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.

took four steps counterclockwise while reciting the incantation and withstood

boundless world, he was the only living spirit sitting on

Klein conjured a piece

picture that the Misfortune Cloth

the rough shape of the picture due to his anxiety. But that wasn’t a

they had seen. As long as they possessed the appropriate method, they could reproduce the scene whenever

made sense. Human memory was merely islands that were exposed above the sea; it couldn’t

wasn’t the entire ocean, also included the entire sea region surrounding

divination incantation, Klein leaned

crack open once again as

in the black classic regal gown leaned into the opening of the door

many mysterious symbols that collectively formed a

the uniqueness of the world above the gray fog and the memory

at him, looking both sinister and

below the eye, “This is key to the treasure that the Antigonus family

wound inside his sleeve. As he held it with his left hand,

his eyes and recited

topaz spinning in small circles in a clockwise fashion along with the

That meant affirmation.

treasure that the Antigonus

tapped his fingers on the edge of the long bronze table and muttered to himself, “Because of Ray Bieber’s death, there are no descendants of the Antigonus family left. Hence, the notebook views

affected 3-0625 and left the key to the treasure with it, only to show it to me during my

the logic, but it

the notebook be sure that there are no more descendants of the

family… If I shared their bloodline, the original Klein wouldn’t have committed suicide to begin

to matter if I tell this to the Captain and the team. Let me

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

star from which

answering prayers and touched the illusory star. He saw the brown-haired young man who wore the unique black

on the ground, facing the pure

Jotun, finally understood one of

Father

the world is Jotun still used? That’s an ancient antique that is thousands of years old… What a pity; the mysterious ruler above the giant is totally powerless. I don’t have the ability to save them even if I want to… Klein shook his

see what I can do when I master more Jotun vocabulary and can understand what happened to

the spirituality wall, changed into old but comfortable clothing, and laid down on

twelve, which was when

he saw Melissa bring out her new

you still have something this

“Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there will be a lecture