Lord of the Mysteries

In the northern part of the Loen Kingdom, the September breeze, that had an additional coldness to it, howled through the cemetery. It was even gloomier and colder than usual.

The cold jolted Klein back to his senses as he muttered with a rueful smile, “It looks like there are still some secrets behind my transmigration…

“But it seems like I’ll only be able to resurrect another two times at most, not any more… And if I were to minced up or completely crushed, who knows if this recovery ability that doesn’t usually appear would even be useful…”

…

After half a minute, Klein buttoned his suit and realized that he was wearing his newest shirt and tuxedo, but they were now covered in soil and dirt.

… Benson and Melissa really have no idea how to save money… The thought popped into his head. He supported his weight on his hand and flipped up into a standing position, realizing that he still had his Clown abilities.

The best elder brother… The best younger brother… The best colleague… Klein looked at his tombstone and read the inscription. He felt his heart wince, seemingly sensing the despondent feelings Melissa and Benson had experienced.

This is probably even more depressing than watching Captain die before my eyes…He sighed and retracted his gaze. He squatted down and closed the coffin lid.

His thoughts were still scattered, but Klein knew that he had to take care of the scene as soon as possible and not let anyone notice.

Resurrection wasn’t something any commoner could accept!

If the Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, or the Machinery Hivemind learned of this, Klein believed that he wouldn’t have a great ending. Of course, if it was on Earth, he could deceive the people into believing that he was the blessed one of God, the man of salvation, had he consumed the Lawyer or Swindler potions. However, in the world he was in, there was a real god, a real god that could respond to rituals!

He scraped the soil back together and covered it with the stone slab. Klein clapped his hands and stood up once again.

At that moment, the scene didn’t appear strange. He was just like a gentleman who came to offer his condolences late at night. The only oddity was that the person in the photo on the tombstone looked exactly like him.

During the process of filling his grave, his spirituality noticed the existence of Azik’s copper whistle. Hence, he dug it out and wiped it clean.

However, Klein didn’t intend to summon the messenger immediately. He decided to figure out the situation first.

Klein lifted his left hand and saw the topaz pendant that was still wrapped around his wrist.

“I guess this is considered a burial object?” He gave a self-deprecating laugh and took off the pendulum. He looked around, and his face grew solemn. “… Captain should be buried in this cemetery as well, I guess…”

He changed directions twice and finally determined the location of Dunn’s tombstone using the pendulum.

With the moonlight’s aid, Klein walked around and searched for about fifteen minutes until he finally saw Captain’s monochrome photo. It had a gentle expression, high hairline, gray eyes—nothing unusual compared to before.

Under Dunn’s photo was his name, date of birth, date of death, and epitaph.

The true guardian,

The most trusted partner,

The Captain forever.

and somehow his sight grew blurry for some baffling reason. He felt as though he had returned to that day again. He saw the Captain turn his head to him and wink. He spoke with a

“We saved Tingen.”

shouted in

until he suddenly said with a smile, “Captain, your mental state was definitely not the best that day. You even said things like you could bring Old Neil into the dreamland if he hadn’t lost control. He was a Mystery Pryer, and you’re a Nightmare. You couldn’t consume the Beyonder characteristic that he left behind.

Klein paused, then

I am now. Maybe I’m just an evil spirit that has clawed its way back

his cheeks and finally,

lifted his hands to wipe his tears and blow

and found a hidden spot nearby. He took

that killed him with the aid of

pursed

that belonged to The Fool. A yellowish-brown goatskin and fountain pen appeared before

limited protection, Klein didn’t delay and wrote

person who

the

blurry world, there were countless points of light dancing and gathering.

boots, a pair of slightly pale hands, and the

a middle-aged

one of his eyes was obviously blind while the other one was so blue that it was almost black. His facial features were like carvings, and his face had no wrinkles

Klein woke up from his dream. His

quickly understood why he found the person familiar. It was because he had

the Church of the Evernight Goddess who took Sealed Artifact

they finally stopped on the scene when Ince

Klein extended his hands and rapped the edge of the long bronze table. He felt that he suddenly

that dies normally would leave behind a Beyonder characteristic. When gathered together,

knows the corresponding supplementary ingredients, they can advance using “remains”. Of course, one

would require the accompaniment of some special ritual. That was mentioned in the incomplete Unshadowed formula… The

of Sequences, he had three choices. One was obviously Sequence

corresponds to one of the two Sequence potions… Ince Zangwill, who was a former Archbishop, definitely knew exactly which one she was, and

to get Saint Selena’s ashes and

skull of Death’s descendant, that might be an ingredient needed for the special ritual. It was from the Death Sequence pathway,

his target was the Captain, and not me. He really was the

this out, Klein wrote down a corresponding divination statement. He took his pendulum and let the

he recited the statement, he opened his eyes and saw the topaz pendant spinning

he provided

events in order to get Saint Selena’s ashes, to advance to Sequence