and helped the captain and the rest escort Sealed Artifact 2-049, Monster Bieber’s remnants, and the Antigonus family’s notebook to the second floor.

Through the partition, Dunn pushed open the entertainment room’s door and said to the two Nighthawks who were playing Gwent cards, “Frye, Royale, both of you are to immediately head to the harbor’s Tyrell Warehouse and aid Leonard in dealing with the aftermath.”

“Alright.” Royale with her raven-black hair and cold expression was the first to stand up.

Corpse Collector Frye, with his black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin stood up next.

down their Gwent cards and walked out the entertainment room and when they passed through the

shouted, not

turned her head back and

them seal off the road. Prevent anyone from coming close until you are done with the scene and move the

around and took two steps

and confirmed coldly,

“No,” Dunn answered categorically.

unnoticeably and walked towards the

for Corpse Collector Frye who exuded coldness and

tell Rozanna, Mrs.

calmly replied as though no emotions stirred in

heaving a secret sigh of

Gate, he instructed Klein, “Go to the

of the medicine began to wear

will watch the armory in Old Neil’s place. I will also request for at least twenty demon hunting bullets and also wait for

was instantly at a loss for

anything else?” asked Klein with a

shook his head and

turned around. After walking a certain distance, Klein turned into the armory and recounted the happenings generally to Old Neil who was drinking plain

quickly tidied up his

as he circled around the desk and walked straight towards the corridor without waiting for Klein’s

Church have

of them are not suitable for restorative medicine,” Old Neil explained casually. “You should know about Goddess’s Gaze, right? When the medicine is first made via a ritual, it would be a standard, real restorative medicine. But every minute after its completion, its effect evaporates until little of

see…” Klein

and avid gamer, it was a habit to

in the tranquility that he had not had in a

death of the suited clown. He recalled himself shooting coldly, the

He first stood up, then sat down, then slowly repeated the process. He also did some pacing back

occupy himself with something so that he could

then took out a handkerchief and a brush to

time, he heard Old Neil’s familiar footsteps. Old Neil’s gait involved him walking on his heels, and it made a distinctive noise as he ambled down the

as he walked into

no one is to come here within the next hour. I need

don’t you rest upstairs, and I keep watch here?” Klein suggested

shook his

noisy upstairs. Rozanne is a

up his

slowly walked on the empty path when he suddenly saw many rooms he

Klein stopped at a spot around a bend as he looked at

that Corpse Collector Frye had already returned. He was

as he mustered his courage and approached the room. He knocked lightly

Knock! Knock! Knock!

his actions and turned around, looking

to know if this is a

lips opened and closed, but only spat out a

the corpse. Indeed, he discovered the familiar gruesome

suited clown… Klein secretly exhaled