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.

to take a trackless public carriage. He walked all the way to the Loen Relic Search and Preservation Foundation

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

tea, he leisurely read the newspapers that he didn’t subscribe to at

a process and pace

difference was that Barton was still a little worried about receiving yet

concern didn’t

later, someone knocked

Barton picked up his cup

didn’t have any characteristics that stood out but still

asked Pacheco as he stood at

Baton didn’t hide

Pacheco nodded and smiled.

like you’ve really gotten rid of the effects from this

he had had.

Pacheco replied with a smile. “The police have already taken over this matter.

already abandoned his faith

Pacheco had provided and his friendly attitude.

asked Pacheco with a

a pleasure to meet a friend

nodded slightly and said, “Then I’ll wait at the Compliance Department for

“Before 12?”

also felt that knowing the deputy director of the Compliance Department would be a great help

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

office, Barton sat down again, silently and slowly

IQ, he could tell that the matters regarding Vernal were very strange. It involved the

in the details of the Tamara family’s fracturing and the secret history of the Fourth Epoch, and

person for him to be able to see the tip of the iceberg without dying.

past archaeological expedition made Barton not dare to take the

curiosity was probably the most worthless

pondering for a while, Barton continued his

noon, he tidied the items on the table and picked up the coat and top hat hanging

knocked on the wooden door in front of

the door

minutes. I still