“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

was having the symptoms of a

got into bed, but she

every single detail, intending to look for a trace of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended,

of spirituality and said to the

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. Lauwis was patted on the back by someone.

to queue at a free charity hospital, time is not

at the corpse on

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

is

and Leonard stepped back to the other side of the bed and allowed Frye to take out

done, they waited as he packed up his tools. After cleaning up and covering the corpse, he turned around and said, “Her

the door, paused for quite a while before saying, “That’s it for now. Let’s head over to the workhouse in West

can only hope,” Klein agreed, still filled with

he carefully went across the two floor mattresses

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

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

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

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

I can move the body onto the table at night. When we eat, I can carry her to

Frye suddenly interrupted, “I’ve left you money for the

words in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s shocked expression and gratitude that

and thought

June or July, how would Lauwis deal with his wife’s

the corpse into the Tussock River or the Khoy River?

a cemetery burial had been established more than a thousand years ago, at the end of the previous Epoch. The seven

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

so, the truly poor still couldn’t afford

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

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

a hundred, no, 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

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. Of course, the workhouse will examine and refuse

recession in the recent months has played a part

queue will have to figure out a way

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

for a few

Frye, I

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