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?”

answered in a muddled state, “We are fighting for

Nation Reestablishment Society. We established the Black Skeleton Gang to grasp various intel and obtain funds. Apart from that, we also have another mission. It is to seek out any

a mask taken out from the Eggers family mausoleum. This

balls and banquets he hosts. And Richardson is an excellent choice. He

It’s obviously not easy to infiltrate… Only short-term employments will be made if there’s a sudden need for plenty of

sell lots of their lands and manors, and also dismiss nearly all their servants, leaving fewer than ten to serve them, so as to

be disturbed by any accidents at the moment; otherwise, I might’ve come up with a way to help Mr. Azik obtain that mask…

you know

“We got to know each other at a

of Death. Richardson, his mother, and I couldn’t help but become believers of Death in such a life. We secretly joined an organization that

from an illness, and he was brought to Backlund, while I stayed

Richardson. H-he actually forgot about his mother’s death and the abuse he had once received. He

he deliberately made mistakes and kept switching employers, but how could he have guessed that his

and I are two different kinds of people… In the room, Klein closed his eyes and made Senor ask

will obtain

Numinous Episcopate… As a former Nighthawk, Klein knew quite

of information regarding the Eternal Life Society, East Balam Nation Reestablishment Society, and the Black Skull Gang while confirming that Godotpos and his gang had their hands covered in the

the spirit channeling and clearing up any traces, he waited thirty minutes before letting the Wraith enter Godotpos’s body, controlling him to climb out of the sewers and returning back into

who were wielding double-barreled hunting rifles, were no longer as

didn’t notice anything as he continued sleeping in his master bedroom. However, he had already set up a ritual to summon

Godotpos and constantly maintained a distance of eighty meters. By using his marionette to possess this “hostage,” he made him circle to another street and

Godotpos returned to the headquarters of the Black

that were sent from the East Balam Nation Reestablishment Society.

was agreed upon, “Godotpos” knocked on the door, and he said to a

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

and a bunch of rifles stacked in the corner of the house. A few of the top brass of the Black Skeleton Gang were

The member from before handed him a

preferences of the Southern Continent. They were made from dried

a box of matchsticks from the table, took out a few sticks,

to the corner where the

“…”

looked at Godotpos with a dumbfounded look, momentarily

Rumble!

the flames blazed behind him, a hot gust of air swarming out