Lord of the Mysteries

Waiting for cake? That really wasn’t an answer that I was expecting… Of course, if I was able to anticipate the answer of a mental patient, wouldn’t that mean that I was almost there myself… The thought flashed through Klein’s mind. He maintained his relaxed smile as if he was chatting with a friend.

“Who’s going to send you a cake?”

Hood Eugen’s expression fell instantly, his face long and depressed.

“No, there’s no cake… There’s no cake!

“You stole my cake!”

His voice suddenly became shrill as he glared angrily at Klein.

Without waiting for Klein to speak, he let out a shout and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Following which, he leaped from his mattress while salivating. He closed in on Klein with one step and extended his hands, attempting to grab onto Klein’s shoulders. He wanted to drag Klein towards him and bite him.

Despite the sudden attack, Klein reacted quickly despite appearing a little flustered. He instantly bent his knee and squatted. At the same time, he tilted his body to the side and raised his left arm.

Oof!

His shoulder slammed into Hood Eugen’s abdomen, causing Hood’s eyes to turn white and drool to drip from his mouth.

But Hood Eugen didn’t stop moving. He allowed the momentum to carry him down as he opened his arms in an attempt to pull Klein into a bear hug.

Klein tilted his body to the side and rolled over, his movements were smooth as though he had practiced them hundreds of times.

He pushed against the ground with his right hand and stood up with a somersault. He decided to go on the offensive and charged forward to restrain his opponent.

But at that moment, Hood Eugen only stood there blankly, his eyes losing focus, becoming vacant and lost.

Klein froze for a moment. He turned his head towards the corner of the room, only to see Dunn Smith, wearing a black windbreaker and matching hat, with his hands clasped tightly together and looking down.

The Captain has dragged Hood Eugen into a dream… Upon realizing this, he stopped his subsequent attack and took the opportunity to take out the silver ritual dagger that couldn’t harm anyone. He used it to create a wall of spirituality which sealed the ward.

Klein then took out three candles infused with mint and placed them on the window in a triangular formation. One candle signified the Evernight Goddess, another the Mother of the Secrets, and the last represented himself.

Soon after, he set up a simple altar and used his spirituality to ignite the candles.

Just as he was about to warn the Captain, Dunn raised his head and smiled.

“Hood Eugen’s dreams are a sea of chaos. There’s no way to guide it.”

as he finished his sentence, a luster returned to Hood Eugen’s

Psychiatrist moved his waist, letting out

so he remained quiet. He picked up a metal bottle containing the Amantha

extracted from the night vanilla, Slumber flower, and chamomile into the flames of the candle representing himself, allowing the serene

relief completely vanished. He languidly sat down again on the edge of his bed and looked out at the crimson moon outside the window

the night. He set the Amantha extract down and sat beside Hood

defense could he use the Eye of the Spirit medication

of an idea before coming.

cards only had the twenty-two Major Arcana, so it was easy to

with metal threads made from pure silver, each of them was able to kill undead beings. Their patterns were complicated and gorgeous, making Klein feel like they

with one hand and smiled

play some

his gaze from outside the window as he repeated

the deck of tarot cards into Hood’s

Eugen mimicked Klein’s actions, trying his hardest to cut the deck with one

the hard yet flexible, beautifully textured cards in his hand. He

with his hands tied. He was

thought. He took the opportunity to grab the Eye of the Spirit medicine, dripping the amber liquid onto the candle flame—still the one representing

feeling to anyone who took a whiff of

Eugen spaced out bit by bit, his vision losing its focus. The deck of tarot cards in his hand fell onto

sitting upright, without

ethereal. He took out another metal bottle from his pocket and twisted the cap open before pouring

Sedative Agent!

throat, down his gullet, and into his stomach. Klein instantly felt unusually awake, without

took out the other essential oil extracts and herb powders, dripping them onto the two candles signifying

back and solemnly murmured in Hermes, “I pray for the

for the

the

pray that you would allow me to communicate with the spirituality of the Beyonder

…

around the room, and Klein saw the flames of the

did he guard against them. He allowed

unusually lucid state, he felt his spirit leave the protection of his body and enter a space akin to deep space. All around him was boundless, silent darkness.

world… Klein was no longer a

appeared before him. It was a world enveloped by a faint tornado of

spirit that represented his Body of Heart and Mind.

him. He heard the voices of thousands of people discussing

and lacked any sense of logic. Some included praises for the elegance of some lady, then it turned into a description of the feeling of relief after using the