Lord of the Mysteries

Klein had wanted to ask if Aaron or his family had brought home anything which was relatively more unusual—such as a slightly dirty rag doll—before the unlucky events befell him.

But as soon as the words reached his mouth, he suddenly felt that it was too direct and could easily expose the fact that he knew a lot about mysticism. Although this could be explained away by the fact that he was experienced and knowledgeable, there was no need for him to take the risk.

Instead, he took a more roundabout approach and asked Dr. Aaron if his family had suffered the same ill luck.

Upon hearing his question, Aaron Ceres carefully recalled and said, “No, except for the steam locomotive accident that occurred to them as well, they were the same as before. Most of the time, they didn’t experience anything especially lucky or unlucky. The rest can be said to be of both types, so they can’t be considered especially unlucky.”

That’s not right… If it was an item that needs to be sealed like the Misfortune Cloth Puppet, it would definitely affect people within a certain range… Could it be that Aaron has dripped his blood on it, and the two of them have established a firm connection? In Klein’s Spirit Vision, Aaron’s aura and mood matched his physical and mental state, and there was nothing special about him.

He asked after some thought, “Is there any colleague at the hospital that is as unlucky as you?”

“No, so I think I must’ve been cursed by someone.” Aaron pulled at his bow tie, looking anxious and uneasy.

Under Talim’s curious gaze, Klein thought for a moment and said, “Before you became unlucky, did you encounter any relatively stranger matters, such as cutting yourself? In folklore, blood is the powerful medium through which curses can be formed.”

“After I suspected that I was cursed, I have confirmed this point. I have not lost any blood in the past three months,” Aaron replied with a heavy mood as he held his knife and fork.

That’s a little strange… I can’t perform a more complicated divination in front of them… Klein asked again, “Then, were there other strange matters?”

“Aaron, think back carefully. This kind of matter can’t happen without a reason. Have you offended anyone recently? Or have you become an obstacle towards others?” Talim echoed with concern.

Aaron looked down at the food on the plate and fell into deep thought. Klein didn’t stay idle either. He took care of his food before it turned cold and unpleasant.

By the time he started enjoying the dessert, Aaron finally raised his head and said, “I’m not a very sociable person. I don’t have a good relationship with my colleagues, but it’s hard to believe that they would come up with a way to curse me.

“Well… After your reminder, I do remember something. It might be related to mysticism.”

“What is it?” Klein and Talim’s spirits were lifted at the same time.

“Before my continuous bad luck streak, I was in charge of a patient, a child who wasn’t even ten years old. He was very pitiful. Due to some complications, I had to amputate his left leg.” Aaron nudged his glasses and recalled. “I just became a father not long ago, so I’m always filled with sympathy for the misfortune of a child. Every time I check the ward, I would chat with him, encourage him, and comfort him.”

After a pause, Aaron’s thoughts turned more fluid.

surgery. I specially went to his ward to look for him, and he was really upset. He was playing tarot cards, which he had brought with him when he was admitted to the hospital. His family wasn’t even

him down, I began playing

then, I drew a card. It was the

with a pure and innocent smile, ‘Doctor, your luck

do I feel that such a

Aaron shook his head.

him to be discharged

but now that I think back, I find that this is the only time in the past two months that I have come into contact with something related to mysticism. No matter what, regardless of whether it is

in Klein’s hand. It was bouncing and rolling

and fell into the palm of his hand. Klein glanced at it out of the

Will Auceptin. As for where he lives, I

your suggestion,

any experts in the field of

smile under the expectant gazes of Aaron and Talim, “My suggestion is to go to the cathedral of the deity you believe in, tell the bishop about your recent misfortune, and then ask

but fortunately, he remembered his identity as a detective

my prayers to the Goddess, my participation in Mass, and the donation of money and items were all useless. I think I

with a nod, “Yes, the deities wouldn’t care if you were lucky

Be careful, the Lord of the Storms might zap you with a lightning bolt…

suggestion is based on very simple

best at it are

any help. It would be

carefully analyzed the situation and

“That makes sense.

will need the bishop’s help to pass

the message, the Nighthawks would be

intention of helping Aaron himself, because to solve the problem regarding luck, aside from finding the root cause of everything, he would have to

enhancement rituals, and even if he did, he would

know if the problem came from that

moment, Aaron had already made up his mind. He looked at Klein

you, Mr. Moriarty. Although you don’t know mysticism, you relied on strict

don’t know mysticism…

me