Lord of the Mysteries

Sivellaus Prefecture was located west of the Loen Kingdom, across the Hornacis mountain range from the Intis Republic. And in Backlund, there was a street named after it, on the edge of Empress Borough, where the headquarters of the capital’s police department was located.

Many people chose to settle down here for the peace of mind, and Rafter Pound was one of them.

The baronet stood by the closed window in his warm activity room at Unit 29, in his cotton quilted pajamas, staring diagonally across the street at Sivellaus Yard.

He was in his early forties, but the sides of his hair had turned white. He had puffy eyes and clear wrinkles on his face. His body constantly emitted the smell of alcohol.

On the floor behind Rafter lay some torn lingerie, and opposite it was a burning fireplace.

The baronet raised his glass and gulped the rest of the liquid in it. Then, he walked slowly to the door and returned to his bedroom to get some sleep.

As there was no pipe to transfer the heat from the fireplace, he felt the bone-chilling chill of late autumn as soon as he left the activity room.

“Damn it!” Rafter Pound cursed under his breath as he staggered to the bedroom door and twisted the handle.

The bedroom was dark, with only a faint crimson glow shining in.

Rafter was about to close the door behind him and collapse into bed when his eyes suddenly froze.

A figure was sitting quietly on a chair beside the curtain!

The figure wore a pair of grayish-blue pants and a cap. The entire person was completely hidden in the shadows.

Sensing Baronet Pound’s gaze, the man slowly raised his head and looked over.

His face was painted red, yellow, and white, looking like the funniest clown!

Rafter was about to shout and run when he saw a revolver aimed at him and heard two deep and hoarse sentences.

“I advise you not to do anything unwise.

“If you cooperate, I won’t harm you, and I won’t take away your belongings—if you still have any left.”

Rafter Pound’s expression changed a few times, and he very obediently closed the bedroom door. Then, he half raised his hands and sat on the edge of the bed.

stupor, and his body trembled slightly as he reminded, “Sivellaus Yard is

closer to you than you are to Sivellaus Yard.” Disguised as a clown, Klein had

danger in making this trip in

Rafter’s lips trembled as laughed bitterly, “Here we go again… Am I never going

there been many people coming to you with questions?” Klein continued the

have happened to me. The amiable old butler resigned for no reason and has vanished. Those servants and maids would change one after the other without warning, becoming unfamiliar and cold. They were looking for something, yes, they were looking for something, I wasn’t even ten back then. All I could do was watch, and I didn’t dare tell

Indestructibility! Since the Pound family was in ruins, these things should’ve been taken back, right? Unless the old viscount paid a huge price and bought some other rare Beyonder characteristics and mystical items of the same Sequence to conceal the matter of the

reality, he could attack

has this been

years, I was enticed by them to do drinking, sex, gambling, smoking marijuana, and all sorts of things that make

no idea if what he said is true or false. In his aura, the change in his mood colors adhere to logic, but what if he just feels that he had let down the old viscount and fantasized a

he asked, “What did

the two children of the old viscount died. They asked me what abnormal behavior the old viscount had over the years. I wasn’t even ten years old at the time, so I don’t know anything!” Rafter waved his arms and growled

attempted to confirm

flew by as the question and answer session ensued. Klein said in a

bother you, but it’s time for me to

bowed slightly, and appeared

time, the excitement and appearance of having a breakdown on Rafter Pound’s face

about to stand up straight, he immediately reverted back to his previous performance—grief, anger,

moment, a mysterious voice suddenly

“Crimson!”

into a Slumber Charm and threw

baronet, causing him to shut his eyes involuntarily

The questions from before are for the comparison of what shall ensue. Next, it’s the process of entering your dream and spirit channeling.” Klein patted Rafter’s pajamas, and with

and entered Rafter’s

of the servants and maids who had no facial features as they gave off abnormal and frightening vibes. He saw Rafter turning his head only to always to see an old

make sense of the situation, but it was as though Baronet Pound had a very serious psychological trauma over these matters. Any tiny bit of

Klein to get

Slumber Charm on Rafter Pound before taking out

saw the illusory image of Rafter, an illusory image based

old viscount say to you before he died?” Klein hesitated

muddle-headedly replied, “He wants me to

asked again in a