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

a super large-scale movie directed by a director, and with me being the scriptwriter. Same for the lighting engineer, the makeup artist, and all the actors… For this ritual, I’m really

in town have low socioeconomic status. Be it speaking or acting, they’re more inclined towards being vulgar… I

all. There was also one “Klein,” who maintained his previous state, preparing to

next second, Klein returned to the real world and took out

the Berserk

“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

to his left chest and prayed sincerely, “I wish that there’s a city

he said that, Klein raised

area became extremely flat. The surrounding forest also “receded” greatly,

time, buildings rose up from the ground. They took form with stone and wood. The highest

a candy factory, a water plant, a gas company, a steam locomotive station,

end, on the square in the middle of the town, a pointed-tip cathedral

to the Evernight Goddess, as it was

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

Pa!

snapped his fingers again, fulfilling his

away from the town, a small-scale harbor quickly took shape. There were two docks, five warehouses, a port hotel, a simple restaurant, a police station

to have convenient

his right hand and snapped his

a cargo rail instantly appeared between the town and the

to Klein’s plan, a portion of the harbor was prepared for visitors by sea. The town was mainly for outsiders from the

the empty city with admiration, Klein pressed his top hat and “Teleported”

door was open, and

a formal suit with

her neck. Then, she smiled and reached out her hands to hold

smile on his face. As he allowed the lady to lean on him, he

skipping about, appearing very

at first, but the more they walked,

they left, more and more people walked out of Saint Arianna Cathedral. They consisted of the police, repair workers,

the next hour, people constantly came out of the Evernight cathedral. They either turned to different streets and went to

capacity, but there seemed to be

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

at the top of the cathedral opened. White pigeons flew out and landed

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

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