Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 120

“There is the presence of supernatural factors…” Klein’s eyes returned to normal, and he looked at Leonard and Frye.

Leonard suddenly chuckled.

“Very professional, and deserving of the title of Seer.”

Are you trying to hint at something… Klein muttered in his head.

Frye opened his suitcase and took out a silver knife and other tools. He paused and asked, “The corpse tells me that she really died of a sudden heart attack. Do you have any way to divine a more detailed answer?”

Klein nodded seriously and said, “I can attempt to combine a mediumship ritual and a dream divination. Hopefully, I’ll be able to obtain something from Mrs. Lauwis’s remaining spirituality.”

Frye maintained his cold and reserved state. He took two steps back and said, “Give it a try.”

He turned his head sideways and looked at Klein. He suddenly sighed without much fluctuation in his tone. “You’re getting more and more used to this kind of situation.”

It’s not like I wanted it… Klein had an urge to cry. He then took out the bottles of pure dew, essential oils, and herbal powder. Then, he quickly set up the mediumship ritual.

He chanted the honored titles of the Evernight Goddess in the middle of the spirituality wall and recited his prayers in Hermes.

Soon, wind spun around him and the light grew dimmer.

Klein’s eyes turned entirely black, and he repeated the divination statement, “The cause of Mrs. Lauwis’s death.

“The cause of Mrs. Lauwis’s death.”

…

He entered the dreamland whilst standing and ‘saw’ a translucent spirit lingering around the corpse.

Then, he extended his illusory right hand to touch Mrs. Lauwis’s remaining spirituality.

In an instance, light burst out in front of him as scenes flashed past, one after another.

There was a skinny and sallow lady dressed in ragged clothes, busily making matchboxes.

She suddenly paused and held her chest.

She was speaking to her two children.

Her body wavered as she gasped for air.

buying black bread

the symptoms of a heart attack

got into bed, but she never woke up

look for a trace of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he still hadn’t gained any clues. As the blurriness shattered, Klein left the

wall of spirituality and said to

Lauwis had a heart ailment a long time ago. The only scene

queue at a free charity hospital, time is not something they can afford to lose. A day without work might mean no food on the table

the corpse on the

Leonard quickly got out of his pensive state and said thoughtfully, “Are you implying that the supernatural factor

and replied, “Yes, but this is merely

to the other side of the bed and allowed Frye to take out his tools from his suitcase without any disturbance, so he could do a further

waited as he packed up his tools. After cleaning up and covering the corpse, he turned around

the side of the door, paused for quite a while before saying, “That’s it for now. Let’s head over to the workhouse in West Borough. We’ll see if

can only hope,” Klein agreed,

picked up his suitcase and while skipping and walking, he carefully went across the two floor mattresses without stepping on anyone’s

and walked out of the room first. He told Lauwis and the tenant, “You

bury

the money to bury her just yet.

shocked and asked, “You plan on letting the corpse remain in

a smile and replied, “Yea, thankfully, the weather became colder recently. I can move the

had to say, Frye suddenly interrupted, “I’ve left you money for the burial next

saying those words in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s shocked expression and gratitude

and thought of

hot as June or July,

dark night with strong winds, throw the corpse into the Tussock River or the Khoy River?

been established more than a thousand years ago, at the end of the previous Epoch. The seven major churches and imperial households from each country

of keeping watch and patrolling. They only charged minimum fees for cremation and burial in

the truly poor

Street, the three Nighthawks and Bitsch Mountbatten parted ways. Silently, they took a turn to the nearby workhouse in

saw a long queue. It was just like when the people from the Foodaholic Empire on earth queued for a shop that gone viral on the

two hundred,” he muttered in surprised. He saw the people queuing were in tattered clothes with numb

limit to the number of homeless poor each workhouse will accept daily. They can only take them in based on the queue order.

months has played a part too…”

have to figure out a way of their own?” Klein asked

them would wait from two in the afternoon.” Frye paused. “The rest of the people mostly starve for a day. Then, they lose their

for a few seconds before letting

publish any of this… Mr. Frye, I hardly ever hear you speak so

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