Lord of the Mysteries

White Feathers?

Looking at the corpseless grave, Klein suddenly thought of a word: “Angel!”

In the canon of the seven major Churches, they were filled with legends of Angels and Saints. The former had one characteristic—a pair of pure white wings on its back, and as many as two, three, or even six pairs of pure white wings.

However, in the blink of an eye, Klein remembered something else

Mr. Azik had once described his dream to him—one that seemed to indicate his different lives.

One of the scenes was inside a dark mausoleum. There were many opened ancient coffins beside him, and in the coffins, there were corpses with white feathers growing from their backs!

Is this a special characteristic of the Death pathway, or a strange phenomenon caused by the Numinous Episcopate? Klein didn’t say a word as he restrained his emotions and calmly looked at the white feathers stained with yellowish oil at the bottom of the grave.

His initial judgment was that the old gentleman wasn’t an angel, as the terrifying Sequence 2, or even Sequence 1 Beyonders, would certainly produce intense effects on their surroundings when they died. For example, the Holy Artifact, the ashes of a Saint which had been stored behind Tingen City’s Chanis Gate, would extend almost invisible thin, black, and cold lines so as to seal the people and things around it.

Of course, it’s also possible that he didn’t actually die… He’s like Mr. Azik? Klein bent down and picked up three white feathers with his black-gloved right hand.

He planned to do some divination above the gray fog when he returned home.

At that moment, Kapusky came to his senses, scrambled to Klein’s side, and looked at the grave with a hint of fear.

“Where’s the body?”

Klein looked at him and said in a low voice, “Maybe he left by himself”

“He left by himself…” Kapusky repeated in horror, now fully aware of how terrible it was for the dead to awaken.

His legs trembled as he muttered to himself, “B-but I didn’t use the resurrection ritual on him.”

Klein turned around and looked at him for a few seconds.

“Death is not the end.”

“Death is not the end… Death is not the end… ” Kapusky was quite frightened by his own beliefs as he blurted out, “W-will he come back?”

Well, the copper whistle had summoned a messenger which probably corresponds to the old gentleman. In other words, by giving the messenger a letter, it is equivalent to sending a letter to the old gentleman — a man who has been dead for almost half a year… Heh, I wonder where he went and what kind of state he’s in… In response to Kapusky’s question, Klein gave him an indifferent reminder.

“Don’t blow that copper whistle again.”

“You mean the copper whistle will draw him back?” Kapusky asked in horror.

Before Klein could reply, he asked again, “C-can you help me throw this copper whistle into the Tussock River?

“If you can’t, I-I’ll do it myself.”

Weren’t you interested in the philosophy of death? Klein lampooned as he reached out to take Kapusky’s copper whistle.

planning on sending the dead man a letter when the conditions were right

prerequisite for all of this was that

Dance” and the corresponding mysticism knowledge, enriching his own knowledge. He also asked Kapusky in detail about how he laid

special circumstances, using “Spirit Dance” to replace part of the cumbersome setup for ritualistic magic would be more effective and simple… Seeing

garden and took a

Street and entered his bedroom. After a series of actions, he carried the

Fool’s high back chair, Klein conjured pen and a paper. He wrote a divination statement he had long thought of:

white feathers and leaned back in his

he chanted silently, Klein entered a dreamland. It was a blurry grayish-white all

was rich darkness without any light. Suddenly, the darkness was dyed with a crimson

figure slowly got up. He didn’t lift the stone slab, but he pierced through the

moonlight, the clothes on the figure’s back were tattered, and white feathers grew out

his head, revealing the red spots on his face, as

struggling through the surrounding fences, heading deeper into

shattered and Klein woke

well. It gave off a very heavy and corporeal feeling… It seemed to be phasing between a human’s body

received from Kapusky at that very moment and received a positive answer. Furthermore, the spirit pendulum

whistle above the gray fog. The messenger wouldn’t be able to enter at all; otherwise, there wouldn’t be any danger… After muttering to himself, Klein descended through

…

the relatively refreshing woods

was in his thirties, appeared in a secluded corner and stored the herbs that he had secretly planted into a leather

day, he straightened his back, and he began to stretch his body. He mumbled to himself in great satisfaction, “Sure enough, my physical constitution has

Sequence 8 Beast Tamer? What does this

tames and uses plants and parts of animals that have lost their lives, while

will my Sequence 7 be able to tame

nor did he give me the formula. When I stabilize, I’ll

to get used to his strengthened body. He

began to consider a

Tamer… how should it be done? Look for animals and tame them?” As the Apothecary was mumbling

huge

golden retriever seemed to notice his gaze as it

the large golden retriever froze for a moment. Then, it nimbly

…

Hall family’s

room and sat beside Audrey’s feet, her tongue hanging

finished playing a song before it said in fear, “Audrey,

“His eyes were scary!”

What did he want to do

and said, “I don’t know either. In short, he’s very

considered letting

I feel that he is my natural enemy!” Susie replied in all

natural enemy? A dog-type nemesis? Audrey gave

don’t go into those woods