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

nodded

Of course, don’t do similar things again. Bewitching ignorant

did which was why I wanted to teach them and lead them to

his current state of mind… From the sound of it, he doesn’t seem to be a member of the Numinous Episcopate… Klein thought for

Death.” Kapusky was taken aback at first before he came to a realization. “An old

gentleman?” Klein

as he recalled his

fainted in front of my house because of

was ill. I thought he had simply fallen unconscious, so I helped him home. I gave him a

him to a

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 performed a miracle of killing a

an

you left

If it wasn’t for the lack of time, I would have even wanted to become his

of Death. Unfortunately, this period of time was too brief. As soon as I

sentence, Kapusky took out

“This is it.”

lampooned, and he thoughtfully asked, “How long ago was this? What did he look like? Where did you bury

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

not Mr. Azik, but the chances are that he’s a member of the Numinous Episcopate and not someone of a

ritual. I used some scattered knowledge and folklore

the Goddess bless you…Klein resisted the urge to draw a

“What else?” he pressed.

it, sighing. “Every time I

had his Spirit Vision activated, saw water patterns ripple out from the ground.

skull with three protruding, unfocused eyes emerged from the ground. Around the skull, there were many black jointed

leg and tugged at his clothes from time to time, appearing rather impatient.

What’s the meaning

that moment, Kapusky

turned

is watching me and

and over again, but in the end, it

his heart, I take back what

not even a