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 when someone suddenly

of a heart attack again and

weary and got into bed, but

of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he

of spirituality and said

Most of the scenes revealed that Mrs. Lauwis had a heart ailment a long time ago. The only scene that was different was when Mrs. Lauwis was patted on the back by someone. The hand was fair and slender, apparently

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

at the corpse on the

you implying that the supernatural factor came into play when Mrs. Lauwis was patted? It came from

replied, “Yes, but this is merely my interpretation.

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

corpse, he turned around and said, “Her death was caused by a natural

a while before saying, “That’s it for now. Let’s head over to the workhouse in West Borough. We’ll see if we can find other clues. Maybe

Klein agreed, still filled with

suitcase and while skipping and walking, he carefully went across the two floor

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

to bury the body. Wait for another day, as there

Lauwis bowed lightly and replied in a hurry. Then, feeling numbed and lost, he said, “A-actually, I… I don’t have the money to bury her just yet. I have to save for another few days, just a few more days. Luckily, the

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

weather became colder recently. I can move the body onto the table at night. When we

interrupted, “I’ve left you money for the burial next

those words in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly, unbothered

and

or July, how would

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

The seven major churches and imperial households from each country had approved the law in order to cut down on the number of

church was in charge of keeping watch and patrolling. They only

even so, the truly poor still

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

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

hundred,” he muttered in surprised. He saw the people queuing were in tattered clothes with numb expressions. They only occasionally looked towards the door of

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

the recent months has played a

figure out a

one has the same long line. Some of them would wait from two in the afternoon.” Frye paused. “The rest of the people mostly starve for a day. Then, they lose their ability to find a job and fall into a vicious cycle that leads directly to death. Those who can’t withstand the hardship end up

silent for a few seconds

this… Mr. Frye, I hardly ever hear

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