The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 101's

Howes Street, Divination Club.

Klein pressed down on half his hat and walked along the stairs towards the main door.

He was not wearing formal clothes as he usually did. Today, he wears a white shirt and a light-colored vest, paired with a thin black jacket, making him look more vibrant than ever before.

This set of clothes was better suited for combat and only cost one pound, including the cost for the small pouch he sewed into the vest. Compared to the suit he bought, it was so cheap that it made his eyes glaze over.

He stroked the revolver in its sheath, as well as the metal bottle in his small inner pocket. Klein then took out the portrait and entered the Divination Club.

Without surprise, she meets a beautiful waitress, Angelica.

"Good day, Mr. Moretti. I thought you'd come just a few days later." Angelica was startled at first before she immediately revealed a brilliant smile.

Klein took off his hat and sighed.

"Good day, Miss Angelica. I dream during the day. I dream about Mr. Hanass Vincent and things related to him. You know that, as a fortune teller, as a fortune teller, I can't ignore any dreams. It could be a revelation of a divine nature."

Confused by her deceitful words, Angelica nodded in thought and asked out of curiosity, "What are you dreaming of?"

"I saw Hanass Vincent arguing with someone." Klein handed him a folded piece of paper in his hand.

As Angelica opened the portrait, she pinched her glabella and observed the color of her emotions.

"This person ..." Angelica saw a realistic portrait and was immersed in deep thought.

Klein saw his emotions turn into 'blue thinking', a normal reaction.

"This person ..." Angelica muttered once more. He slowly looked up and said, "I've met him before."

Klein's mind turned around as he immediately asked, "When is that?"

"i don't remember the exact date. Maybe a month ago? I saw him sending Mr. Vincent to the door and they were gently discussing something.I had a deep impression on him because of his thick and messy eyebrows, as well as Mr. Smile. A rare Vincent," Angelica described him as she remembered him. "Yes, he has a pair of grayish-blue eyes and, like most men his age, has a bit of hair on his head."

"Did you see him again before or after that?" asked Klein gently.

Angelica shook her head.

"No, I'm sure of it. I don't even know his name. To be honest, if it wasn't you, I would suspect that whoever showed me a portrait like this was a cop investigating Mr. Vincent's death. . Heh, I don't feel strange no matter what revelation you receive, because you are a true Diviner.

Forgive me, I am a policeman. Klein retorted in silence with a sigh and said, “A true astrologer will understand how small he is compared to the breadth of destiny. We can only see a blurred angle, forever receiving revelation, but never answering We must contemplate it constantly and keep our respect and fear in check. We must decipher these clues carefully and not see ourselves as intelligent people who have controlled fate."

Summarizing what he had discovered over the past few weeks, Klein suddenly realized that his Spirit Vision had become clearer. He could even vaguely see the details in Angelica's aura.

Back then, he felt like a myopic man wearing glasses that suited him.

This ... did my astrologer potion begin to produce clear signs of digestion? Klein was stunned in disbelief.

"i never imagined that a Diviner like you could still maintain fear and respect for fate. It's really amazing" Angelica said solemnly.

He had seen far too many people in the Divination Club who claimed to see the truth and change fate after learning some divination methods.

Klein retracted his gaze and chuckled.

"The more you know, the better you can understand how small we really are."

As he said this, he examined the condition of his body and pondered on his past experiences. He could basically narrow down the essence of the 'acting' technique into 'actions that corresponded to the name of the potion, comprehending the hidden laws governing the role, as well as strictly obeying these laws'.

Only by doing so could he change the state of his body, heart, and soul, making them closer to the rest of the soul in the potion, thus gradually digesting it.

Recognition of the identity of a Seer is only a factor on the surface. The reason why it makes one's spirituality feel light has to do with how feedback reinforces one's affirmation of a particular act of divination. And these actions collectively form the rules for digesting the fortune teller potion.

To help others interpret revelation and guide them in a better direction; yet constantly maintain fear and respect for fate. One should not be too selfish, too proud, or blindly believe in its interpretation.This is the law I can think of for now, as well as the essence of the 'acting' technique' that will guide me to the future. If it continues to be this successful, I don't need half a year. Maybe in two or three months, or even two to three weeks, I will be ready to digest the potion completely.

… The sign is very clear. No wonder the mysterious Mr. Zaratul said that the Beyonder would clearly sense it when the potion was fully digested. There is no need for anyone to teach them. This is what it is.. Just as now, although my Spirit Vision has been improved a little, I know very well that this is only a stopping point in the digestive process and not the final destination.

With this in mind, Klein could not help but thank the suitable clown for having taught him with his life!

If not for him, he would probably have spent months in the Divination Club, summarizing the rules of a Seer through various attempts—good or bad—before he started 'acting' strictly.

"Mrs. Moretti, sometimes I even think of you as a philosopher" Angelica said, sighing at Klein's reply.

"In my circle of friends, the term 'philosopher' is used to scold someone." Klein's mood is good.

With that said, he bowed, put on his hat, and left after saying goodbye.

Although Angelica did not know the man's name or identity, Klein was not depressed at all. What he learned was enough for him to be involved in the next phase of his plan.

…

Dunn looked at the portrait in her hand with her deep gray eyes.

"do you want to do a search for this guy?"

"Yes." Yeah." Klein had long prepared the reason for this. “Captain, didn't I already say that I would go to the Divination Club to observe the reaction of its members to Hanass Vincent's sudden death? appeared with Hanass Vincent once and secretly discussed something with him. I'm flipping through our team's investigative report right now, but I didn't find anyone similar to him in that report."

There is no gap in the description. Even if Dunn Smith brought this portrait to the Divination Club, she would get the same answer from Angelica.

Dunn took her eyes off the portrait and laughed.

"From the looks of it, the compensation fund is not in vain."

… Captain, aren't your memories bad? Why did you mention compensation at this moment .. Klein maintained a smile and did not say a word.

"Is this drawn by you?" Dunn asked in passing.

"Yes. I drew it with the help of ritual magic," Klein replied, completely honest.

Of course, speaking the truth and revealing the whole truth are two different things.

Dunn slightly nodded and said, "Tell Old Neil to make a few more sets.I'll ask Kenley and Royale to investigate and seek cooperation from the police department. If these clues are useful, you will contribute greatly once again."

"May the Goddess bless us." Klein tapped on the four dots on his chest as he looked extremely godly.

For her, all she needs from Dunn and her friends is to figure out the name and identity of the man in the portrait. He could tell his location above the gray fog!

…

Although this was his day off, Klein did not immediately return home after leaving the Blackthorn Security Company. Instead, he boarded a public carriage to the harbor and arrived in front of the entrance of the Evil Dragon Bar.

In his consideration, even though a Seer did not have the means to engage directly in battle with the enemy or the means to cast spells quickly, battles could be classified in many ways. Not all battles are accidental encounters. As long as he had enough time to prepare, a Diviner could also face enemies by using ritual magic. That was exactly how he resolved the magic mirror divination incident in Selena's house.

And this also means that it is best if an Astrologer carries essential oils, herbs, and small candles to avoid situations where they are not available when they are most needed, thus, it causes helpless death. After all, not everyone like Selena had such a wide variety of mysticism items that could be used.

As for who he applied for, since Klein practiced frequently, he had used most of them. He kept what was left in his small inner pocket.

He patted the paper money in his pocket and pushed open the door of the Evil Dragon Bar and stepped inside.

It was midday and there were not many customers in the bar. There was also no mouse bait or boxing match. It was quiet and not quite alive.

Klein observed the guests drinking beer and playing cards as he walked towards the billiard room leading to the underground market.

At that moment, he saw a muscular old man walking out with an Admiral's jacket torn off his shoulder.

"Are you the friend Old Neil brought last time?" Smelling alcohol, the blue-eyed, brunettes messy elder assessed Klein and laughed.

Klein guessed his identity and took off his hat and bowed.

"Yes, how can I call you?"

"Old Neil often calls you. I'm the boss here, Swain." The arm of the blue-eyed elder was thick and muscular. He had strong muscles and had the attitude of a military officer.

Former Mandate Punishing Captain Tingen.Rumor says that he was once part of the Royal Navy.Klein replied politely, "Yes."

"If you need money, don't hesitate to approach me." Swain laughed as she mentioned it before walking towards the bar counter.

At that moment, Klein's heart churned as he immediately shouted, "Wait a moment, Mr. Swain. There's something I want to ask you."

Swain halted her steps, turned around halfway, and said with a chuckle, "You guys look, yah— is so similar."

No, I had no memory problems. Klein's corner of the lips twitched as he pointed to the portrait he drew and asked, "Have you met this man before?"

He suddenly realizes that Selena has most likely been taken by Hanass Vincent to an underground market. This resulted in Elizabeth's knowledge of the Evil Dragon Bar as well. Then, could the man in the portrait who had a relationship with Hanass Vincent have come here before?

Swain watched closely and replied firmly, "I remember him. He asked if I had any documents or items related to the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range."

Documents and items related to the main peak of the Hornacis Mountains? Klein was shocked when he suddenly linked it to another matter.

Back when he borrowed an edition of the journal relating to the main peak of the Hornacis mountains in the Deweyville Library, the librarian casually mentioned that someone had just returned it. Therefore, he still remembers very intelligently and does not need to flip through his business card to determine if the man exists.

Could it be that the man who borrowed the journal edition before me became the one who was in the portrait?

The man who had witnessed the exchange of the Antigonus family notebooks.