Lord of the Mysteries

All of a sudden, the muscles on Wendel’s back began to tense up as if he were about to explode.

He was shocked and doubtful as several guesses flashed through his mind.

The residents of Utopia are monsters in human skin. They usually look normal, but once they encounter blind spots in logic, they would show a side that is different from an ordinary person, ignoring the points that are obviously problematic?

Or perhaps that staff realized that I was lying and was unwilling to deal with me, so he pretended not to see me and let me go? But why?

Yes, carrying my luggage to the bathroom can be explained away as me being afraid of losing my luggage, but the entire platform is sheltered. There’s no need to take the umbrella. Besides, the rain had already stopped…

Wendel instinctively turned his gaze out of the window, only to see the sunlight shining on the platform he was at. One by one, passengers waited in order behind the safety line, completely different from the dark and gloomy vibes that Utopia gave off.

Phew… He exhaled and suddenly relaxed.

This isn’t Utopia… I’ve already left… Wendel murmured to himself as he wiped away the cold sweat that had seeped out from his forehead.

When he recalled his oversight earlier, it was as if he had fallen into a nightmare that he couldn’t wake up from no matter how hard he tried.

After a while, Wendel stood up and decided to smoke at the platform to ease his mood.

The tobacco comforted him greatly, allowing him to recall his past experiences in Utopia.

During this process, he gained inspiration from his encounter:

Maybe it’s because I sincerely helped Tracey, so that staff member intentionally ignored my problematic actions and let me go?

Compared to the entire population of Utopia being monsters hiding underneath human skin, Wendel was more willing to accept this explanation.

At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw the conductor talking to a group of people in a corner.

Wendel took a few steps forward, trying to hear what they were saying.

With the help of his hearing that transcended the normal limits of hearing, he vaguely heard the conversation from a distance that wouldn’t incur suspicion.

“Last night, the station… Utopia…”

“Doesn’t exist… in the kingdom…”

“Please keep it a secret…”

Wendel’s brows twitched slightly. Based on the description of the document near his chest, he roughly understood what the train conductor was talking about.

They were saying that the kingdom didn’t have a station known as Utopia at all, and last night, the steam locomotive had gone “missing”!

At that moment, a strong sense of horror surged through Wendel’s heart again. He felt that it was his greatest blessing to be able to leave Utopia alive.

…

spent nearly a week before returning to Backlund from

he had visited the family of his deceased comrades, his old friends, the elders who had returned to their fief for vacation,

more tiring than participating in battle,” Alfred

and pointed at the

your room and get some

the mental

surveyed the area and asked with a smile, “Where’s the most

for a moment

laughed and said, “Audrey went to her foundation and will only return in the afternoon. She kept complaining that you couldn’t provide her with a

now a cabinet secretary. He’s

nodded and returned to his room to take a shower. He changed into a shirt, vest,

looked into the mirror and smiled at his

adjutant said as he handed him the document in his hand. “General, this is from

seal on the envelope. “There’s a result regarding the investigation of

could finish his sentence, he pulled out the document and flipped

process, Alfredo flipped through the pages slower and slower. In the end, he read it again from

main content of this investigation was divided

regarding the MI9 member who had dispatched Alfred’s report. He had accidentally entered Utopia and witnessed a murder case. He managed to forcefully escape in the middle of the night and return to the steam locomotive. The second was that the railways in Desi Bay which led to Backlund didn’t have a stop named Utopia Station along the way, nor was there a harbor known as

two cases didn’t exceed the limits of Alfred’s imagination. What surprised him was the criminal involved in the

of a hotel. She had received middle-class education and graduated from grammar school. After that, she became a mistress of a businessman. Recently, she was trying to

to the owner of the harbor hotel, Tracey, that Alfred had met. Every

beautiful woman who had received a certain degree of education, who was able to produce sad music in the middle of the

Alfred

very realistic. It wasn’t what

to lead their own lives. They had their

to not exist in the real world, it was similar to any

they have to be in the right place at the right time… Alfred nodded indiscernibly and put away the investigation report he had

even if this matter ended here, he had no intention

Southern Continent, there were countless bizarre incidents and phenomena. If one was too curious,

mood, Alfred came to his father’s study and knocked on the door with

on in.” Earl

his blond hair, pushed

and

would say such words to a man,” Alfred

rebellious youth,” Earl Hall said with a smile. “You’re already a Sequence

replied with a double entendre, “Yes, I am a real

Hall nodded and suddenly

a lot of

I know, no matter if it’s the potions or war, they will bring serious damage to people,

pain in

a

state is even better. As long as I grasp a method properly, I don’t need to worry too much about the

instead said, “Your sister has also become