Lord of the Mysteries

2 Daffodil Street. Klein nodded at Azik and briskly walked to the door of his house, fished out his keys, and opened the door.

Melissa was already home, so she heard the click of the door lock and quickly came out of the kitchen and into the living room.

Upon seeing Klein, she said with eyes beaming with joy, “I bought groceries. There’s chicken, potatoes, onions, fish, turnips, and peas. I even bought a small jar of honey.”

Sis, are you also getting used to the occasional luxury? Klein chuckled.

“You’ll have to prepare dinner tonight. Count me out for I’ll be out of town. I might not return until dawn. Yea, I’m doing a favor for Mr. Azik, a teacher from the Khoy University’s Department of History.”

As he spoke, he turned sideways and pointed at the carriage that was waiting outside.

Melissa’s lips opened and closed twice, before she pursed them and said, “Alright.”

Klein bade his sister farewell and left. He got into the rented carriage that Azik had hired and traveled two hours and forty minutes to Lamud Town.

It was almost nine at that point. The sky was dark, and they could only rely on the crimson moonlight and the twinkling starlight that penetrated the clouds to illuminate the areas without street lamps.

After he instructed the driver to wait in town, Klein led Azik towards the ancient abandoned castle.

As they walked, he realized that Azik was walking faster, to the point of him having to break out into a small jog to keep up. In the end, it was Azik who led the way.

Klein wanted to say something initially, but cleverly swallowed his words when he saw Azik’s solemn expression and tightly pursed lips.

With such speed, they quickly arrived at the ancient castle.

The castle which was almost a wreckage extended itself in all four directions while its spire looked desolate, wild, eerie, and dark.

Azik looked at the ancient castle and slowed down his footsteps.

He stopped there and his gaze looked profound but lost, as though he was hovering between dreams and reality.

Suddenly, he groaned in pain, lifting his hand to pinch his forehead while his muscles looked distorted with agony.

“Mr. Azik, are you okay?” Klein asked carefully as he activated his Spirit Vision.

When they were onboard the hired carriage, making their way from Daffodil Street to Lamud Town, he had done a quick divination by flipping a coin to see if there would be any danger on their trip.

But he believed that divination wasn’t all-powerful, and he kept his guard up to prevent any misinterpretation on his part. Plus, Azik was quite mysterious. No one knew about his past, and it was uncertain how he would respond if he were to be stimulated by an encounter with his past. Caution and worry had accompanied Klein throughout the trip.

Azik didn’t reply immediately but took another two steps forward with a pained expression. He relaxed the hand that was holding his forehead. He then pointed forward with a dreamy tone.

“I’ve seen this ancient castle before in my dream.

complete with a robust outer wall

a water well there, and a barracks there. Over there was a garden

there was a training field. My child, he was a boy. He was only about seven or eight years old, but he enjoyed running around while dragging a broadsword that was taller than him. He said

complained about it being too gloomy in

…

at the color of his energy field, and what the man said made his

Mr. Azik… Could he really be the first generation Baron Lamud, a transcendental creature that has lived for fourteen hundred years? Is he a human or an evil spirit? No way, there are

took

walked all the way into the castle without Klein’s guidance. He found the hidden gear with

Klein followed behind Azik. They walked down along the stairs

time, the coffin was closed and the

is closed… It must’ve been Frye. It’s his work ethic as a Corpse Collector…Klein nodded thoughtfully and watched the conflicted Azik walk in front of the coffin with his Spirit

extended his hands to push the coffin lid until

skull for a

footsteps. He staggered and fell against the wall before Klein managed to

covered his face with his hands and sat there dispirited. The surroundings suddenly became even

pace and extended his hands, but he retracted them

Mr. Azik was very scary, so

closer

character, but he was afraid

for a few more minutes. Then, he finally saw Azik lower

changed… This is what my spiritual perception tell me… But in my Spirit Vision, his aura colors don’t have any obvious changes. His emotions are in low spirits, depressed and pained as before… Klein made a quick judgment and felt that Azik had

recalled something, but it’s very minor.” Azik spoke

looked around and

the power that made your fate

he asked in reply, “Can you trace

in the red chimney house created coincidences in secret and came to Lamud’s ancient

he trying to do? What is his

to be a volcano that was close to erupting within

“How?” Klein asked curiously.

walked before the coffin and gazed upon the

took my child’s skull. I want

Mr. Azik, are you sure the black armored knight is your child? So you really are an antique… You really lost your memory after such a long time? This is the price you

Azik extended his right hand and suddenly cut his index

blood accurately dripped onto the white

seeped into the skeleton, and the entire skeleton

a baby crying and felt that there was someone staring at him from

drew his revolver and pointed behind him before turning around slowly. However,

to the ground floor