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.

and an umbrella in the

was dark, with only a few gas lamps on both sides of the corridor giving off light that wasn’t bright enough. It added signs of human life to the silent environment in which he could hear a pin

creaking sound. It was so clear in the silent night that it

step forward and approached

worries and had no

he suddenly heard a squeaking sound behind

slightly hoarse and intermittent male voice sounded in

the service room open. An attendant came out and stood in the

quickly smiled and said calmly, “I have an important item on the steam locomotive. I’m afraid that someone would take it away, so

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

sorry.” The attendant bowed

a promise and

walked very carefully. Every step was like walking

been on guard towards the attendant behind

was present in the hotel lobby. All the items were hidden in the

the dark lobby

sounds behind him. It was as if

to make a dash for it. He raised his head normally and looked up at the sky which

cold, fresh air and made his way to the

was afraid of the night and eager to end

signboard from the

“Utopia telegraph office.”

office… Perhaps I can try sneaking in and send an emergency telegram to the Backlund headquarters and Eskelson military base. That way, I can look forward to the rescue from demigods… If I’m really trapped here and unable to leave, this will be

wasn’t in a hurry to find a place to sneak in. Instead, he focused his attention and listened to the movements

heard intermittent sounds of heavy

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

the sound of

of Wendel’s hair

standing quietly behind the door of the

thought of sending a telegram. He

even a gust of wind left Wendel trembling in fear. He was afraid of encountering an unknown

he reached the entrance of the steam locomotive station and saw that the door was tightly

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

sigh of relief and began walking towards the

of footsteps could be

A deep and hoarse voice rang

as cold sweat broke out on his

get violent, he made his

a classic glass lantern, followed by the staff member from

exhaled and grumbled, “It’s not appropriate for you to

have to avoid