“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.

bread when someone suddenly

having the symptoms of a heart

weary and got into bed, but

every single detail, intending to 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 dreamland and returned to

wall of spirituality and said to the waiting Frye and

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 a

unless they’re very, very sick. Even if they were to queue at a free charity hospital, time is not something they can afford to lose. A day without

looked at the corpse on the bed

the supernatural factor

is merely my interpretation. Divination is

and allowed Frye to take out his tools from his suitcase without any disturbance, so he

he packed up his tools. After cleaning up and covering the corpse, he turned around and said, “Her death was caused by a natural heart

forth. He even walked to the side of the door, paused for quite a while before saying, “That’s it for now. Let’s head over to the workhouse

can only hope,” Klein

up his suitcase and while skipping and walking, he carefully went

opened the door and walked out of the room first.

hurry to bury the body. Wait for another day, as there might be one more thorough

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 weather is

letting the corpse

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

had to say, Frye suddenly interrupted, “I’ve left you

apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s shocked expression and gratitude that

closely and thought

hot as June or July, how would

Tussock River

that the law requiring a cemetery burial had 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 had approved the law in order to cut down on the number of water ghosts, zombies,

church was in charge of keeping watch and patrolling. They only charged minimum fees for cremation and burial in order to pay for the necessary labor

the truly poor still couldn’t

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

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

closer to two 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 the workhouse

They can only take them in based on the queue order. Of course, the

in the recent months has

will have to figure out a

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

silent for a few seconds before letting

publish any of this… Mr. Frye,

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