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.

he had agreed upon with his

the notebook that was spread open in the display cabinet. On

Dammit, I’m almost constipated from

hit on her, or

choose a religion. On one side is the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, and on the other is the Church of

a doubt. Praise you, God

make the Church of Craftsmanship change its name to the Church

This should be a diary entry written by Emperor Roselle in his early days. It’s without any valuable information… His handwriting is even uglier than

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

measures here are. I wonder if there is a chance of sneaking in and flipping through

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

Emperor Roselle’s first love letter. This is his first love poem he created—”When You Are Old 1 .” The female guide looked at the manuscript in the display cabinet with

shut any

of his

Klein tried hard not to

that Emperor Roselle, who was an Artisan in his Beyonder profession, was definitely

invented for his children, similar to Intis chess, but somehow it didn’t become popular… These

this fucking Chinese Chess… Furthermore, Lego wants to collect the licensing fees from you! Klein could only smirk to hide

he noticed that there was a woman over 1.7 meters tall standing in front of this

that fell to her waist, and she had a perfectly proportioned

which had the vibes of a young girl, but she wore a black, out-of-fashion bonnet, and

display cabinet and stared

and the others followed the guide to the next exhibition hall, she

few more exhibition halls, the female guide pointed ahead and said, “The next thing you will see is Emperor Roselle’s

it’s only a part of

entered the exhibition hall as the area before them

like a library, lined with shelves which were two stories high. There were ladders

ladder in search

servants to seek it out for him. He

and the like. They were all protected under the cover of glass and were blocked from making contact with the outside

glance, Klein found a stack of manuscripts which were all

one could only see the contents of the first

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 can

better positioning. I think we can boldly cast our sights to the sky. There are no obstructions in the sky, and it

…

a cell phone… Klein