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.

while reciting the incantation and withstood the chaotic

boundless world, he was the only living spirit sitting on

nearly a minute of silence, Klein conjured a piece

that the Misfortune Cloth

clearly for a split moment last night, he only managed to remember the rough shape of the picture due to his anxiety.

had seen. As long as they possessed the

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

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

leaned backwards and

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

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

there were many mysterious

before exiting the dream. Then, with the aid of the uniqueness of the world above the gray fog and the memory

looked up at him, looking both sinister and

and wrote below the eye, “This is key

his sleeve. As he held it with his left hand, the topaz pendulum stably hung above the divination statement and the mysterious

and recited the sentence with

eyes and saw the topaz spinning in small

That meant affirmation.

is really key to the treasure that the Antigonus family

and muttered to himself, “Because of Ray Bieber’s death, there are no descendants of the Antigonus family left. Hence, the notebook

and left the key to the treasure with it,

be any problem with the logic, but it still doesn’t seem

that there

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

tell this to the Captain and

like in the letter that Sirius wrote to Mr. Z, Klein could only be certain that the treasure

all the matters, Klein noticed that the crimson star from which he had

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

facing the

Jotun, finally

Save… Father and

is Jotun… Where in 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

vocabulary and can understand what happened to his father and mother… Klein retracted his spirituality, wrapped it

he returned to his bedroom, he dispelled the spirituality wall, changed into old

twelve, which was when Melissa finished

saw Melissa bring out her new

still have something this afternoon?” Klein asked,

head but answered on her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there