“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 patted

of a heart attack again and

into bed, but she never woke

look for a trace of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he still hadn’t gained any clues. As the blurriness shattered,

of spirituality and said to the waiting Frye and

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

very sick. Even 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 no food

corpse on the bed

implying that the supernatural factor came into play when Mrs. Lauwis was patted? It came from the slender hand

nodded and replied, “Yes, but this is merely my interpretation. Divination

He and Leonard stepped back to the other side of the bed and allowed Frye to take out his tools from his suitcase without any disturbance, so he could do a further

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

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 for now. Let’s head over to the workhouse in

only hope,” Klein

and walking, he carefully went across the two floor mattresses without stepping

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

be in a hurry to bury the body. Wait

money to bury her just yet. I have to save for another few days, just

and asked, “You plan on letting the

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

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

absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly,

followed closely and

June or July, how would Lauwis deal with his

throw the corpse into the Tussock River or the Khoy

requiring a cemetery burial had been 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

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

even so, the truly

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

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

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

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

recent months has played a part too…” Leonard

don’t manage to queue will have to figure out a way of their own?” Klein

paused. “The rest of the people mostly starve for a day. Then, they lose their

silent for a few seconds before

any of this… Mr. Frye,

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