Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 129

Lost control? Klein’s heart tightened as he nearly blurted out his question.

Even though Dunn and Old Neil had frequently emphasized the possibilities of losing control and the harm it caused, this was the first time he was experiencing an incident like that. He felt a little horrified, a little lost, a little scared, and a little saddened. He felt extremely mixed emotions.

“Among the cases that we… have to deal with annually, a quarter of them were a result of Beyonders who lost control… And among the quarter of cases, a large number of them are our teammates.” Dunn’s words flashed past Klein’s mind, slowing his reaction.

Old Neil, who had experienced many incidents like this, immediately asked, “Where is the Rampager? What do you need us to do?”

Klein was taken aback from hearing this. He had believed that a sleazy, “half-retired personnel” like Old Neil would find an excuse to reject Swain’s request or extort a huge sum in exchange for his help. Never did Klein expect Old Neil to participate without any hesitation, not minding the differences between Nighthawks and Mandated Punishers.

Klein suddenly understood something when he looked at the serious Old Neil. It didn’t matter if they were Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, or Machinery Hivemind. Their aim was to stop supernatural powers from harming the innocent and maintain peace and stability in Tingen. If they were met with a dangerous and urgent situation, their sense of duty would propel them to help without hesitation!

Swain answered succinctly, “Be my support!”

He didn’t explain why the person lost control or where the Rampager was. Instead, he made his way to the exit quickly.

This ex-captain of the Mandated Punishers was clearly an old alcoholic, but Klein realized that he could not keep up with the man’s pace. He needed to break into a jog to ensure that he was not left behind.

He turned his head to look at Old Neil, only to see the old Mystery Pryer break into a run.

The three of them didn’t pay any attention to the gazes of the guards on their way there. One of them had an old navy uniform draped over him, another was in a dark classic robe, and the other in a black windbreaker. They charged out of the billiard room and into Evil Dragon Bar.

The customers who were drinking shifted their gazes from the rat-baiting competition to Klein and company.

“Is that Boss Swain?”

“Where’s he going in such a hurry?”

“Did someone default on their loan?”

…

Amidst the soft murmurs, some of the customers focused their attention back to the cage. They once again broke into an uproar, venting the stresses of their day. However, some of the more perceptive customers felt a faint sense of unease.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Klein, Old Neil, and Swain ran across the road and entered the harbor district.

“On that boat.” Swain slowed down and pointed at a cargo ship not far away. “Two Mandated Punishers are circling the Rampager, preventing him from entering the Tussock River. Help me influence him and bring him under control. Leave the rest to me.”

Old Neil panted for air and said, “Alright, b-but you have to give me a minute. Phew, a minute to recover.”

Swain nodded and didn’t say any more. He charged up to the ship and joined the fight.

Upon hearing the sounds of combat on the ship, Old Neil looked at the somewhat nervous Klein. He took out a piece of silver about the size of a baby’s palm from a hidden pocket near his waist. He then passed the silver to Klein and said, “Slumber Charm. The incantation to activate this amulet is the phrase ‘Evernight’ in ancient Hermes. After you finish the incantation, inject your spirituality into the charm and then throw it at the target after three seconds.”

“Alright!” Klein extended his hand to receive the charm and felt moved.

This charm was carved with Hermes incantations on both sides, as well as the corresponding symbols, Path Numbers, and the spell’s characteristics. He didn’t need to activate his Spirit Vision to feel the deep, serene power flowing within the charm.

Old Neil stood up straight and took out a similar charm from his hidden pocket and held it in his palm. He joked as he walked toward the cargo ship, “Do not be too nervous, relax and think about something else. For example, I lent you that charm. If you’re going to use it, remember to make one for me in return. Of course, you can wait till next month, when you receive a new quota of materials before you do so.”

into his left pocket, reached into his holster,

his cane in the

fixtures such as its mast and sails. Furthermore, only its surface and some other portions were plated with metal; the remaining sections

of the battle intensified, Klein and Old Neil suddenly heard a loud noise amid the din while searching

everywhere. A figure fell through the

His gaze was

was wearing a tattered shirt and trouser. Its ankles were covered with dark green scales, and a layer of skin had formed between

covered in wrinkles, still barely resembling a human. Its scales were coated with a sticky

Sizzle!

corroded the deck slightly, leaving

side, causing it to stagger two

Even with the ridiculous muscles Swain had, he was clearly inferior to the monster. Despite having his punches and kicks connect, they were unable to smash through its scales and cause physical harm. Swain was momentarily reduced to

for Swain’s astounding sense of balance and the efforts of the other Mandated Punishers to shoot and suppress the monster, Klein suspected that this blue-eyed elder would’ve been beaten to death by the

multiple steps back, then

sense that he was accumulating something, waiting

Bam!

to retreat, his body obscuring

this chance to

to escape the ship

monster, Klein lifted his right hand

Bang!

he predicted. But

before it

a stinking fishy smell hit him, Klein suddenly hunched

ship shake as

time, he heard an old but deep voice recite an incantation

over two more times. He couldn’t care about his cane as he lifted his head and revolver in a

dark red flame and released the faint sound of an

power spread forth. The monster, who had almost destroyed the side of the shop, rocked. Its

out from the cabin. He approached the creature and pulled back his arm, hitting the monster like

wound, let alone cause any fatal damage. But Klein could

arm and made Swain take five steps back

that the monster was about to turn around and jump off the cargo ship, Klein took out the Slumber Charm from his pocket in a

recited the

Klein felt the silver charm in his hand turn ice-cold, as if it

charm, then pulled his

fish-and-human monster had jumped

explosion was like a prelude to a

Bam!

onto the dock, squirming into a ball. It was temporarily in

the boat and shoot at the monster’s head when he suddenly

his posture in the air,

something that had been suppressed erupt. Swain descended from the sky and slammed into the body of

Crack!

into pieces. Dark red blood and grayish brain

the abilities of a Folk of Rage?” Klein muttered to himself as he stood near the broken side

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