Lord of the Mysteries

North Borough, Aulka Street.

Kapusky Reid was sitting in a reclining chair in his activity room, lost in thought. In front of him was a fireplace burning with charcoal.

As a senior educator at a public school, he received a salary of more than four pounds a week, which was enough for a bachelor like him to live quite well, but the clothes he wore at home were patched up, and the teacups on the table looked extremely simple.

Without taking off his wig, the most striking thing about Kapusky was his high cheekbones and puffed-up chest—a deformity in which the sternum protruded outwards.

On his knee was a book of poems in ancient Feysac, but he hadn’t flipped a single page even after some time had passed.

Kapusky’s eyes were unfocused as he stared blankly when he suddenly heard a light chuckle in his ear.

“I’m very curious as to why you didn’t run and chose to remain at home. Aren’t you afraid of the police coming for you?”

The voice was low and hoarse, like a boy whose voice was cracking during puberty.

Kapusky shuddered and almost jumped out of his reclining chair.

He abruptly turned his head to look and saw that there was a figure sitting on the sofa a few steps away from him!

The figure wore summer wear—a linen shirt and light trousers. Its face was hazy and indistinct.

“Wh-who are you? What are you doing here?” Kapusky asked immediately as he gripped the armrest.

Klein, who had used his hallucination powers, leaned back, crossed his hands, and leisurely said, “Just last night, heh, it should be earlier this morning, I saved all of you.”

“Saved us?” Kapusky relaxed a little when he realized that the intruder didn’t seem to mean any harm. “Y-you’re that person in the forest? You took care of the corpse we awakened?”

As he spoke, he moved awkwardly, showing obvious fear.

He was able to infiltrate without me realizing it while I was awake. I definitely wouldn’t be able to resist… Such thoughts quickly flashed through Kapusky’s mind.

“You guys are quite lucky that I happened to pass by; otherwise, there would only be corpses left strewn on the ground in the forest—corpses that would’ve been bitten to shreds.” Klein laughed. “Answer my previous question, I’m very curious why you stayed at home. Do you know what crimes you’ve committed?”

From the way that he had conducted the resurrection ritual and the reaction he had before and after the ritual, Klein had confirmed that Kapusky was a rookie who didn’t have the means to hide his true emotions. Therefore, he intended to only use Spirit Vision and interrogation to get to the bottom of the matter. At most, he would verify it with divination at the end.

“I-I know, secretly buying corpses and robbing corpses from tombs. These are all crimes that can land me in jail for more than ten years. Moreover, I’ll definitely be punished by the Church.” Kapusky, who didn’t look thirty, drew a breath and said with a wry smile, “However, as long as I didn’t cause too much trouble, those children and their parents wouldn’t snitch on me because they also did the same thing. Even if they wanted to get a lighter sentence by helping the investigation by turning themselves in, they would still end up in jail for some time.”

who I am. They’ve gotten gangsters to warn me to resign within a week and stay away

nodded his

to change environments. Of course, don’t do similar things again.

interests as I did which was why I wanted to teach them and lead them to search for the secrets

current state of mind… From the sound of it, he doesn’t seem to be a member of the Numinous Episcopate… Klein thought for a moment, then he bluntly asked, “Where did you learn the

Ah, I usually call it the Dance of Death.” Kapusky was taken aback at first before he

old gentleman?”

as he

a vagabond. He fainted in front of my house

fallen unconscious, so I helped him home. I gave him a heated towel and applied some

told me not to send him to a

was very interested in such things. So, I chatted with him and found out that he had profound knowledge and an admirable philosophy in this area. He seemed to be very satisfied with my curiosity and even

an old grandpa, who was on

you left him at

it wasn’t for the lack

those few days, he taught me a lot of knowledge and the Dance of Death. Unfortunately, this period of time was too brief. As soon as I built

out an exquisite copper whistle that didn’t seem

“This is it.”

though… Klein lampooned, and he thoughtfully asked, “How

obvious feature was his graying hair and red spots on the side of his face. He told me to bury him in the garden out back.” Kapusky did a calculation

the Numinous Episcopate and not someone of a low Sequence… Klein changed the subject and asked, “Apart from the Spirit Dance, you also learned the resurrection

only learned half of that ritual. I used some scattered knowledge and folklore to slowly improve it bit by

on folklore? Oh, that poor black cat, may the Goddess bless you…Klein resisted the

“What else?” he pressed.

it, sighing. “Every time I finish blowing it, I can feel the surroundings turn cold. It’s

his Spirit Vision activated, saw water patterns ripple out from the ground. A cold air spread out alongside it, and

the ground.

out, touching Kapusky’s leg and tugged at his clothes from time to time, appearing rather

their corresponding messengers… What’s the meaning of you summoning it without

moment, Kapusky looked

it? The surroundings turned cold! The gas lamps

not lying! Someone is watching me and tugging at

to touch Kapusky, over and over again, but in the end, it

corners of Klein’s mouth twitched slightly as he saw this scene. He whispered to himself in his heart, I take back what I said about him. He’s not a rookie, he’s an utter

even