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.

their Gwent cards and walked out the entertainment

shouted, not letting down their

is there?” Sleepless Royale turned her head back and asked

coming close until you are done

took two steps

confirmed coldly, “Captain,

“No,” Dunn answered categorically.

unnoticeably and walked towards the

Corpse Collector Frye who exuded coldness and darkness, he maintained

tell Rozanna, Mrs.

problem.” Frye calmly replied as though no emotions stirred

out the door and went upstairs before heaving a secret sigh of relief. He followed the captain and the rest underground. They proceeded straight to

Sleepless Kenley to open Chanis Gate, he instructed Klein, “Go to the armory and get Old Neil here. We need his ritualistic magic

the medicine began to wear off,

place. I will also request for at least twenty demon hunting bullets and also wait

was instantly at

with a smile after beating

shook his head

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

monster that lost control… You even killed a Beyonder?” Old Neil quickly tidied up

walked straight towards the corridor without waiting for Klein’s

Neil, doesn’t the Church have real restorative medicine? Why would ritualistic

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,

Klein nodded

warrior” and avid gamer, it was a habit to

taking in the tranquility that

recalled the tragic death of the suited clown. He recalled himself shooting coldly, the gruesome wound and the spewing of fresh

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

to occupy himself with something so that he could stop thinking of those

then took out a

gait involved him walking on his heels, and it made a distinctive noise as he

as he walked into

is to come here within the next hour. I need to rest,”

upstairs, and I keep watch here?” Klein suggested out of

Neil shook

noisy upstairs. Rozanne is a lady who just

did not insist. He put on his coat and hat, picked up his cane, and returned to the corridor. Then, he

empty path when he suddenly

is a secret door here…” Klein stopped at a spot around a bend as he looked

Corpse Collector Frye had already returned. He was carefully examining a

his courage and approached the room. He knocked lightly

Knock! Knock! Knock!

and turned around, looking

just wish to know if this is a corpse of a Beyonder,” asked Klein as he controlled his

opened and closed, but only spat out

beyond him and landed on the corpse. Indeed,

clown… Klein secretly