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.

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

engineer, the makeup artist, and all the actors… For this ritual, I’m really on the verge of losing control. If I’m not careful, my personality will dissociate and I’ll fall into the

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

was also one “Klein,” who

the real world and took out Creeping Hunger from

to an island that was located in the Berserk Sea but one that clearly deviated

the “stage” he had

all year round. There were no signs of human activity, only a large forest and animals that lived off the

pressed his right hand to his left chest and prayed sincerely, “I wish that

Klein raised his right hand

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

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

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 outside the city took form. The streets

on the square in the middle of the

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

a deep-sea harbor.” Klein didn’t stop

Pa!

fingers again, fulfilling

shape. There were two docks, five warehouses, a port hotel, a

harbor and town to have convenient transportation.”

hand and snapped his

concrete road and a cargo rail instantly appeared between the town

plan, a portion of the harbor was prepared for visitors by sea. The town was mainly for

admiration, Klein pressed his top hat and “Teleported”

cathedral’s door was open, and

unknown period of time, three figures appeared at the door. They were a 30-year-old gentleman in a formal suit with a tie, an ordinary-looking and gentle-looking woman, and a child who

her neck. Then, she

he allowed the lady

skipping about,

a little rough at first, but the more they walked, the smoother they became as

of Saint Arianna Cathedral. They consisted of the police, repair workers, gas company employees, restaurant chefs, white-haired old men,

of the Evernight cathedral. They either turned to different streets and went to different places, entering different houses, stopping at the square, or enjoying

cathedral’s capacity, but there seemed to be no end to the people,

fifteen minutes, the entrance of Saint Arianna Cathedral finally fell silent. However, there were rats, cockroaches,

of the cathedral opened. White pigeons

teased the pigeons, others looked for hawkers, while some played a seven-string guitar, and others smiled as they conversed with

square. He