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

having the symptoms of a heart attack

and got into bed, but

supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he still hadn’t gained

and said to the waiting

a long time ago. The only scene that was different was

time is not something they can afford to lose. A day

the corpse on the bed and

and said thoughtfully, “Are you implying that the supernatural factor came into play when Mrs. Lauwis was patted? It came

is

Frye to

packed up his tools. After cleaning up and covering the corpse, he turned around and said, “Her death was caused by a natural heart disease. There’s no doubt about

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 we can find other clues. Maybe we

we can only hope,” Klein agreed, still filled with

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

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

thought for a moment before adding, “Don’t be in a hurry to bury the body. Wait for another day, as there might be one more thorough

Officer.” 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 weather

was shocked and asked, “You plan on letting the

can move the body onto the table at night.

he finished what he had to say, Frye suddenly interrupted, “I’ve left you money

words in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly,

closely and

the weather was still as hot as June or July, how would Lauwis deal with his wife’s

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

more than a thousand years ago, at the end of the previous Epoch. The seven major

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

so, the truly poor

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

It was just like when the people from the

people queuing were in tattered clothes with numb expressions. They only occasionally looked

slowed down and said coldly, “There is a limit to the number of homeless poor each workhouse will accept daily. They can only take them in based on the queue order.

in the recent months has played a part too…”

to queue will have to figure

Different workhouses have different operating hours. However, each 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

a few seconds before letting out

Frye, I hardly ever hear you

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