Lord of the Mysteries

“What?” The bearlike Tolle jumped in shock and looked at Klein before looking into the room. With agility that wasn’t suited to his body, he dashed in.

He pulled back the white cloth that covered the corpse and after examining the body carefully, he heaved a breath of relief.

“It’s better than I imagined. It’s not that serious a problem.”

Maybe I should’ve drawn my revolver and shot Maynard five times with demon hunting bullets. Let’s see if you find that serious or not… Klein lampooned inwardly and pointed outside the door.

“That’s all that you need me for, right?”

“No!” Tolle shouted. “Wait a moment.”

Klein asked, puzzled, “Why?”

Tolle explained seriously, “We have to prevent any accidents from happening. After we talk to Madam Sharon and get her testimony, I’ll send you back to Zouteland Street.”

If Maynard can resurrect after being dead for ten hours, what else couldn’t happen? What would I do if you leave? Tolle added in his head.

“Alright.” Klein massaged his temple and said, “Find a quiet room for me to rest in then.”

He wasn’t feeling his best in every aspect as he had just advanced a day ago. Having just performed multiple ritual ceremonies, used two charms, and suffered a nontrivial scare, he needed to enter Cogitation to eliminate any problems.

Klein was now extremely cautious about losing control.

Tolle covered the dead body with the white cloth again. He obviously relaxed and replied, “No problem.”

He brought Klein to a guest room that was closer to the sunlit side of the house. He pointed and said, “Inspector Moretti, don’t worry. No one will disturb you. I’ll be paying Madam Sharon a visit first.”

Klein nodded slightly and watched him walk away. Then, he closed the door and drew the curtains.

In the dim and silent bedroom, he slowly walked over to the rocking chair and sat down comfortably. He allowed his body to rock back and forth rhythmically.

There were countless spherical phantasmal lights overlapping in his mind. The buzzing sounds in Klein’s ears and the throbbing ache in his head slowly vanished, bit by bit.

When his situation stabilized, he opened his eyes and looked into the darkness. He outlined a bed, cupboard, and other furniture. Then, he calmly thought about his earlier attempts.

There isn’t much feedback from a few exaggerated jokes…

Maybe I have yet to control the powers of the Clown potion, as there are still remnant negative effects… Of course, I can’t eliminate the possibility that such “acting” has little effect.

Personally, I’m not quite willing to play the role of a clown. But since I picked the Sequence pathway, I can only bite the bullet and continue…

Actually, everyone has to act like a clown at one point or another in their lives. I don’t have to be so uncomfortable with the idea.

understand a Clown’s core

thoughts churned in his mind,

out of habit, he divined if Maynard’s death was

his head and laughed. His eyes grew dark as he recited repeatedly, “John Maynard’s death was

…

Ding!

slouched into the rocking chair. He watched its brass luster twinkle as

The coin fell right into Klein’s open palm, revealing the

died of orgasmic pleasure. The deceased shouldn’t be laughed at, so I won’t be using an insipid Chinese phrase to mock him… Klein put away his coin and allowed his thoughts to wander before he nearly fell

Knock! Knock! Knock!

tidied his clothing, put on

his right palm touched the knob, a scene appeared

Tolle was standing outside the door and pulling his

knob and opened

him as he pulled at

you

Sharon and obtained her statement. You can return

for taking up your

current emotions but he smiled and said, “Madam Sharon admitted that she was with

herself up. She then hid in her own guest room. We don’t have enough reason to raise charges against her right now, so we had to let her go while restricting some

his head sideways

are you

shook his head and forced a bitter smile. “Oh yeah, I don’t have to explain

wife is back?” Klein asked

locomotive. It wasn’t late.”

he had all

aren’t you arresting

to sue her, and I want to sue all of you for negligence

best lawyer to

…

subconsciously. He saw a voluptuous and fair middle-aged lady

Backlund this year… Having frequently read the magazine, Ladies Aesthetic, the first thought on Klein’s mind was something unrelated

brown hair, and brown eyes. She looked as

thought of the “porno” she had starred in. He quickly lifted his right hand, covered his mouth, and

tapped his left molars twice and observed the people present with

are thinner. From the colors of her emotions, she’s definitely feeling anger and hatred, which is consistent with her outward

rational thinking and calmness… This is totally contrary to

he suddenly saw Madam Sharon lift her head and steal a glance in

actress… Klein lampooned. He didn’t stay any longer and left Maynard’s house with Inspector Tolle. They took the carriage arranged by the police station and returned to

taking over the shift from the Captain, he continued to stay on duty at Chanis Gate. He took the