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.

five thousand residents in the marionette town,

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 abyss of madness… Luckily, I have a

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

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

second, Klein returned to the real world and

that was located in the Berserk Sea but one

the “stage” he had chosen

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

an open area. He pressed his right hand to his left chest and prayed sincerely, “I wish that there’s a city suitable for five thousand people

that, Klein raised

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

the same time, buildings rose up from the ground. They took form with stone and wood. The highest wasn’t more than four stories high. The

just 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

the end, on the square in the middle of the town,

Goddess, as it

hope this island has a deep-sea harbor.” Klein didn’t stop

Pa!

snapped his fingers

There were two docks, five warehouses, a port hotel, a simple restaurant, a police station branch, a

to have convenient transportation.” Klein made a third

hand and snapped his

concrete road and a cargo rail instantly appeared between

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

“Teleported” to the municipal square. He walked step by

cathedral’s door was open,

30-year-old gentleman in a formal suit with a tie, an ordinary-looking and gentle-looking woman, and a child who was dressed like

woman took a few steps with difficulty before stretching her neck. Then, she smiled and reached out her hands to hold the gentleman’s

gentleman had a faint smile on his face. As he allowed the lady to lean on

was skipping

but the more they walked, the smoother they

more and more people walked out of Saint Arianna Cathedral. They consisted of the police, repair workers, gas company employees, restaurant chefs, white-haired old

came out of the Evernight cathedral. They either turned to different streets and went to different places, entering different houses, stopping

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

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

the cathedral opened. White pigeons flew out and landed in the middle of the

came to life completely. Some teased the pigeons, others looked for hawkers, while some played a seven-string guitar, and others smiled as they conversed

square. He came to the other side of the town and