Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 978
On a night with clear moonlight, in the garden of 160 Böklund Street.
A gray rat crawled out of its hole, running straight for the master bedroom’s bed.
As a tiny, black, glue-like blob object floated down, the rat held it over its head like an acrobatic act.
It quickly turned around, ran out of 160 Böklund Street, and headed for the sewer entrance.
At this moment, the gray rat raised its torso up and reached out with two of its paws.
They magically extended as blobs of flesh appeared on its forelimbs!
Then, using its mutated front paws, it moved the manhole cover away without causing a sound!
Without stopping at all, the gray rat headed straight down the sewers, going all the way to the spot where Demoness Trissy previously hid.
It kept digging in a corner until it excavated a mirror fragment from the soil.
Having done that, the gray rat threw the black, sticky object over its head to the side where it was relatively clean. It then retreated to a corner, allowing its body to stretch and turn into a middle-aged man wearing a dark red coat and a triangular hat. He was none other than Admiral of Blood, who had previously been active at sea.
However, this Senor, along with his clothes and body, was just a thin layer, akin to a figurine cut from paper.
“This rat is quite fat…” Admiral of Blood stroked his chin, but his paper figurine-like body nearly flew up as a result of the cold draft in the sewers.
The person who spoke was none other than Klein. He was inside his master bedroom, turning a rat into his marionette by controlling its Spirit Body Threads. He then made it carry the ritual materials and head down the sewers to contact Demoness Trissy.
Senor, whose arms were flailing about due to the draft, bent down and picked up the sticky blob. This was the remains of Trissy’s lock of hair after she burned it with black flames. It could be used for a communication ritual.
Right on the heels of that, he wiped the mirror fragment clean and smeared the material onto it.
After this step, Klein made his marionette take two steps back from the “mirror.” With a smacking sound, Senor was plastered to the mossy wall like an oil painting
East Borough. In a room with thick curtains that left it almost dark.
Raven-black, slimy “tentacles” coiled together, forming a huge sphere.
And at the end of these “tentacles,” there were either eyes with clear blacks and whites embedded in them, or there were venomous snake heads attached there. The latter opened their mouths slightly as they shot out their tongues in a rather strange fashion. It was quite a harrowing scene.
retracted as the sphere
middle of a sphere was a curled up girl. She had abnormally sweet looks, but her brows were tightly furrowed. Her expression looked slightly
and shrank, finally turning back
soft, long hair soothed as she slowly got up and walked to the side of a tiny bed she had partitioned out. Picking up the
of the full-body mirror. Reaching out her right hand, she swiped across
it burned quietly in the air before being extinguished. It left behind a mirror that
the mirror, lights drifted and rapidly presented the sewers filled with dirty slush. Thinly plastered to the wall was a middle-aged man with an old triangular hat and dark
the round face and
dark room seemed to
jest, “Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, is this your craziness
case where
After all, he had previously met her in
injury and was focused on revenge, preventing her from being kept abreast of the news at sea. It was rather unsurprising for her to be unaware of Admiral of Blood’s demise, but things were different after she finished recuperating and left the area. She would’ve been
Senor to smile and simply reply, “Why
waiting for Trissy’s answer, he said, “Any progress on your investigations into the captain
need another month at the very least
need help, you can seek me out,” Klein
“In Backlund, in this game, strength isn’t able
never wasted the opportunity to use
identity, can you give me a more convenient method of
thought about it for a moment before informing her
right hand, she tapped on
flames burst before disappearing, restoring
his body shrink rapidly, turning back into a gray rat. It then ran deep into the sewers, allowing
drew his
be frank, he regretted cooperating
by some will of the Primordial Demoness and was reckless for revenge. She was
possible that she would create a terrifying disaster… I shouldn’t have spared her back then… Klein sighed and began setting up a ritual. He sent
seconds later, he
that Trissy had become a
afternoon, Klein, who had had breakfast, began instructing Butler Walter and the newly-appointed butler assistant, Richardson, to deliver the gifts he had brought
bag, of which included Fermo coffee beans, East Balam tobacco, River Valley’s
be gifted to the different neighbors around the neighborhood as a sign of goodwill from Dwayne Dantès. It was also to announce his return to the
of Parliament Macht or his wife that this bottle of River Valley grape wine is suitable for making cocktails. It’s best matched with lemon juice,” Klein exhorted
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