Lord of the Mysteries

Who is it? Klein jerked his head up to look at the door.

He felt as if he were suffering from an illness; the fear of hearing the doorbell ring was identical to the symptoms he had experienced on Earth—being afraid of his cell phone’s ringing.

Putting down the newspaper and magazine, he looked at the empty plate which had been cleaned even of its seasonings, then he stood up, and he walked to the door.

Before he got a hold of the handle, he already knew that it was Dr. Aaron outside.

Don’t you need to work? Klein mumbled as he opened the door.

“Good morning, Aaron. The fog is gray today.” He smiled.

Aaron was still wearing his cold expression, but there was an additional sense of anxiety and fear written on his face.

He nudged his gold-rimmed spectacles and, without bothering to greet him, bluntly said, “Sherlock, I had another dream! I dreamed of Will Auceptin again!”

Ah? Klein almost froze.

That’s not right? The real paper crane is with me, above the gray fog, while the one I folded is with the Nighthawks. You’re still able to dream of Will Auceptin with a paper crane which was poorly folded by a Nighthawk? That’s not scientific, no—that’s not mystic… Klein became serious and asked, “The same dream?”

“No, it’s not that scary this time.” Aaron became a little calmer. “I dreamed about the Grimm Cemetery. You know of it, right?”

“Yes,” Klein answered simply.

Back then, he had caught a group of students and a mysticism enthusiast who was a complete beginner, Kapusky, engaging in a spiritual dance outside Grimm Cemetery. He later received another copper whistle from the latter which could be used to summon a messenger.

Aaron drew a deep breath of cold air and continued, “I dreamed of the woods outside Grimm Cemetery. I dreamed of a birch tree which had a layer of bark peeled off its trunk, Will Auceptin was sitting underneath that tree, looking at me quietly.”

“And then?” Klein pressed.

Aaron shook his head. “The dream ended there.”

What a strange matter… Has Dr. Aaron’s dream got nothing to do with the paper crane? No, if it wasn’t related, then there wouldn’t have been a situation where the dream changed after the paper crane was switched. Furthermore, I also performed a divination using the paper crane above the gray fog and obtained the corresponding revelations… Klein said in a measured voice, “This is no longer within my scope of understanding. What do you want from me, Aaron?”

Aaron breathed out warm air that dispersed into white mist. “I want to pay a visit to the area outside Grimm Cemetery. I want to do it now, while it’s still daytime. Can you protect me? I’ll pay you one pound.”

Heading over to the place that appeared in the dream now? He probably wouldn’t encounter anything too strange during the day… Klein thought for a moment and said, “I can accept this request, but I suggest that you go back to the same cathedral and tell your dream to the bishop you’re familiar with.”

Aaron agreed, then said doubtfully, “Why do you always suggest that I go to the cathedral? I know, you’ve explained it before, in a very logical way, that if mystical powers exist in this world, then the Churches, which have been leading humanity, must be the ones with the strongest mystical powers, and if there are none, then at least we can go to the Church to get psychological comfort and corresponding connections. However, why do you suggest that I go to the cathedral for something that isn’t considered too strange?”

Klein considered for two seconds, then replied seriously, “I’m a detective. I’ve come into contact with a lot of unusual things, so I understand the special nature of the Church. I also know when to ask for help.”

with

Klein’s mouth curled

“Just kidding.

it easy, Aaron. I’m going to change my clothes first. Uh,

time without his

this opportunity, Klein went to the washroom, went above the gray fog, and divined the degree of danger for this mission. He received the answer

he received a revelation indicating that it was dangerous, his plan was to reject the mission using the Church of the Evernight Goddess as

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Borough, Myriad

servants,” Aaron asked, as he led Klein to

something that he had wanted to ask while in the carriage, but he had never

one day he took over a case and successfully homed in on the

was a fighting expert, and in the end, he was only slightly

get it,

had a hint of empathy. “Sherlock, I never knew

I just made up a story… It’s not like I can tell you directly that I’m involved in many strange and mystical matters, and that there will always be unspeakable secrets in my house so that it’s best I don’t hire any servants… Klein looked forward

of his home was done twice a week, mostly by Mrs. Stelyn Sammer’s maid. She

they were talking, the two of them had already entered the

candles, completely in line with

of the hall was an altar engraved with a Dark Sacred Emblem. The stars were inlaid with self-illuminating pearls, and the crimson moon was made of rubies. The rest

specks of light as the crimson light illuminated the area,

light penetrating from the front through the fist-sized

his half top hat and leaned on his black hardwood cane, while Aaron continued down the aisle to the confessional in

at the people who

my third time entering the Goddess’s

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the Cathedral of

Mitchell put on his black windbreaker and red gloves and entered the

the Goddess bless you.” Cesimir drew a crimson moon

had his mouth covered

Leonard raised his right hand and gestured

didn’t say anything else and went straight to the

possesses a mystical item. I’ve already ordered someone to prepare a

will be in charge of a devil summoning case, and you’ll take into consideration certain clues to perform the search. For example, cases that have happened consecutively in Backlund and matters related to

Cesimir.” Leonard held

my revenge… he silently said to

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the periphery of Grimm

walk around the nearby woods, coughing from time to time as a result of the