Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 558

Klein didn’t answer with “yes” or “no.” Instead, he stopped walking towards his bedroom and flatly said, “That was a question.”

“Right, right, a question! That was a slanderous question with no basis! Besides, I also gave a negative answer,” Danitz responded with delight and had emphasized that he had never admitted to it.

Klein gently nodded his head.

“I will clarify this with your captain.”

Clarify… Danitz stared, then he half opened his mouth, his expression twisted.

He was also considered a somewhat knowledgeable person, so he stopped explaining and arguing, and he forced a smile.

“Is there anything I can do for you?”

Klein took a deep breath and used his Clown powers to control his facial expression.

“Monitor it well.”

“Yes, alright!” Danitz quickly agreed.

Seeing Gehrman Sparrow turn around and walk to the bedroom’s entrance, he couldn’t help but ask, “You’re not going to clarify this with Captain, right?”

Klein twisted the handle and replied expressionlessly, “Monitor it well.”

After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door and entered the room. Before he could widen his mouth into a laugh, he closed the door behind him.

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The next morning, after breakfast, Klein put on a pair of pantaloons, a thick brown jacket, and a cap. He changed his appearance and went out, leaving Danitz alone in the room to watch the radio transceiver.

Along the way, Klein changed his appearance again, making himself look more like a native.

He found a special store, bought a pair of linen gloves, a shroud, and a body bag. Then, according to the surroundings he had previously witnessed, he scanned the area around him for landmarks before finding the bridge and the girl who had died amid the mud in a corner.

As it was still winter, the weather wasn’t too hot, and there were no obvious signs of decay from the corpse, but the festering skin and the stench still made Klein instinctively nauseous.

He didn’t immediately come to bury the girl who wanted to live like a human being last night, due to the recent events—Bayam was under strict curfews at night, as well as the fact that the cemetery didn’t open until dawn.

Pulling out a small metal bottle, Klein poured some Quelaag Oil onto his hand and rubbed it at the tip of his nose.

A choking sensation invaded his mind. The smell of peppermint mixed with disinfectant filled his olfactory senses, making him sober as if he had just fallen into a sea of floating ice. He was no longer affected by any other smells.

bottle, Klein put on his gloves, took a few steps forward,

and began to gently move the corpse into the

reached the outskirts of the city. Along the narrow road where horse carriages

specially prepared by the Church of Storms and the governor-general’s office, for

settled down here, they had their cemeteries situated on

climbed higher and higher and entered the unnamed cemetery,

you have to wait a few days until the corpses in the morgue accumulate to a certain amount, then they’ll be cremated together and buried in the same grave. Of course, there will be priests who will do a send off for the souls of the dead in advance. 5 soli and he will have an urn and a niche he can call his own. 2 pounds,

took out 5

counted the notes, picked up a fountain pen, and asked with a good

he just wanted to

paused for a

gravekeeper repeated it in a low voice and drew

continued, “She can have an

typical female name in the Rorsted Archipelago; therefore, the gravekeeper no longer mistook

seconds, then he said in a low voice, “She

human being? What a strange epitaph…” the gravekeeper muttered, “Do you have a

could finish his words, he saw the other

ritual. It perfectly reproduced the girl’s looks before she fell ill. In order to not be suspected, he used the corresponding type of paper and some technique to

anything. He quickly took the information and carried the body bag to the hut where the priests resided with

and an epitaph was engraved, putting an end to the entire matter. Klein took a deep

walked down the mountain path, he saw

sea was pale blue, nearing the color of green. It was empty as far as the eye could see. Sails were stacked by the harbor, and the chimneys towered high. The streets were crisscrossed as people came and went. The surrounding estates were densely packed, and there was plenty of greenery. The distant public roads were wide, and the railways were straight… It was like a beautiful oil painting that was produced by

…

deacon of the Mandated Punishers, Jahn

as the mining and smelting industries were located in other cities on the island. The mainstay here was the spice trade, the brothels and casinos, and

as Sea King Jahn Kottman retracted his gaze, he

Mandated Punisher struck the left side of his

it?” the well-built Jahn Kottman turned around

handed over the piece of paper

response from Kalvetua. They’re in the process of creating

unfolded the note and skimmed

the interior of Blue Mountain Island, which was covered in a sea of dense forests. After a moment of thought,

certain of one thing from the intelligence, that the mysterious person who had taken away the characteristic left by Kalvetua hadn’t left the waters of the Rorsted Archipelago. This could

who had gone mad before its death, would lead to severe side effects regardless of whether or

it wouldn’t be easy for the mysterious person

it, there was no way he could control the effects when

This was the clue!

the Storm be with you!” The Mandated Punisher

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