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

having the symptoms of a heart

and got into bed, but she

when everything ended, he still hadn’t gained any

of spirituality and said to the waiting Frye and amused

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

to queue at a free charity hospital, time is not something they can afford to lose. A day without work might mean no

looked at the corpse on the bed and sighed

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

replied, “Yes, but this is merely

conversation ended. He and Leonard stepped back to the other side of the bed and allowed Frye to take out

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

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 the

can only hope,” Klein

he carefully went across the two floor mattresses

the door and walked out of the room first. He told Lauwis and the

hurry to bury the body. Wait for another day, as there might be

I don’t have the money to bury her just yet. I have to save

letting the corpse remain

move the body

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

words in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly, unbothered

and thought

still as hot as June or

with strong winds, throw the corpse into the Tussock River or the

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,

keeping watch and patrolling. They

truly poor still couldn’t

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

from the Foodaholic Empire on earth queued for a shop that

a hundred, no, closer to two hundred,” he muttered in surprised. He saw the people queuing were in tattered clothes

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 entry to those who fail to meet the

the recent months has played

to figure out a

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

for a few seconds before letting

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

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