Lord of the Mysteries

Captain, that’s the exact question I wanted you to ask! Klein nodded seriously.

“I feel even better. I even believe that I can pass the Holy Cathedral’s examination right now. It’s a kind of feeling and confidence that can’t be described with words.”

Realizing that his answer could be a little vague, he couldn’t help but add, “Perhaps the name of a potion is really crucial. When I strictly followed the Seer principles that I derived and acted as a fortune-teller, everything became perfect and easy. Yes, I can now activate my Spirit Vision with an even more inconspicuous manner.”

Dunn creased his eyebrows slightly as the light in his eyes converged, he muttered seemingly deep in thought,”The name of the potion…”

After about ten seconds, he looked at Klein again.

“Do you need to return and inform your family? Sunday is the second day after your duty at Chanis Gate. You’re supposed to get some rest.”

Taking into consideration the fact that Elizabeth was a good friend of his sister, and that he had promised that the problem would be solved within a week, Klein answered without hesitation, “We don’t have to waste time. After we set off, just get the carriage to take a turn by Daffodil Street.”

“Alright. Get Frye while I fill out the application form to get Sealed Artifact 3-0782 out.” Dunn pointed at the break room diagonally opposite.

Frye was a Corpse Collector, so he didn’t possess the abundant energy of a Sleepless. If he was free, he would take a nap.

Filling in the application form yourself, approving it yourself, and collecting it yourself… Captain, our management system is quite flawed… Klein lampooned silently before he retrieved his hat and exited Dunn’s office to knock on the door diagonally opposite.

After Klein knocked thrice, Frye opened the door and looked at Klein with undisguised puzzlement.

“What’s the matter?”

As he was taking a nap, his hair was messy and his shirt was untidy. His cold and gloomy temperament faded quite a bit.

However, he still looks like a dead person that climbed out of his coffin… Klein hid his smile and answered seriously,

“There’s a case that involves wraiths. The Captain wishes for your assistance.”

“Okay.” Frye lifted his hand subconsciously to smooth out his messy hair, returning him to the cold person that kept the living at bay.

After he dressed up, the two of them waited by the sofa in the reception hall. The surroundings warmed up after another seven or eight minutes, as though the area was being exposed to sunlight.

Immediately following that, they saw Dunn Smith walk through the partition while he held in his hand an ancient badge about half the size of a palm.

The badge had a dark gold luster and was engraved with the symbolic signs of the Sun and lines that extended to the edge. It was the Sealed Artifact 3-0782 from the Intis Republic, originally named the “Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem.”

The Intis Republic was the country that Roselle transformed from an empire into a republic before turning it back into an empire. Now, it had established itself as a stable republic and was located on the west coast of the Northern Continent. Its border with the Loen Kingdom included landmarks like Midseashires, the Hornacis mountain range, and so on.

Since the establishment of Intis as a nation, the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun had repressed the Church of the God of Craftsmanship which later became known as the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. With it being the main religion of the country, the country could also be referred to as the Kingdom of the Sun.

the purification of

in charge of purchasing and collecting supplies. He was also their driver, but he was just an ordinary person. He couldn’t stay more than an hour within a fifteen-meter range of Sealed Artifact 3-0782. The journey

didn’t object but checked if he had his personal items

…

the pinnacle of the town’s cathedral, the Nighthawks’ carriage finally

of Tingen. Many buildings still had the unique characteristics of the era before the Age of Steam. There were nearly zero factories

looked at the hair

the locals earlier. It only requires a fifteen-minute walk from here to the castle ruins on the mountain. It’s said that it belonged to a feudal lord who ruled during the Fourth Epoch. However, no one knows what happened after that. Of course, their description

dark. Then, we

Emblem, three hours had already passed. It was getting closer and closer to a Beyonder’s limits. In

Frye gave a

touched the

windbreakers walked through the street in the town and headed toward the mountain when they reached a fork in the road.

ancient castle. On the outer wall that was still standing, there were green

he started to get close, Klein could feel a piercing chill as goosebumps

Frye said monotonously as he looked at

looked sideways to steal a glance at the newly promoted Nighthawk, then he laughed and said,

revolver in one hand and the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem in the other. He took the first step towards the ancient castle that

followed closely behind and prepared to pull the trigger at any time, swing his cane, or

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

castle, where a broken horse stable, water well, and other fixtures were reflected in Klein’s eyes, a cold breeze howled in a way that could only be described as sad and shrill. It seemed to be rejecting

Nighthawks didn’t stop. The warm and pure feeling gradually dispersed the chill and conquered the front of the ancient

of rocks, passing through the collapsed outer wall before slowly entering the castle which had lost its main entrance and was filled with

covered with moss. It was spacious, but the windows were narrow and placed high on the walls. Hence, the lighting was poor. It looked

the beginning of the Fifth Epoch… Klein, who was a historian, instinctively made a judgment and activated

from out of nowhere, a thick cloud of black fog

black armor and carried a broadsword that a commoner would

red light shone through the gap of his helmet,

your flesh and blood!” He suddenly launched himself forward and instantly shortened the distance to Dunn. He suddenly slashed downwards with his

and lifted his hand to fire his

Clang!

to penetrate the illusory black armor and only produced

took the

black-armored knight roared in anger again. He took another huge

Bam!

but it knocked him away, causing him to land heavily by the side of the door. It left him spewing a mouthful of fresh

thud, 3-0782 dropped on the ground. Since it was wearing a metal boot, the wraith eagerly kicked with its right leg and sent