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.

incantation and withstood

the only living spirit sitting on the seat of honor at

conjured a piece of goatskin

that the Misfortune

the mysterious 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

one’s spirituality could remember everything they had seen. As long as they possessed the appropriate method, they could reproduce the scene whenever they

felt that 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 withstand much. Hence, a person’s spiritual essence remembered most of the information and turned

entire ocean, also included the entire sea region surrounding

reciting the divination incantation, Klein leaned

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 paper

piece of paper, there were many mysterious symbols that collectively formed

of the world above the

vertical eye looked up at him,

“This is key to the treasure that the Antigonus family left

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

eyes and recited the sentence with

opened his eyes and saw the topaz spinning in

That meant affirmation.

that the Antigonus family left behind…

no descendants of the Antigonus family left. Hence, the notebook views me, the Seer that interacted with it

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

the logic, but

sure that there are no more descendants of

I am totally unrelated to that family… If I shared their bloodline, the original Klein wouldn’t

to matter if I tell this to

unsurprisingly, there was no detailed information. Just like in the letter that Sirius wrote to Mr. Z, Klein could only be certain that the treasure

matters, Klein noticed that the crimson star from which he had previously heard prayers was producing a

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

was kneeling on the ground, facing the pure crystal

had purposely learned some Jotun,

Save… Father and

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 even if I want to… Klein shook his head and sighed. He decided to observe

vocabulary and can understand what happened to

wall, changed into old but comfortable clothing,

half-past twelve, which was when Melissa finished

sumptuous meal, he saw Melissa bring out her new dress and fishnet hat, looking

have something this

He didn’t lift his head but answered on her behalf, “Mrs. Shaud from next door told Melissa that there