Lord of the Mysteries

West Borough, 2 King’s Avenue, Royal Museum.

Although it wasn’t a weekend, there was a long line at the door when Klein arrived.

According to the descriptions in the newspapers and magazines, he knew that the world’s middle class had fewer ways of entertaining themselves. Other than reading newspapers, reading novels, listening to opera concerts, playing tennis and squash, enjoying plays, and holding or attending banquets, there were only three options: going to a park, going to an exhibition, and going on vacation. Due to Emperor Roselle’s influence, annual vacations were already common phenomena.

At nine o’clock sharp, Klein, who was wearing a silk top hat, a black cane, and a long double-breasted frock coat, followed the people in front of him and entered the museum.

There was a split here, and the different guides led a number of visitors down different passages.

Klein and nearly twenty people followed a good-looking woman and listened to her introduction of Roselle’s life.

This was of zero value to Klein, who was half a historian, so he was so bored that he began confirming the location of his wallet.

Since his wealth had soared to 952 pounds, just a step away from a thousand pounds, his wallet could no longer hold so much cash, and he could only carry some of it selectively. As for the rest, Klein didn’t feel at ease to just leave them at home without protection, so he threw them all above the gray fog.

As they walked, they entered the first exhibition hall. The female guide excitedly said, “Ladies and gentlemen, these are the daily necessities of Emperor Roselle.

“Look, that’s his velvet quilt, and that’s the golden glassware he used to drink his wine.

“That’s the toilet he used, the first toilet in the modern sense.”

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Even a toilet he had used before is being exhibited? Klein suddenly felt some sympathy for Roselle.

Then, he looked at the toilet with a flushing system behind the glass wall and saw that it was shimmering with golden light. It seemed to have a layer of gold foil on its surface, and it was engraved with an exaggerated and artistic pattern.

How extravagant… Klein no longer sympathized with Roselle.

Separated from the toilet by only a glass layer was Roselle’s everyday clothing, including cuffs, a shirt with pleats at the collar, and so on.

It was obvious that the female guide was rather impressed by Intis’s dress culture.

After the Daily Necessities Exhibition Hall, there was a display of the original versions of the important documents which Roselle had issued, including the Civil Code and other extremely valuable historical relics.

At that moment, the female guide pointed at a display cabinet and said, “This is one of the diaries left behind by Emperor Roselle. It uses his self-created mysterious symbols that have yet to be deciphered to date. Many historians and archaeologists believe that these notes contain the least known secrets of Emperor Roselle.

with his most beloved woman. They wrote about each

The corner of Klein’s mouth twitched. His eyes then turned to the notebook that was spread open in the display cabinet. On it were

March. Dammit, I’m almost constipated from eating the food

so open? Did I hit on her,

one side is the Church of the Eternal

doubt. Praise you, God of All

Church of Craftsmanship change its name to the Church of

Roselle in his early days. It’s without any valuable information… His handwriting is even uglier than mine…

two pages that were spread open. He didn’t know what else

measures here are. I wonder if there is a chance of sneaking in and flipping through them… Klein looked around and saw that there were quite a few

muttered under his breath and followed the female guide as he blended in with the crowd. He entered

You Are Old 1 .” The female guide looked at the

be held shut any longer! Klein

the original manuscript of his novel… ”

hard not to let

who was an Artisan in his Beyonder profession, was definitely

is the basic education textbook that he improved to educate his children. Each word has its own corresponding picture… It was a little game he had invented for his children, similar to Intis chess, but somehow it didn’t become popular… These are the toy blocks he invented; these were also for his children…” the female guide said

the licensing

woman over 1.7 meters tall standing in front of this display

lady had chestnut hair that fell to her waist, and she had a perfectly proportioned figure.

but she wore a black, out-of-fashion bonnet,

the display cabinet and stared at the items inside for a long

when Klein and the others followed the guide to the next

female guide pointed ahead and

course, it’s only a part of

spoke, Klein and the others entered the

two stories high. There were ladders sitting beneath them and aisles between them leading to a

up and down the ladder in search of the book that he wanted to read…” The guide

Roselle would definitely send his servants to seek it out for him. He

of bookshelves were desks, chairs, brass lampstands, and the like. They were all protected under the cover of glass and

stack

spread out, so one could only see the contents of the first

drawing of a rectangular object with a detailed description: “This is a portable, miniaturized application of the telegraph. Through it, one can connect to the person holding the same item and receive and exchange information. You

boldly cast our sights to the sky. There

…

a cell phone… Klein couldn’t help