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

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

a minute of silence, Klein conjured a piece of goatskin parchment

picture that the Misfortune Cloth

mysterious picture on the paper clearly for a split moment last night, he only managed to remember the rough shape

remember everything they had seen. As long

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 sea; it couldn’t withstand much. Hence, a person’s spiritual essence remembered most of the information and turned it into

if it wasn’t the entire ocean, also included the entire sea

divination incantation, Klein leaned

world, he saw Chanis Gate crack open once again

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

there were many mysterious symbols that collectively formed

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

vertical eye looked up at him, looking both sinister

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

his sleeve. As he held it with his left hand, the topaz pendulum stably hung

and recited the sentence

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

That meant affirmation.

to the treasure that the Antigonus family left behind… Klein

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

with it, only to show it

the logic, but it

that there are no more descendants of

am totally unrelated to that family… If I shared their bloodline, the original Klein

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

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

noticed that the crimson star from which he

touched the illusory star. He saw the brown-haired young man who wore

on the ground, facing the pure

learned some Jotun, finally understood

Save… Father

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 head and sighed. He

what I can do when I master more Jotun vocabulary and can understand what happened to his father and mother… Klein retracted his spirituality, wrapped it around himself, and initiated a

into old but comfortable clothing, and laid down on the bed

all the way till half-past twelve, which was when Melissa finished preparing lunch

a fairly sumptuous meal, he saw Melissa bring out her new dress and fishnet hat, looking like she

still have something this afternoon?”

books. He didn’t lift his head but answered on her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there