Lord of the Mysteries

At the gates, Walter used the light from the street lamps and discovered no one was outside through the gaps. The street was silent.

For an instant, Walter suspected if he had heard wrong and that the doorbell hadn’t rung!

He composed himself, and he quickly walked to the servant quarters at the back of the compound. He woke up a few servants and got them to carry double-barreled hunting rifles to begin patrolling the main building so as to prevent any bandits or burglars from infiltrating.

Walter didn’t immediately get the police, because nothing had happened yet. The doorbell from earlier might’ve been a prank from a tramp.

Meanwhile, under the nearby sewers, the infiltrator was holding onto the metal handles as he slowly headed down into the unlit area.

He soon came to a halt, leaned back onto the moss-covered wall, and slowly slid down to sit down on the dirty ground.

His eyes closed again as though he was still in an unconscious state. In front of him, a middle-aged man wearing a dark red coat and an old triangular hat instantly appeared. He was none other than Klein’s marionette, Wraith Senor.

Senor bent down, rummaged through the infiltrator’s pockets and found 7 soli and 11 pence, as well as tiny cloth bags containing different kinds of powders.

Inside the room, Klein remotely controlled his marionette from dozens of meters away. As he identified the powder, he discovered that his theories were correct. They were all herbal powder in the Death domain. And a portion of them could be used for spirit channeling!

He was very likely to be a Beyonder from the Corpse Collector pathway that hailed from Balam. Even if he hadn’t reached Sequence 7 Spirit Medium, it was very normal for him to prepare the corresponding herbal powders, essential oils, and extract. After all, these materials weren’t only used for spirit channeling.

Immediately, Klein controlled Senor to set up a ritual to pray to The Fool.

Then, he went above the gray fog to respond, allowing Senor to complete what followed.

After doing all of this, he returned to the real world and continued controlling Senor, allowing him to channel the spirit.

Passing through a storm of glimmers, Klein saw the infiltrator’s spirit. He appeared listless, blurry, and translucent.

“What’s your name? What faction do you belong to?” Senor asked with a deep voice.

The infiltrator answered blankly, “Godotpos. I belong to the Black Skeleton Gang.”

Black Skeleton Gang. I believe it’s a gang that’s active around the border of East Borough and the dock area close to the Backlund Bridge area. It’s mainly filled with people of Balam heritage. Although they aren’t as barbaric and boorish as the Zmanger Gang, they aren’t strangers to violence… As Klein recalled the intelligence he had previously gathered, he made Senor continue asking:

“What do you mainly do? Why are you looking for Richardson?”

a muddled state, “We are fighting for

obtain funds. Apart from that, we also have another mission. It is to

time, we obtained verified information that in Earl Wolf’s collection is a mask taken

infiltrate during one of the balls and banquets he hosts. And Richardson is an excellent

Only short-term employments will be made if there’s a sudden

are financially tight will sell lots of their lands and manors, and also dismiss nearly all their servants, leaving fewer than ten to serve them, so as to barely maintain a decent lifestyle. When there are large-scale balls or banquets that require manpower, they would spend money to hire

to be Eggers… Unfortunately, I don’t wish to be disturbed by any accidents at the moment; otherwise, I might’ve come up with a way to help Mr. Azik

do you

other at a manor in

mother, and I couldn’t help but become believers of Death in such a

illness, and he was brought to Backlund, while I

his mother’s death and the abuse he had once received. He forgot his faith towards God, and had his will eroded by

could he have guessed that his former

as they don’t harm others. However, Richardson and I are two different kinds of people… In the room, Klein closed his eyes and made Senor ask in a deep voice, “What’s the organization that is

Death will obtain eternal life in

branch of the Numinous Episcopate… As a former Nighthawk, Klein knew quite a lot about

Nation Reestablishment Society, and the Black Skull Gang while confirming that

letting the Wraith enter Godotpos’s body, controlling him to climb out of the sewers

in 160 Böklund Street, who were wielding double-barreled hunting rifles, were no longer as vigilant while doing their

he didn’t notice anything as he continued sleeping in his master bedroom. However, he had already set up a ritual to summon and respond to himself. With Azik’s copper whistle, the iron cigar case, and Creeping Hunger, he silently left his residence in the

possess this “hostage,” he made him circle to another street and

later, Godotpos returned to the headquarters of the Black Skeleton Gang, a tiny house situated near the

with several operatives that were sent from the East Balam Nation Reestablishment Society. They formed the upper ranks of the

on the door, and he said to a

member inattentively shot Godotpos a glance, made way for him, and gave

area and found the high-yield explosives and a bunch of rifles stacked in the corner of the house. A few of the top brass

smoke?” The member from before handed him a

the preferences of the Southern Continent. They were made from dried tobacco leaves

of matchsticks from the table, took out a few

burning matchsticks to the corner where the easily flammable

“…”

with a dumbfounded look, momentarily at a loss as

Rumble!

bench dozens of meters away, Klein sat there as the flames blazed behind him, a hot