Lord of the Mysteries

The exhausted Klein dispelled the sealed wall of spirituality, allowing the cool wind to blow onto his face. The scent of grass and trees that the wind carried revitalized him.

He rubbed the warm and classic Sealed Artifact 3-0782 with his hands and sighed to himself.

“Who would have thought that there would be a drop of god’s blood in this emblem? I have to assume that the experts from the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun must have tried searching for this item in the past, but couldn’t find it…”

Klein stretched his neck. He didn’t dare try anything else, keeping the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem in the inner pocket of his windbreaker.

His hand followed a chain and took out a silver vine-leaf pocket watch. He opened it to see that there was still about an hour before Corpse Collector Frye’s shift.

I need two matches to prop up my eyelids… This is a side effect of that near-death experience! Klein didn’t have any other ideas. All he could do was take out a small metal bottle from a tiny hidden pocket. He uncapped the bottle and brought it near his nose.

A pungent smell, a mix of mint and disinfectant, quickly entered his nose, giving Klein goosebumps. His senses were jolted, making him forget his fatigue temporarily.

He had learned the formula from Corpse Collector Frye. It was called Quelaag’s Oil, and it could help a person ignore the stench of rotting corpses, as well as refresh and clear the mind.

The next hour felt like torture. Klein paced around from time to time, and was bitten by the mosquitoes in the forest several times.

Finally, he saw the black-haired, blue-eyed Frye walking out of the town wearing a windbreaker and holding a cane.

Even though Frye still looked like a living corpse, Klein felt as though he was looking at his savior. He covered his mouth and let out a yawn, making his eyes teary. He made his way over and took out Sealed Artifact 3-0782 from his pocket.

“What happened?” Frye asked as he looked at his partner’s pale face.

Klein sighed and said, “I just did my shift at Chanis Gate the previous night and didn’t sleep too well in the morning, so I’m very tired.”

He didn’t elaborate further and changed the subject. “Shall I come for my next shift four hours from now?”

“Seven hours. The Captain doesn’t need sleep at night.” Frye took the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem.

I’m glad someone enjoys staying up late… Klein ridiculed the Captain under his breath. He bade goodbye to Frye and walked towards the town.

On the way back to the inn, he took out his pocket watch again and checked the time.

and walked faster. He returned to the inn and opened

door. He didn’t wash up,

a few seconds, then

returned to Earth where he was playing a game he hadn’t beaten. A cup of soda and a plate of spicy chicken wings were on his left. To his right was a bowl of

it in soup with meat slices. The refreshing taste and the little

rice if it was paired with some good

playing his game, his dream changed again, presenting

aware that

Tingen Daily Tribune in his hand. In front of him was a bowl of tomato

door, suddenly noticing a figure standing outside the window of the

shocked. He immediately recognized the gray-eyed Dunn. Half his face was clinging close to the window as he

Is this your way of acting as an Nightmare? Klein thought, finding humor in his exasperation.

to himself. He understood why he became suddenly became

when someone barged

the oriel window and directly entered the house. In his black

off his hat and nodded before sitting down. He didn’t stand on ceremony, picking up cutlery and quickly polishing off the stew, lamb chops, wheat bread on the

looked on dumbfounded, unsure

Klein a thumbs up. He then

stood up. He then put on his hat and bowed before

unable to collect himself

the empty plates and instinctively wanted to conjure

this time, the oxtail stew, lamb chops, mashed potatoes didn’t appear in his

was to prevent me from eating supper in my dream? That sure is a nightmare… This method of acting as a

exited

up early, drink his coffee and eat his toast and bacon.

morning, they prepared to

lot, returned Sealed Artifact 3-0782 to the back of Chanis Gate. He took advantage of

the items he had expended were within

meet the asylum’s Doctor Daxter at one in the afternoon at the agreed upon venue through a

tiring life? Klein thought to

he had obtained the previous day. He wasn’t worried that he would forget, for the information could be recalled using divination. He was afraid that he would disregard the existence of this information and even lose the ability to divine the information. Thus, he recalled the pieces of information

Klein insisted on doing a review every week and reorganize