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

piece

picture that the Misfortune Cloth

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 reproduce anything he

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

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

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

incantation, Klein leaned backwards

saw Chanis Gate crack open once again as

regal gown leaned into the opening

of paper, there were many mysterious symbols that collectively formed

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

vertical eye looked up at him,

the eye, “This is key

he held it with his left hand, the topaz pendulum stably hung above the divination statement

and recited the sentence with his mind

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

That meant affirmation.

to the treasure that the Antigonus family left

are no descendants of the Antigonus family left. Hence,

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

to be any problem with the

notebook be sure that there are no more descendants of the Antigonus

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

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

wrote to Mr. Z, Klein could only be certain

Klein noticed that the crimson star from which he

of answering prayers and touched the illusory star. He saw the

facing the pure crystal ball,

some Jotun, finally understood one

Save… Father and

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 him for a

happened to his father

spirituality wall, changed into old but comfortable clothing, and laid

when Melissa finished preparing

saw Melissa bring out her new dress and fishnet hat,

still have something this afternoon?”

her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there will be a lecture regarding family affairs in the