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 the chaotic roars

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

a minute of silence, Klein conjured a piece of goatskin

picture that the Misfortune Cloth

moment last night, he only managed to remember the rough shape of the picture due to his anxiety. But that wasn’t a problem for a Seer;

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

Psychology Alchemists made sense. Human memory was merely islands that were exposed above the sea; it

the entire ocean,

Klein leaned backwards

Gate crack open once again as

regal gown leaned into the opening of the door and

the piece of paper, there were many mysterious

the uniqueness of the world above the gray

up at

below the eye, “This is key to the treasure

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

and recited the sentence with his mind

his eyes and saw the topaz spinning in small circles in a clockwise fashion

That meant affirmation.

vertical eye picture is really key to the treasure that the Antigonus family left behind… Klein nodded in

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 me, the Seer that interacted with it

the treasure with it, only to show it to me during

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

be sure that there are no more descendants of the Antigonus

that family… If I shared their bloodline,

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

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

noticed that the crimson star from which he had previously

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

facing the pure crystal ball,

Jotun, finally

Father

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

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

bedroom, he dispelled the spirituality wall, changed into old but comfortable clothing, and laid down on the bed to get some

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

fairly sumptuous meal, he saw Melissa bring out her new dress and

something this afternoon?”

but answered on her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there will be a lecture regarding family affairs in the municipal hall in the afternoon. Melissa plans to attend