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.

reciting the incantation and withstood

only living spirit sitting on the seat of honor

a piece of goatskin parchment and wrote

that the Misfortune Cloth Puppet

the rough shape of the picture due to his anxiety. But that wasn’t a problem for a Seer; he could

they had seen. As long as they possessed the

even felt that the theory that Spirit Medium Daly described regarding the Psychology Alchemists made sense. Human memory was merely islands that were exposed above the

ocean, also included the entire

the divination incantation, Klein leaned backwards and fell

distorted, separated world, he saw Chanis Gate crack open once again as he heard the heavy

the black classic regal gown leaned into the opening of the door and unfurled the paper that it was

of paper, there were many mysterious symbols that collectively

of the world above the gray fog and the memory that had yet to fade, he

vertical eye looked up at

“This is key to the treasure that the Antigonus

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.

eyes and recited the sentence with his mind

opened his eyes and saw the topaz spinning in small circles in

That meant affirmation.

to the treasure that the Antigonus family left behind…

to himself, “Because of Ray Bieber’s death, there are no descendants of the Antigonus family left. Hence, the notebook views me, the Seer that interacted with it but remains

and left the key to the treasure with it, only to show

any problem with the logic, but it still

that there are no more descendants of the Antigonus

that family… If I shared their bloodline, the original Klein wouldn’t have

doesn’t seem to matter if I tell this to the Captain and the team. Let me look into

wrote to Mr. Z, Klein could only be certain that the treasure

he finished divining all the matters, Klein noticed that the crimson star from which he had previously heard prayers was producing a faint

the illusory star. He saw the brown-haired young

was kneeling on the ground, facing the pure

Jotun, finally understood

Father and

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 head and sighed. He decided to observe him for a

understand what happened to his father and mother…

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

was when Melissa finished preparing lunch

meal, he saw Melissa bring out her new dress and fishnet

have something

the sofa, knitting his eyebrows at his grammar books. He didn’t lift his head but answered on her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there will be