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.

was buying black bread when someone suddenly patted

of a heart

feeling weary and got into bed, but she never woke

trace of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he still

of spirituality and said to the

only scene that was different was when

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

at the corpse on the bed and

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

but this is merely my

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

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

and 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

can only hope,” Klein agreed,

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

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

“Don’t be in a hurry to bury the

the money to bury her just

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

replied, “Yea, thankfully, the weather became colder recently. I can move the body onto the

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

in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s

followed closely and thought

June or

a very dark night with strong winds, throw the corpse into the Tussock River or the Khoy River? Or just dig a hole and bury

previous Epoch. The seven major churches

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

truly poor still

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

got closer, Klein 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 Internet. The place

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

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

months

to queue will have to figure out a way

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.

for a few seconds

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255