Lord of the Mysteries

“Clues to the Clown potion.”

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On the seat of honor at the ancient bronze table, Klein repeated the divination statement a few times before leaning back and entering a deep sleep.

His surroundings quickly became peaceful and quiet. He saw a hazy view, with countless distorted and blurry scenes flashing past, just like drops of morning dew on tender flower petals.

Gradually, Klein grasped his spirituality and came to his senses.

He saw a fireplace before him with a rocking chair in front of it. Sitting on it was an old woman dressed in black and white.

Although he couldn’t see her face since she was hanging her head low, Klein’s gut feeling told him that she was an old lady. And he was pretty certain about it.

The old lady was facing a desk directly. There were newspapers and tin cans inlaid with silver on the desk.

“This is…” Klein found the scene before his eyes very familiar, and he quickly recognized what he saw.

This was where Ray Bieber and his mother stayed!

This was where he saw a bloated cadaver for the first time!

“There are clues that point to the Clown potion here?” Just as Klein’s thoughts flashed past, the scene around him transformed.

It was a grayish-white warehouse, hidden among identical buildings.

There were white bones scattered all around, and a few balls of flesh that looked like they had been squashed by a boulder.

In the middle of the warehouse was a grayish-white object that was the size of a fist. Its surface was filled with ditches and it looked soft but ductile. It looked like a brain that had been extracted out of a living being.

Just as Klein recognized the scene and recalled something, the scene before him distorted like rippling water before transforming into another new blurry scene.

A naked body was laid on a long table covered with a white cloth. There were some bluish, discolored patches on the corpse’s skin.

Klein suddenly knitted his eyebrows and muttered, “It was first the images of Ray Bieber’s hiding place and his remains, and now, it’s related to the brand on the suited clown’s wrist?”

Just as he attempted to speculate what the scenes meant, the scene suddenly changed again.

A marble coffee table, a set of two leather couches, and a chandelier that hung high on the ceiling.

black hair, brown eyes, and a scholarly temperament; a wealthy man with a chubby body and pale skin; and a beautiful

people and an object—a middle-aged man in a black robe who had thick spiky brown hair; a wealthy man with a chubby body and pale skin; a half-century-old elder with messy eyebrows, thin brown hair, and gray-blue eyes; and a black notebook on the round table in-between all of them, a notebook that exuded

The Antigonus family’s notebook!

sat up straight and

outside the divine hall where there was boundless gray fog

divining for clues to the Clown potion…

Welch. Yes, Welch, an unfortunate fella who bought the Antigonus family’s notebook and triggered a sequence of incidents… The beautiful young

combination is a hallmark of Welch’s

other words, what I saw was Welch’s living room. It was a scene where the

the edge of the

the last scene represent? The notebook appeared, Welch appeared. Could it be the scene where he bought

people, and one of them looked very familiar. I feel like I’ve seen the middle-aged man in the classic black robe somewhere before… That spiky brown hair, severe dark eye circles… Yes, I know who is he now. Hanass Vincent from the Divination Club,

one that sold the

is small, no—Tingen is really small! On careful thought, it really is a possibility that Hanass Vincent wasn’t an ordinary fortune-teller. He was obviously deep into mysticism and obtained the attention of an ancient evil god. He had the channels, ability, and opportunity to

wrong. They had attempted to investigate via the antique market… But when the actual whereabouts of the notebook was found,

Otherwise, we definitely could’ve found out something regarding the notebook…

man in his fifties.

tapping his fingers on the edge of the table and looked through every scene of his dream divination once

Welch, Naya, and original Klein’s exchange; Welch, Hanass Vincent, and the Antigonus family notebook’s ‘group photo’. Hehe, besides the

Clown potion…

notebook, but he never considered using the unique qualities that the area above the gray fog possessed. As such, he had failed to receive any revelations, but now, he had chanced upon the

seconds to calm down, Klein summarized the context provided by Roselle’s diary

the relics of the Antigonus family. So, the symbolic meaning of the dream is to use matters related to the Antigonus family to

They could’ve been allies or enemies. Hence, it seems fairly natural that the Antigonus family possessed parts of their Sequence. Things would be obvious if they were allies, but

clown. Sigh, I do wish that the second explanation were true though. When the Holy Cathedral finds

plausible. My gut feeling as a Seer tells me that there might be a

his forehead and suddenly realized the limitations

abyss or walking on a thin layer of ice

of himself mastering the true essence of a Seer. He seemed to be just one step away

with your life… Praise the Lady!”

whether Azik had good intentions or if he was

He had no choice but to stop churning through his thoughts and decide on the crucial matters that

the same scene with Welch, Hanass Vincent, and the Antigonus

search

a Mid-Sequence Beyonder of the Life School of Thought,

of the half-century-old elder with

person present when the Antigonus family’s notebook was traded

at the portrait, Klein suddenly fell into