Lord of the Mysteries

The scene in front of him was so ordinary that Barton didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Although he vaguely felt that there was something familiar about it, he didn’t think that it was worth puzzling over it.

How could a daily scene not be familiar?

His gaze shifted as he looked up into the sky. He saw the crimson moon quietly hanging in the sky, shining with light, causing his mood to settle down involuntarily.

At that moment, Barton seemed to have let go of an invisible burden. His body and mind were unusually relaxed. He no longer had the same fear, anxiety, and frustration from before.

His spiritual intuition told him that Vernal’s matter had come to an end, and it would no longer affect his life.

“Holy Lord of Storms. Lord, thank you for your blessings.” Barton immediately struck his left chest with his right fist and muttered to himself.

Without anxiety and tension, he felt exhaustion overwhelm him like a flood. It surged from the depths of his soul, drowning his brain, limbs, and every cell in his body.

Barton couldn’t help but use the back of his hand to cover his mouth. He yawned, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He didn’t stay in the study any longer and turned around to leave. He returned to the bedroom and took a pleasant bath, enjoying himself as he drank a small glass of red wine.

That night, Barton didn’t dream anymore and slept exceptionally soundly.

When he woke up in the morning, his mind was relaxed and his spirits were rising. It was as if he had obtained a new life.

Looking at his wife who was still sleeping beside him, Barton carefully got up, changed his clothes, and walked around the neighborhood.

He had never realized how wonderful his district was.

The air was fresh, the environment was peaceful, and the scenery was pleasant. Even the pedestrians were cultured.

This made Barton’s mood even better. Once again, he deeply understood that the matter with Vernal had come to an end, and he had returned to his normal, peaceful life.

He maintained his mood and went home to enjoy breakfast with his wife and children.

During this process, he even told his wife about a joke he read in the newspapers and fulfilled his children’s tiny requests.

Seeing the smiles on his wife and children’s faces, Barton felt satisfied.

cane before heading out to take a trackless public carriage. He walked all the

He didn’t get right down to work but prepared the

didn’t subscribe to at home. Then, he picked up the letters and documents he had received and

and pace made him

a little worried about receiving yet another letter

concern didn’t turn

someone knocked on his

Barton picked up his cup and took a

Pacheco Dwayne, who didn’t have any characteristics that stood out but still managed

sleep well last night?” asked Pacheco as

didn’t hide

Pacheco nodded and smiled.

rid of the effects from this

“nightmare” he had

taken over this matter. It’s said that they

him, because Vernal had already abandoned his faith in

that said, he thought of the help that Pacheco had provided and his friendly attitude. He

you treating?” asked Pacheco with

a friend like you.” Barton stood

“Then I’ll wait at the Compliance

“Before 12?”

deputy director of the Compliance

he believed that Pucheco was just like him. In some aspects,

office, Barton sat down again, silently and

an ordinary person with a normal IQ, he could tell that the matters regarding

fracturing and the secret

probe further. It was thanks to the great luck of an ordinary person for him to be able to see the

past archaeological expedition made Barton not dare to take the

probably the

a while, Barton continued his

noon, he tidied the items on the table and picked up the coat and top hat hanging on the clothes rack. He left

on the wooden door in front of

the door and glanced at

I still have