Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 830: Infiltration

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The mirror on Klein’s pillow glowed with an aqueous luster as silver points of light gathered to form Loenese words:

“Exalted Great Master, your loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, is constantly at your service!”

Klein stood beside the bed and looked at the mirror before calmly asking, “Where is the Antigonus family’s notebook located behind Saint Samuel Cathedral’s Chanis Gate?”

He wanted to confirm the location so that he could directly head for his target and complete his plan in the shortest time possible. Through this, he could avoid all kinds of accidents.

Silver text distorted and changed on the mirror’s surface, forming a new line of text:

“It’s a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. It will be on the right in basement two. I can’t see anything more specific.”

Klein tersely acknowledged as he said, “It’s your turn to ask.”

Arrodes immediately dispersed the silver words and presented a new question:

“What other instructions do you have?”

If this were any other time, Klein definitely would’ve secretly tsked, but his high-strung mind made him nod.

“Just watch over my illusion like before to deal with any accidents.”

“Alright, Master!” Arrodes didn’t hesitate to give an answer as it hurriedly added, “I-I will hold back my instincts. I swear to you, the great ruler above the spirit world!”

Klein nodded gently, took two steps forward, and made the mirror look like Dwayne Dantès.

The image became clearer and bigger until it looked real.

After some slight adjustments, Klein made it lie in bed as though it was already sleeping.

At this moment, he saw Dwayne Dantès turned his head over and smile at him with a toady look. At the same time, he reached out his hands and pulled the blanket towards his head.

“…”

into the cold and crazy adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow, as Creeping Hunger on his left

Traveled to the other end of Phelps Street where Saint Samuel Cathedral was. Following that, he walked to the square filled with pigeons in the day,

Mass came out of the cathedral. Before long, servants began leaving the cathedral with all sorts of miscellaneous items, walking to the trash bins in an

area, and he even proactively walked towards the square as though he

reached out of

two-bedroom condominium in East Borough. He had Teleported over a few days ago with another identity to rent

to have a pirate sacrifice his life every time… Klein lampooned to relieve his anxiety as he made

soporific medicine in it. In a few seconds, he fell

his body suddenly softened like he had transformed into a

height by fifteen centimeters as his skin darkened in color. His facial features moved, and soon, he had transformed into the

moment, Senor had already

quickly changed into those clothes and moved

the gold coin before Klein lowered his left

bent his back and began cleaning the area seriously. Step by step, he approached the busy servants but maintained a distance from them to prevent anyone from chatting with him which would increase

about thirty minutes, the servants gathered together and entered Saint Samuel Cathedral and turned into

a servant stretched his arms and said, “How

to look uninterested in the conversation due to his fatigue as he tersely nodded without participating in the

servants’ quarters. It comprised of two rather big rooms, with many bunk beds

was immediately at a loss. He didn’t know whether to head

on his spiritual intuition on matters that didn’t involve Beyonders or mysterious domains. Furthermore, he was still holding onto a broom. Hence, he pretended to have his hand slip and secretly did a

room on the right, Klein deliberately slowed down a little, observing the actions of the other servants. Then, he mimicked them by placing the broom in the region

the bed that belonged to

in bed, Klein finally felt relieved as

exhausted and before long, they fell asleep, producing

a tiny shape, he stuffed it

impossible to sleep due to anxiety. All he could do was rely on Cogitation to force himself

up at a specific time

melded with the surroundings as the Spirit Body Threads collapsed

high above

contaminated ahead of time, making Chanis Gate’s core seal think of it as one of its own,

could a Wraith have the ability to move

from the core seal and the disruption from the Paper Angel, the demigod-level archbishop that lived somewhere in

invisible Senor slowly walked to the second floor before turning left and finding the

tomorrow… This week’s Monday shift is likely done by the Keeper I met first… Klein had long figured out the roster, so he made the dark-red coated Wraith stealthily pass through