Lord of the Mysteries

After thinking for a while, Klein decided to return home to confirm something.

He believed that if the Misfortune Cloth Puppet hadn’t intentionally shown him the picture on the paper, then the Captain and the rest would definitely find traces in their follow-up investigations. It wouldn’t matter much if he reported it or not.

If it were the converse, it was something worth careful consideration.

That was also what Klein wanted to confirm.

He took the trackless public carriage to Daffodil Street. When he returned home, his brother Benson and his sister Melissa had yet to wake up, since it was Sunday. The living room was dark and quiet.

Klein boiled a kettle of water, threw in some tea leaves, and drank it with wheat bread. Then he took his coat, hat, and cane towards the stairs.

He subconsciously lightened his footsteps to avoid making any loud noises.

Just as he got to the second floor, he saw the bathroom door suddenly open, and Melissa, who was wearing an old dress, came out with a sleepy face.

“You’re home…” Melissa was rubbing her eyes sleepily.

Klein covered his mouth and yawned.

“Yeah, I need to crash. Don’t wake me up before lunch.”

Melissa tersely acknowledged when she suddenly recalled something.

“Benson and I are going to Saint Selena Cathedral pray and attend Mass in the morning. Lunch might be slightly later.”

As not-so-devoted believers of the Evernight Goddess, she and Benson went to the church once a fortnight, while Klein, who was a Nighthawk, hadn’t entered the church since the last time he was followed by the member of the Secret Order.

No, I’m at the cathedral every day, just that I’m in the cathedral’s basement… Klein justified himself subconsciously.

He was currently most worried that the Goddess would abandon him as a fake believer. If his ritualistic magic didn’t respond at crucial times, he would be in big trouble.

But then, when one considers Old Neil, the Goddess is quite forgiving towards the Nighthawks. Hmm. That’s right! Klein comforted himself.

His scattered thoughts flashed past him, and he looked at Melissa. He nodded and smiled.

“No problem. I can sleep longer then.”

Walking past Melissa, he entered his bedroom and locked the door behind him.

Immediately following that, he psyched himself up and took out the ritual dagger and created a sealed spirituality wall.

the incantation and withstood the

illusionary boundless world, he was the only living spirit sitting on the seat of honor at the long bronze

a piece of goatskin parchment

that the Misfortune

had seen the mysterious picture on the paper clearly for a split moment last night, he only managed to remember the rough shape of the picture due to his anxiety. But that wasn’t a problem for a Seer; he

remember everything they had seen. As long as they possessed the appropriate method, they

the Psychology Alchemists made sense. Human memory was merely islands that were exposed above the sea; it couldn’t withstand much. Hence, a person’s spiritual essence remembered most of the information and turned it into

entire ocean, also included

the divination incantation, Klein leaned backwards and fell asleep

he saw Chanis Gate crack open once again as he

classic regal gown leaned into the opening of the door and unfurled the

there were many mysterious symbols that collectively formed a

of the world above the gray fog and the memory that had

looked up at him,

is key to the treasure that the Antigonus family left

pen, he untied the silver chain that was wound inside his sleeve. As he held it with his left hand, the topaz pendulum stably hung above the divination statement and the mysterious vertical eye. There weren’t any obvious

eyes and recited the sentence with his

seven times, he opened his eyes and saw the topaz spinning in small circles

That meant affirmation.

key to the treasure that the Antigonus family left behind… Klein

there are no descendants of the Antigonus family

key to the treasure with it, only to show it to me during my

with the logic, but

could the notebook be sure that there are no more descendants

their bloodline, the original Klein

I tell this to the Captain and the team. Let me look

treasure. But, unsurprisingly, there was no detailed information. Just like in the letter that Sirius wrote to Mr. Z, Klein could only be certain that the treasure was related to the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and

the crimson star from which he had previously

He saw

man was kneeling on the ground, facing the

learned some Jotun, finally understood one of

Save… Father

antique that is thousands of years old… What a pity; the mysterious ruler above the giant is totally

I master more Jotun vocabulary and can understand what happened to his father

returned to his bedroom, he dispelled the spirituality wall, changed into old but comfortable clothing, and laid down on the bed

when Melissa finished preparing lunch and came knocking

bring out her new dress and fishnet hat, looking like she

something

told Melissa that there will be a lecture regarding family affairs in the municipal hall in the afternoon. Melissa plans to attend