Lord of the Mysteries

The initial preparations for building a marionette town were rather boring and tedious. At the very least, Klein believed so.

In the ancient palace, Klein sat on the high-back chair belonging to The Fool, holding a fountain pen. There were ordinary pieces of paper with the name, age, and the fate of every marionette. As he made the Worms of Spirit emerge from his body, they formed avatars beside him.

Some Kleins sat on the ground, while others occupied the twenty-one seats other than The Fool’s. Some conjured beds and lay on them…

Then, they summoned different books from the junk pile and started reading them seriously.

The books included but were not limited to:

“How to Brew Wine”

“Train Dispatching”

“Desert Making Compendium”

“A Clergyman Prepares”

“Gas Wall Lamps, Gas Meters, and All Kinds of Family Machinery Repair”

“DESI-licacy”

“Harbor Management”

“Foundations of Law”

“Ladies Aesthetic” magazines…

These were specialist knowledge that different marionettes needed to grasp. Only by doing so would they be able to act their roles well, allowing him to be realistic in every aspect. Even if they were to engage in a deep conversation with outsiders, they wouldn’t expose any problems.

It wouldn’t be difficult for Klein if he just needed to simply memorize the knowledge, but he had to truly grasp and apply it. Furthermore, he couldn’t confuse his characters. He couldn’t let a burly and strong switchman with a low income be talking about the wonders of a particular particular skincare product, or which silk cloth was flawed.

If such a situation were to happen in novels, plays, and operas, it might create a strange attraction, but putting it in the real world was clearly uncanny and not beneficial to the advancement of the ritual.

To avoid such a problem, Klein could only work harder in the early stages. He hoped that every character in a marionette town would be real, whole, and appropriate.

Fortunately, there weren’t many people in a city who needed to deeply understand the corresponding specialist knowledge. Most of the residents were half-illiterate, or really illiterate. They relied on experience to live their lives that they repeated via motions. For these characters, the knowledge that Klein needed to grasp was relatively little, just like workers who had gone through simple training—or even without any training—to be sent to the assembly line.

After an unknown period of time, Klein put down his fountain pen and rubbed his temples, letting out a long sigh of relief.

the information about nearly five thousand residents in the marionette town, and his corresponding knowledge preparation was

Same for the lighting engineer, the makeup artist, and all the actors… For this ritual, I’m really on the verge

I’m a gentleman with manners, most of the residents in town have low socioeconomic status. Be it speaking or acting, they’re more inclined towards being vulgar… I can’t make a mistake during the acting and become set back by my psychological barriers… Klein sighed silently as the avatars around him disintegrated

also one “Klein,” who maintained his previous state, preparing to be on Sefirah

returned to the real world

the Berserk Sea but one that

“stage” he had

There were no signs of human

hand to his left chest and prayed sincerely, “I

as he said that, Klein raised his right hand and snapped his

flat. The surrounding forest also “receded” greatly, providing large amounts of wood, stones,

from the ground. They took form with stone and wood. The highest wasn’t more than four stories high. The

blink of an eye, residential buildings, a library, a police station, a telegraph office, a city hall, a small hospital, a candy factory, a water plant, a gas company, a steam locomotive station, parallel train tracks, and plantations

the end, on the square in the middle of the town, a pointed-tip cathedral emerged from the ground and

was a cathedral belonging to the Evernight Goddess, as it was in line with the background

a deep-sea harbor.” Klein didn’t

Pa!

fingers again, fulfilling his

a small-scale harbor quickly took shape. There were two docks, five warehouses, a port hotel,

wish for the harbor and town to have convenient

raised his right hand and snapped his

and a cargo rail instantly appeared

for visitors by sea. The town

admiration, Klein pressed his top hat and “Teleported” to the municipal square. He

open,

a

difficulty before stretching her neck. Then,

a faint smile on his face. As he allowed the lady

was skipping about, appearing very

were a little rough at first, but the more they

of Saint Arianna Cathedral. They consisted of the police, repair workers, gas company employees,

They either turned to different streets and went

of people that came out had exceeded the limits of the cathedral’s capacity, but there seemed to be no end

silent. However, there were rats, cockroaches, moths, ants, flies,

opened. White pigeons flew out

came to life completely. Some teased the pigeons, others looked for hawkers, while some played a

top hat and a trench coat and carrying a cane left the municipal square. He came to the other side