Lord of the Mysteries

Why is the confidential document that I’m dispatching mentioning Utopia?

What’s so special about this place?

…

Many thoughts flashed through Wendel’s mind as he heard a buzzing sound.

At this moment, he felt as though he was going to fall sick from overexertion.

Wendel quickly forced himself to calm down. He carefully recalled all the experiences he had encountered after coming to Utopia, and he discovered that there were no problems with every detail. They were all things that he might encounter in daily life.

The only thing that made him uneasy was that his arrival was too coincidental.

It was common for the steam locomotive to stop at the last minute due to a storm, but to stop somewhere related to the confidential document in his hand couldn’t be explained away with coincidence.

Wendel stared at the confidential document on the table with a solemn expression. He hesitated as to whether he should open them and read them carefully.

Perhaps it’s just a passing mention of “Utopia.” My actions will severely violate internal affairs. Perhaps this is the report of a certain intelligence agent secretly investigating Utopia. The contents will decide whether I survive to a certain extent, or die… After struggling for a while, Wendel looked out the window at the dark night sky and reached for the document.

Only by being alive could one consider the punishment!

Having made up his mind, Wendel swiftly removed the envelope outside and flipped through the typed files inside.

As he read, his hand trembled slightly. He felt a chill run down his back. Even the burning furnace didn’t help.

No matter which angle he read it from, the confidential report in his hands indicated that there was something wrong with Utopia—the entire town.

This might be a city that didn’t exist in the real world!

Wendel felt his mouth go dry, as though he had heard the footsteps of Death slowly approaching him with a sickle.

Instinctively, he wanted to get up, but in the end, he controlled himself and didn’t react rashly.

This was because he could feel pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness outside, the room upstairs, and the corridor outside.

What should I do? Up till now, nothing abnormal happened… This means that if I didn’t know anything, it’s possible that I’d be safe and welcome daybreak… I’ve read through a lot of information, and if I rashly show that I already know about the strange environment around me, it would only cause danger to erupt ahead of time… However, I can’t just not do anything and leave my fate to luck… Wendel recalled all the dangers he had experienced before and quickly made up his mind.

He was prepared to immediately return to the steam locomotive, and stay far away from Utopia to a certain extent.

At least, most of the people there were normal, while the city was full of danger.

Of course, Wendel couldn’t just run back like that. He had to act normal, as though he had left the hotel in the middle of the night to return to the steam locomotive station.

Amidst his thoughts, Wendel put away his confidential report and stood up calmly. He put on his coat and put on his top hat.

one hand and an umbrella in the other,

giving off light that wasn’t bright enough. It added signs

corridor, the wooden floor beneath his feet made a slight creaking sound. It

forward

walked without any worries and

the stairs getting closer, he suddenly heard a

A slightly hoarse and intermittent male voice sounded

slowly turned back and saw the wooden door to the service room open. An attendant came out

quickly smiled and said calmly, “I have an important item on the steam locomotive. I’m afraid that someone would take it away, so I have no choice but to

softly grumbled, “A murder happened at the hotel. I don’t want to stay

The attendant bowed

the news.” Wendel nodded with a

in the night, he walked very carefully. Every step was like walking on the

Wendel, who had been on guard towards the attendant

items were hidden in the darkness, and the faint light from the outside cast a blurry silhouette, just like monsters eager to

looked ahead and walked through the dark lobby before reaching

some rustling sounds behind him. It was as if there were rats moving around, or it was as if someone

he held back his impulse to make a dash for it. He raised his head normally and

cold, fresh air and made

pace, looking like he was afraid of the night and

saw a signboard from the corner

“Utopia telegraph office.”

If I’m really trapped here and unable

to sneak in. Instead, he

that, he heard intermittent

made Wendel occasionally feel that there was no one inside, and at times, he

the sound of breathing

hair stood

figure was standing quietly

sending a telegram.

gust of wind left Wendel trembling in fear. He was afraid of

experienced the torment. Finally, he reached the entrance of the steam locomotive station and saw that the door was tightly

passed the umbrella to his left hand that was carrying his luggage, then went to the side and found a wall. With a press of his palm, he rose into

ground, Wendel heaved a sigh of relief and began walking towards the platform

that moment, an inaudible sound of footsteps could be

you doing here?” A

toes tightened as cold sweat

to get violent, he made his body

classic

for you to appear in such an

have to avoid