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.

black bread when someone suddenly

the symptoms of a heart attack again and

and got into bed, but she never woke

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

and said to

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

if they were to queue at a free charity hospital, time is not something they can afford to lose. A day without work might mean

the corpse on

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

this is

other side of the bed and allowed Frye to take out his

and covering the corpse, he turned around

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 we can find other clues. Maybe we can

Klein agreed,

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

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

be in a hurry to bury the body. Wait for

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 remain in the room

“Yea, thankfully, the weather became colder recently. I can move the body onto the table at night. When we eat, I can carry her to the

finished what he had to say, Frye suddenly interrupted,

apartment directly, unbothered

followed closely and

or July, how would Lauwis deal with his

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

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,

land, while each church was in charge of keeping watch and patrolling. They only charged minimum fees for cremation and

even so, the truly poor

leaving 134 Iron Cross Street at Lower Street, the three Nighthawks and Bitsch Mountbatten parted ways. Silently, they took a turn to

the people from the Foodaholic

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

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

economic recession in the recent months

figure out a way of

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 losing their struggle to stay on the

silent for a few seconds before letting out

any of this… Mr. Frye,

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