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

was having the symptoms of a

into bed, but she

of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he

and said to the

direct symptoms. 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.

is not something they can afford to lose. A day without work might mean no food on the table the next day.” Leonard sighed emotionally like a

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 factor came into play when Mrs. Lauwis was

“Yes, but this is

back to the other side of the bed and allowed Frye to take

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

hearing the conclusion, Leonard paced back and forth. He even walked to the side of the door, paused for quite a while before saying, “That’s it

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

he carefully went across the

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

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

numbed and lost, he said, “A-actually, I… I don’t have the money to bury her just yet. I have to save for

letting the corpse remain

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

had to say, Frye suddenly interrupted, “I’ve left you money for the burial

apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s shocked

closely and thought of a

the weather was still as hot as June or July, how would Lauwis deal with

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

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, and

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

the truly poor still

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

Klein saw a long queue. It was just like when the people from the Foodaholic Empire on

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

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. Of course, the workhouse will examine and refuse entry to those who fail to

economic recession in the recent months has played

manage to queue will have to figure out a way of their

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 cycle that leads directly to death. Those who can’t withstand the hardship end up losing their struggle to stay on

few seconds before

newspapers never publish any of this… Mr. Frye, I hardly ever hear you speak

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