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.

steps counterclockwise while reciting the incantation and withstood

living spirit sitting on the seat

minute of silence, Klein conjured a piece of goatskin parchment

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. But that wasn’t a

everything they had seen. As long as they possessed the appropriate

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

entire ocean, also included the entire sea

the divination incantation, Klein leaned

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

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

there were many mysterious symbols that

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

vertical eye looked up at him, looking

eye, “This is key to the treasure that

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

his eyes and recited the sentence with

the topaz spinning in small

That meant affirmation.

the treasure that

are no descendants of the

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

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

notebook be sure that there are no more descendants

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

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

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

star from which he had previously heard prayers was producing a faint fluctuation

used the method of answering prayers and touched the illusory star. He saw the brown-haired young

kneeling on the ground, facing

some Jotun, finally

Save… Father and

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

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

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

twelve, which was when Melissa finished preparing

meal, he saw Melissa bring out her new dress

have something this afternoon?”

grammar books. He didn’t lift his head but answered on her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there will be a lecture regarding family affairs