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.

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

get right down to work but prepared the special herbal

the black tea, he leisurely read the newspapers that he didn’t subscribe to at home. Then, he picked up the

a process and pace made him feel

difference was that Barton was still a little

concern didn’t turn into a

later, someone knocked on his office

cup and took a sip of his

director of the Compliance Department, Pacheco Dwayne, who didn’t

night?” asked Pacheco

didn’t

Pacheco nodded and smiled.

gotten rid

the “nightmare” he had had. Instead, he

a smile. “The police have already taken over this matter. It’s

already abandoned his faith in the Lord of

help that Pacheco had provided and his friendly attitude.

you treating?” asked Pacheco with

a pleasure to meet a friend like you.”

said, “Then I’ll wait at

“Before 12?”

from being grateful to him, Barton also felt that knowing the deputy director of the Compliance Department would be a great

In some aspects, he was

Barton sat

with a normal IQ, he could tell that the matters

was actually very interested in the details of the Tamara family’s fracturing and the secret history of the Fourth Epoch, and

knew that he couldn’t probe further. It was thanks to the great luck of an ordinary person for him to be able to see the tip of the iceberg without dying. If he

dare to take the

was probably the most worthless

while, Barton

tidied the items on the table and picked up the coat and top hat hanging on the clothes rack. He left the office and walked

Barton knocked on the wooden door

Pacheco opened the door and glanced at

I still have