Lord of the Mysteries

Bellman Carnot’s expression immediately turned odd when he heard Frank Lee’s name.

“Yes, he… he’s a kind and pure person, but at times, his pureness is terrifying.”

Indeed… Klein made way and allowed the bellman to walk down the stairs. As he followed him down, he asked, “Are you familiar with him?”

Carnot silently walked ahead, and after a while, he said with his back facing Gehrman Sparrow, “I’m a failed product filled with all kinds of problems. I was always mocked, and only Frank was one of the few who looked at me normally, treating me as someone with a real soul…”

“Why did he leave the Church of Mother Earth?” Klein asked despite knowing the answer.

Carnot came out of the bell tower, answering while getting his bearings, “I do not know about the specifics.

“He’s an orphan. He grew up in the cloister from a young age. He really treats the Church as a family and views Mother Earth as his mother.

“He has many strange ideas. He had the opportunity of becoming a diocese bishop, but he was later nearly sent to a tribunal for being sacrilegious.”

Frank mentioned this before. He was trying to crossbreed a bull, a cow, and wheat together… To be frank, if it were me, I would’ve sent him to the tribunal as well… This guy was fine early on because of his low Sequence, limiting what he can do… Klein mumbled and followed Carnot down another street and arrived in the alley behind St. Draco Cathedral.

Carnot walked in front of an ordinary building, pulled the doorbell thrice, each tug lasting two seconds.

After a while, thudding sounds approached as the door creaked open.

Klein immediately saw an elder in a black short coat with a hard cane.

His hair was as white as snow, but he didn’t have any obvious wrinkles. He wore a black eye mask around his eyes.

“Mr. Councilor, Mr. Gehrman Sparrow is here to pay you a visit.”

Councilor Ricciardo? He’s Councilor Ricciardo? He’s blind? Previously, Klein had only heard his voice without meeting him. It was no wonder he was surprised.

Ricciardo turned his ear to the side and slowly turned his head towards Gehrman Sparrow and chuckled.

“Sorry, I can only meet you this way. When I woke up this morning, I suddenly had a premonition that I mustn’t open my eyes to see anything today. To prevent any accidents, I wore an eye mask.”

… You can actually do that… He’s in no way inferior as a charlatan… Klein was momentarily amused and surprised.

Following that, he understood the correct interpretation of his premonition. He didn’t want to see him!

Auceptin was

an eye mask ahead of time… Sigh, if not for that, I was planning on asking what he can see… Klein didn’t have

recovered from my injuries, I went to Bayam. I was lucky that there was some adjustments to the upper echelons of the navy and governor-general’s office, so

as he said without any signs of surprise, “Then, I’ll

with bad luck after interacting with a mural left

to him. Don’t allow him to leave his

took the opportunity to ask, “Mr. Councilor, what do you know about the

and the Rose School of Thought were at odds with each other,

behind him to his right. He didn’t need anyone to help him; it was as

He chuckled.

Mother Tree of Desire is the Rose School of Thought’s manifestation of the Chained God. However, I suspect that the truth is actually the reverse. The Chained God is one of the Mother Tree of Desire’s many manifestations. My reasoning is that Red Light, Moria, claims

express his knowledge of the Great White

the true identity of the Mother Tree of Desire, nor does anyone know what ‘Her’ pathway is. Perhaps,

Moon are at odds. There seems to be some irreconcilable conflict

Tree of Desire and the Primordial Moon seem to have a subtle relationship. You might find it hard to imagine that the Southern Continent’s Shaman King, who worships the

Universe, and the other evil gods, but their hatred for the Primordial Moon and Mother Tree of

and Moses Ascetic Order do

ones? Klein

then entered the carriage and instructed the driver

Klein was about to get off, he suddenly heard a loud bang. A rumbling explosion shook the entire

by Anderson’s bad luck? Klein’s spiritual intuition told him that it was

turned his head to look out the carriage and saw that a huge chunk of wall had collapsed from the hotel’s second floor.

and messy clothes stood below as he muttered, “To think that there’s such a daring person to trade

he was carrying and suddenly felt how great it was to

turned around and helped Ricciardo down

as he turned his head to say with a bitter smile, “The arms dealers these days are too unprofessional! Thankfully, it’s daytime, and there aren’t many people in the hotel. The owner sure is pitiful, having to suffer a certain loss. However, the gold they carry shouldn’t be destroyed that easily. It should make up for

for a large part

head to Anderson, but his gaze was completely blocked by

a

me a

a Loen gold coin from the inside of his clothes, feeling suspect. Then, he smiled at Gehrman Sparrow. “Tradition from my hometown. We sew a tiny pocket on the inside of our clothes to

he handed the gold

closed his fingers, before retracting his

“Alright. Your bad