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 the chaotic roars before appearing above

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

Klein conjured a piece of goatskin parchment and wrote down

that the Misfortune

picture on the paper 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 problem for a Seer; he could

seen. As long as they possessed the appropriate method,

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

itself, even if it wasn’t the entire ocean, also included

leaned backwards and

he saw Chanis Gate crack open once again as he

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

many

before exiting the dream. Then, with the aid of the uniqueness of the world above the gray fog and the memory that had yet to fade, he expressed the image on

vertical eye looked up at him, looking

key to the treasure that the Antigonus family left

his left hand, the topaz pendulum stably

his eyes and recited

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

That meant affirmation.

really key to the treasure that the Antigonus

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 but remains

with it,

doesn’t seem to be any problem with the logic,

be sure that there are no more descendants of the

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

I tell this to the Captain and the

letter that Sirius wrote to Mr. Z, Klein could only be certain that the treasure was related to the main peak of

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

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

man was kneeling on the ground, facing the pure

purposely learned some Jotun, finally understood one of

Save… Father

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 decided to observe

what I can do when I master more Jotun vocabulary and can understand what happened to his father and mother… Klein retracted his

wall, changed into old but comfortable clothing, and laid down on

till half-past twelve, which was when Melissa finished preparing lunch and came knocking on

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

something this

from next door told Melissa that there