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

the symptoms of a heart attack

was feeling weary and got into bed, but

single detail, intending to look for a trace of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he still hadn’t

spirituality and said to the waiting Frye and amused

ailment a long time ago. The only scene that was different was when Mrs. Lauwis was patted on the back by someone. The hand was fair

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

corpse on the bed and

his 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

is

and allowed Frye to take out his tools from his suitcase without any disturbance, so he could do a further

tools. After cleaning up and covering the corpse, he turned around

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

we can only hope,” Klein

carefully went across

room first. He told Lauwis and the

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

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

the corpse remain in

weather became colder recently. I can move the body onto the table at night. When we eat,

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

the apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s

closely and

as hot as June or July, how would Lauwis deal with his

the Tussock River or the Khoy River? Or just dig

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, and

patrolling. They only charged minimum fees for cremation

truly poor still couldn’t

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

they got closer, Klein saw a long queue. It was just like when the people from the Foodaholic Empire on earth queued for a shop

the people queuing were in tattered clothes with numb

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

months has played a part

to figure

workhouses have different operating hours. However, 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 the good side of

a few seconds before letting out a

Frye, I hardly

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