Lord of the Mysteries

The chirping of insects and the hooting of owls reverberated along the path back to the small town. Azik looked ahead and said after a few seconds of silence, “Even though I’m not entirely sure what happened to me, I do have a rough idea.

“Perhaps—perhaps I’m someone who has lived for a very, very long time.”

Mr. Azik, you have to seriously consider if you still fit the definition of “someone”…Klein thought to himself, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud.

“This wilderness, this silence, often makes one weak…

“I should’ve paid some sort of price in exchange for this long life. I’ve lived since the end of the Fourth Epoch, like a wandering spirit across the continent…” Azik’s voice deepened, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions. “I don’t remember the past. I’ve forgotten about the people and things that I’ve sworn to remember…”

Klein poked at the weeds in front of him and said, in thought, “Mr. Azik, I have a theory regarding your situation.”

“What theory?” Azik looked to the side.

“I think that there’s a cycle to your memory loss. Perhaps you ‘die’ once every few decades, and your memories of the events before that vanishes. Then, after some time, you wake up from the darkness of your slumber and begin on a new phase of life. This way, we can explain why you would have such varied dreams. Those are events that you came across over your several lives,” Klein described his theory.

Azik slowed down his pace, as if the darkness had grabbed onto his sleeve. He looked ahead with a turbid look before saying after a while, “That is consistent with the memories that were jolted awake just now.”

Memories that were jolted awake? Klein had an idea as he said immediately, “Mr. Azik, you might not have to leave Tingen to search for your lost past. You’ll regain your memories slowly!”

“Why?” Azik turned his head in surprise.

Klein smiled and said, “Your memories aren’t completely gone. The parts of your memory that jolted awake just now are proof of that.

“Furthermore, do you remember the moment you woke up in Backlund and discovered that you had forgotten all about the past?”

Azik nodded. “That’s a nightmare that bothers me till this day.”

Klein tapped downwards with his black cane and explained in detail, “Before today, I didn’t think that there was a problem with that. But your description just now, together with my own conjecture, makes it feel a little weird. You had a document of identification and enough money when you woke up from your dream. You also appeared in a way that didn’t startle anyone… All of that seems like it was arranged for you, allowing you to fit into society with little effort.

“Then, who made the arrangements?

is only one answer; the you from the

you would have to usher in a new life. Thus, he prepared everything for you, trying his best

light coming from the

that I’ve been searching for were the past me all along…” He sighed, admitting

patiently wait for your memories

subconsciously waved his cane before he turned still, like a sculpture carved

into the distance and answered, “Perhaps—perhaps I’ll only fully regain my memory when this life is nearing its end. I don’t want to wait that long. I want to have plenty of time to understand and free myself from this destiny.

against it. Instead, he asked, “Mr. Azik, may I ask for your help in something trivial, other than finding the criminal that

Azik nodded slightly.

need me to

head to a town between two and five hours away from Tingen by carriage next week, or the week after. I need you to cause a

problem,” Azik promised without any hesitation. He didn’t ask

time, he had tacitly confirmed Klein’s conjecture about his

is very important to me. Also, you can only choose a follower of the Evernight Goddess when you are picking a target. Also, don’t leave any clues behind,” Klein

could the incident be relayed to the Tingen Nighthawks. Only then could he join the team on the mission and

item he could obtain

the house with the red chimney hasn’t left Tingen, and that Klein was going to continue

most, it would only lessen the amount of time it takes to purify… This

didn’t care about his

of the town and the estimated time beforehand so you can prepare

that this trip to Lamud Town

to peel back the outermost layer of the mysteries surrounding Mr. Azik and had much more to find out, he had at least managed to gain the friendship of Azik, a reliable ally in his search

…

night, Klein returned to 2 Daffodil Street,

to dinner… Sigh. He wouldn’t have been in the mood to enjoy dinner anyway,” Klein muttered

wasn’t as dark as he had anticipated. An elegant gas lamp was silently emitting its light, warmly illuminating

the door open, Benson was just about to speak when he yawned. He had no choice but to

and smiled, quipping, “I went to Lamud Town with Mr. Azik.