The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 126's

Brother, you are too worried, not — you are very meticulous! Klein was suddenly excited. He smiled and said, "Melissa, your worries are very reasonable. It's true I'm actually a little hungry. Yeah, let me change my clothes and take a shower."

Even though his mouth was already watery, it was even more important to confirm the existence of Trissy's instigator!

No one knew what kind of crazy action that bastard would take to take revenge on society!

"okay." Melissa did not raise her head but continued her revision.

Knocks. Knocks. Knocks.

Klein ran to the second floor and entered his room.

He locked the door, took off his jacket, and an underarm holster. Then, he took out a simple silver knife from the drawer.

After sealing her room with a wall of spirituality, she took a breath, calmed her emotions, and walked four steps counter-clockwise.

After an ordinary spell, Klein appeared once again in a palace high above the gray fog. He was getting used to the crazy ramblings he heard during the transportation process.

After completing a few rituals that day, she massaged her temple as she was a little tired. He willed a piece of brown goat skin to appear on the long bronze table.

Klein thought seriously, then wrote a divination statement: "The existence of Trissy."

He wasn't sure if the name was written correctly, but he could use the girl's appearance and other detailed information as a guide as well.

He held the goat skin and leaned back into the chair. He recalled things related to Trissy in his head, then recited the divination statement seven times.

He empties his mind, closes his eyes, and enters a dream state with the help of Kogasi.

In the illusory scene amidst the fog, he saw a steam engine that spouted thick smoke and sparks. He also saw rows of leather seats in a clean train car.

Trissy was gentle and sweet-looking with her round face and long eyes sitting by the window. There was a checkered mesh hat on the table in front of him.

Klein repeatedly tried to confirm the train number, but he failed to distinguish it.

Immediately, he could not bear the pressure and abandoned his dream. A long bronze table and an illusionary red star appeared before his eyes again.

“I can only confirm that Trissy took the steam locomotive and left Tingen. There are no more clues.Huh, it seems like this mysterious space only helps me eliminate distractions, but it does little to raise the standard of my abilities.The prophecy.." Klein tapped on the edge of the table and thought of his next move.

Through divination, he could be fully confident that his target used to be the Tris Incitement. The new Trissy, however, had already escaped from Tingen. Given the circumstances, he doesn't think his new prophecy will help Dunn.

Klein quickly made a decision. "The captain has already said that he will send telegrams to Backlund, Enmat Port, and other major stops along the tracks, so that they will be placed on the wanted list across the country. I will not report the results of the prediction then, just in case it will arouse suspicion against me .." Klein quickly made up his mind, because regardless of his warning, it was not, Dunn had already used the most appropriate measures to follow up on the matter.

Since he could not see the train number in the dream prophecy, using the spirit pendulum and other methods would be just as ineffective, even if he attempted to do so by the process of elimination.

It was like a situation with a red chimney.

At that moment, she felt mentally drained, so she was no longer above the gray fog but shrouded herself with her spirituality and simulated the feeling of falling.

When he "returned" to his room, his mind was filled with delicious and sparkling mutton.

"i have to add some fennel..Praise Madam!" Klein swallowed his saliva, quickly put away the walls of spirituality, and opened his door.

…

The next morning at nine o'clock in less than twenty minutes, he entered the Blackthorn Security Company with a stick in his hand.

"Good morning, Klein! I have good news!" Rozanne waved her hands excitedly from behind the reception desk.

Klein's eyes sparkled as he asked, "We caught Trissy?"

"Trissy's? Who's she?" The green-clothed Rozanne looked lost.

"… You may not know him. What's the good news?" Klein shifted the topic.

Rozanne replied with a bright smile, "The Captain's request has been approved. The police department will move the two police staff members who have discovered the supernatural incident to become scribes here! I don't have to stay up all night! Praise Madam!"

"That's great news," Klein echoed sincerely.

After exchanging more pleasantries with Rozanne, he passed through the partition and went underground. He plans to continue his mysticism lessons.

As he passed through the Captain's office and the Nighthawks entertainment room, he bent his head and looked around. He saw that Dunn, Leonard, and the others were still there. That meant that the search and elimination investigation on the previous night had failed to return anything of value. The rest will be handed over to the police department, so they can take care of the tedious advanced tasks.

At first, Klein wanted to chat with the Captain to get the latest information on the situation. But he saw the Captain was busy typing a telegram, so he decided not to bother him. He could ask the Captain again at lunch.

He went underground by following the stairs and saw two classic gas lamps on their metal shelves. He looked at the always silent corridor that was illuminated by the light behind the glass.

He inhaled a cold but refreshing breeze, took a few steps, and suddenly stopped.

He suddenly looked towards the gas lamp and his brows gradually furrowed.

He made an important mistake!

A mistake that can only be made by someone with knowledge from Earth!

In his prediction over the gray fog the night before, Klein saw Trissy riding on a steam locomotive. Therefore, he subconsciously believed that it was something that happened at that moment.

But—the world has not found any electric lights or similar equipment. When the sky started to darken, there were hardly any steam locomotives operating that transported humans. Klein, who was used to trains operating at night, instinctively missed that fact!

It is a view of the future!

Which means it'll happen that day or the day after tomorrow!

Klein's heart stiffened and he paced. Then he went up again.

He knocked and opened the door to the entertainment room, and he saw that Leonard was reciting a poem by the window, looking helpless.

Klein ignored Kenley, Royale, and Seeka Tron who were playing cards. He looked at Leonard and said, "I have a question for you."

"Do you want to learn tricks to entertain women?" Leonard teases, putting down the Selected Poem by Roselle.

He walked out of the entertainment room and followed Klein halfway down the stairs leading to the underground. He then looked Klein in the eye and said with a laugh, "It seems like you did a successful prophecy last night."

Klein did not elaborate further but said straightforwardly, "I predicted that Trissy would go with a steam locomotive."

After their conversation at the work house in West Borough, he didn't mind appearing a little special in front of Leonard.

"The steam locomotive, the earliest train was seven o'clock in the morning." Leonard took out his pocket watch from his shirt and opened it to catch a glimpse. "There's no time to waste! I'll tell the Captain that I received a reliable tip."

He quickly climbed upstairs and left the Blackthorn Security Company. After leaving for a few minutes, he returned and walked into Dunn Smith's office.

Klein heaved a sigh of relief and saw the Captain sending a telegram after collecting the other Nighthawks who were playing cards. They leave the door immediately.

Given what happened earlier, he felt conflicted. It was a different lesson from the one he received from the death of a suitable clown. He had made a mistake with similar characteristics that made him seem to better understand this lesson, leaving a deeper impression on him.

Turning past the armory and entering the duty room, he took off his hat and coat, then hung it onto the clothes rack naturally.

Old Neil had just finished making ground coffee for himself. He happily sipped and asked, "Do you want to?"

"Good." Klein sat down, cheerfully as if he had returned home.

Old Neil glanced at him and frowned, quipping, "Still three sugar cubes with a spoon of milk? You are so sweet. It's dangerous to your teeth and body."

"No, no, no, I just love being sweet when I drink coffee. When I have grilled steak or grilled meat, I prefer rose salt, black pepper, fennel, and other seasonings." Klein has always believed that he is a fan of all tastes.

Old Neil finished his coffee quickly. He pushed her and said, "Do you want to take a break or start right away?"

"Let me calm down for a few minutes. The captain and team get a clue about Trissy's whereabouts, and they're on their way to the steam locomotive station. I wonder what the outcome will be.." Klein sighed.

Old Neil clicked his tongue and said, "Is the tip detailed enough? Are they sure which train it is?"

"No, it's not confirmed yet" Klein said, pursing his lips.

Old Neil suddenly laughed. "In such circumstances, the probability of failure is much higher than success. Trissy should be the Order 7 Beyonder and the Beyonder at that level won't be caught easily.Heh heh, do not rely on divination, divination is not omnipotent.you will only get symbolic signs that are very easy to interpret incorrectly or ignore something."

Klein recalled the mistake he made this time and felt melancholy. He nodded sincerely.

"Yes, the prophecy isn't very strong."

After he said that, he sighed. His mind, body, and soul suddenly entered a magical state. He leaned slightly back, intending to sigh. Just then, he suddenly heard a crushing illusory sound in his ears.

He felt something dissolving within him, fusing with his spirit.

Klein half closed his eyes and experienced a unique and indescribable feeling in silence.

Klein did not need anyone to tell him that it was the result of a complete digestion of the Diviner's potion.

…

The first city that the Tussock River passed through after flowing through Tingen City was called Wienia. It was also the first stop from Tingen to Backlund for a steam locomotive.

On the platform, Trissy changed into a long, cream-colored dress and wore a women's round hat. A fine mesh gauze hung on the tip of his hat, covering half of his face. His appearance became blurry and invisible.

He had already sent a telegram to his partner at Tingen, to remind others to be careful. He told them that he had used the money he had robbed to buy a steam locomotive ticket to Backlund.

The reason Trissy didn't take the train from Tingen but got off to Wienia was because she still had a rich instinct and experience as a murderer.

Woo!

A carriage rang a long and sharp whistle as the long metal giant stopped beside the platform while spouting smoke and sparks.

Trissy did not bring any luggage and entered the first cabin. At the same time, he decided to get off the train after three stations and enter Backlund through another method.

…

In the basement of Saint Selena Cathedral, Klein closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

He digested the potion completely, and he vaguely saw one after another illusory star. The stars seem to have a confusing relationship with him, and they seem to want to merge and merge into one.

After his indescribable hunger and thirst receded, Klein returned to normal and stopped having any additional experiences.

But my mind felt much more relaxed and pure.

At that moment, he knew that he had become a real and complete Diviner.