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

and all the actors… For this ritual, I’m really on the verge of losing control. If

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

wasn’t all. There was also one “Klein,” who maintained his previous state, preparing

to the real world and took out Creeping

an island that was located in the Berserk Sea but one

was the “stage”

were no signs of human activity, only a large forest and animals

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

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

flat. The surrounding forest also “receded”

and wood. The highest wasn’t more than four stories high. The style was closer to the Loen

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

the town, a pointed-tip cathedral emerged

the Evernight Goddess, as it was in line with

harbor.” Klein didn’t stop as he made

Pa!

fingers again, fulfilling his

warehouses, a port hotel, a simple restaurant, a police station

harbor and town to

raised his right hand and snapped

and a cargo rail instantly appeared between

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

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

door was open, and it was

a 30-year-old gentleman in a formal suit with

a few steps with difficulty before stretching her neck. Then,

he allowed the lady to lean on him, he reached out his right hand and held

little boy was skipping

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

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

different streets and went to different

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 interior was

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

opened. White

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

a cane left the municipal square. He came to