The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 136's

This could not be true..How could Mr. Azik be the first in the baron line, Baron Lamud? This was a figure who lived fourteen or fifteen hundred years ago! No way, how can I be sure that the person in the portrait is the first Baron Lamud? Klein looked at the oil painting, his mind buzzing in confusion. It was like everyone around him had become a monster or a dream where the entire world was filled with gods.

He looked up and looked at the blond-haired middle-aged man. He reached out his hand to take the revolver from his scabbard and said in a deep voice, "This is not an antique. If you don't explain the situation, I'll arrest you and accuse you of fraud!"

He did not care if the prosecution was under the police department. His only goal was to threaten the man for information!

At the same time, Klein clicked his left molar twice to activate his Spirit Vision. Then, he noticed a change in the emotional color of his target.

The blonde-haired man jumped in fright and said in a muffled and panicked voice, "No, I'm not sure if it's an antique either. No, I heard that it's an antique, but I don't know much about such things. I don't even know many words, ya—words."

He looked around anxiously, seemingly about to scream for help.

Just then, he saw Klein adjusting his cylinder and hammer revolver. He looked as if he was going to shoot a suspect who was fighting back.

He suddenly stood up straight and stopped looking around.

"Where did you get that oil painting?" Klein asked heavily.

The blond-haired man's lips trembled as he said with a licked smile, "Officer, this is what my grandfather found in the ancient castle, over forty years ago. The outer walls and the room on the second floor collapsed, revealing these items, these items that no one could find in the past. One of them is oil painting. No, no, no, not this oil painting. The original oil painting has been torn and cannot be preserved. So, my grandfather found someone to make a copy of the painting. Mm, what you just saw, I didn't lie to you. Oil painting from forty years ago can really be considered an antique.”.

"Are you sure this is the first portrait of Baron Lamud?" Klein stroked the trigger and made sure the man's gaze did not move in the slightest.

The blond man chuckled and said, "I'm not sure, but I think so."

"Reason?" Klein almost laughed at the man's helplessness.

"Because there was no label on the oil painting," the blond man replied seriously for the umpteenth time. "Just like I'm called a Grey Bastard, my father is called Grey-Haired Curly, and only my grandfather is truly Grey."

Klein sighed in silence and asked, "Where is your grandfather?"

"In the cemetery, he's been buried there for almost two decades. Next to him was my father who was buried three years ago," the blond-haired man replied honestly.

After Klein asked a few questions from different angles, he adjusted the cylinder in front of the blond man and put it back into his scabbard.

He kept his police identity and turned around with his black jacket before walking towards the motel with his hands put in his pockets. He walked quietly along the street under the dim light shining from the houses lined up on both sides of the street.

I can't be sure if the portrait is the first portrait of Baron Lamud…

After all, the man in the portrait must have been a person from the past, at least a thousand years ago…

Other than her hair, she looks almost identical to Mr. Azik. Is this what we call reincarnation?

It used to be when Mr. Azik gave up his position at another university in Backlund and came to Tingen, perhaps it was driven by instinct…

Hmm, there's another possibility. For example, the man in the portrait is Mr. Azik and Mr. Azik is him!

Thinking of this, Klein felt jolted. He almost tripped on the front stairs.

He paced around the broken gas streetlights and tried to combine his knowledge of the world of information overload. According to his previous guess, he made a further conclusion.

Mr. Azik may become immortal for some reason, such as being a vampire. Could that be why he lasted so long?

That's not true. When was there ever a bronze-skinned vampire…

Plus, when I shook hands with Mr. Azik, I could clearly feel his body temperature and the fresh blood flowing within him.

Although he did not like the heat of the South, he was not afraid of the sun. He once competed in a rowing competition with another teacher under the scorching sun …

Hmm, there's another possibility. Lord Azik's Order Potion or some other factor gave him longevity, and the price for it was memory loss! Man, taking into account his various dreams, can I assume that he lost his memory as part of the cycle? Every few decades, he forgets his past and gets a new life. Then, her dream was the life she had lived before.Heh heh, it seems like I once read something like that in a novel…

I can't just rely on a prophecy to verify this.I have to look for traces of Mr. Azik's life, the traces are not childhood, but it starts immediately as an adult!

Klein started leaning towards his last guess. However, he was temporarily unable to eliminate the possibility of reincarnation.

He reined in his chaotic thoughts and considered carefully whether he should tell Captain Dunn about it.

If Mr. Azik was a Beyonder who lived for a thousand years, his abilities would be much stronger than I imagined…

He counselled me for goodness. However, it would be hard to tell if he would remain kind when I found a clue about his past.

Sighs. Looks like I have to foresee this matter in the world above the gray fog. This is the most appropriate choice for an Astrologer!

Klein made a decision and returned to the hotel quickly.

Since Dunn and Frye had not returned, he took advantage of the opportunity to get another room for one soli.

After he entered the room, Klein made a wall of spirituality with the help of the Holy Night Powder. Then, he took four counter-clockwise steps, passed through the crazy ravings, and arrived above the gray fog.

The tall palace stood tall and silent while the speckled ancient bronze table and twenty-two high chairs remained the same.

Klein took the seat of honor and made a brown goat skin and a black pen appear before him.

He took the pen and wrote seriously, "I must tell Dunn Smith about Mr. Azik."

Then, he took the topaz pendant from his left arm and performed a spirit pendulum divination.

The spirit pendulum prediction resulted in the pendulum spinning counterclockwise, which meant he could not tell her!

Laying the topaz pendant, Klein thought about it and decided to try the dream prophecy, just to be sure.

Therefore, he changed his prophetic statement to: "The result of hiding things related to Mr. Azik of the Nighthawks."

Klein held the goat skin, recited the statement seven times in his heart, and leaned back to enter a deep sleep.

He sees himself in an illusory, fuzzy, and distant world. He saw that he was struggling while drowning in a sea of blood.

Then, there was a hand that stretched out and pulled him from the sea of blood. The owner of the hand was Azik with bronze skin and a small mole near his ear.

The image was destroyed and rearranged. Klein saw that he was in the dark and gloomy final resting place of the emperor. The coffins around him opened one after another.

Azik stood beside her, looking ahead, as if he was looking for something.

Just then, Klein came out of the dream in an instant and saw an illusionary, gray, and boundless fog.

The symbolic meaning of the previous dream is, if I hide related things about Mr. Azik, I will accept his help when I am in danger in the future. Heh, that danger might happen because I helped keep a secret? I'll find some tombs with Mr Azik? Yes, perhaps the tomb had another symbolic meaning.Klein clenched his hands together and propped up his chin as he interpreted the contents of the dream prophecy.

Combining it with the results of his earlier pendulum predictions, he decided not to report his conclusions to the Captain, but only to suggest that the townspeople had taken the first portrait of Baron Lamud, who had been taken, and that the portrait looks like a history teacher at Khoi University. Klein wasn't sure that Dunn wouldn't hear it anywhere else, so he should at least mention it.

Of course, Dunn was unfamiliar with Azik and did not know about his recount and strange dreams, so she would have trouble connecting him. Klein even suspected that the Captain would not remember what Azik looked like.

Then, he stopped thinking any further and planned to leave the world above the gray fog. Just then, he saw the deep red star that had been silent all this time twinkling with a dim light again.

Klein expanded his spirituality with interest and looked at the young man who spoke Jotun again. He saw her kneeling in front of the pure crystal ball.

The young man was still wearing black tights that were different from the clothes of the countries in the Northern Continent. His facial features were blurry and distorted, but Klein could vaguely see his brownish-yellow hair.

He knelt there and prayed in an unusual tone of pain.

Klein leaned to the side to listen. He relied on the entry-level Jotun and barely understood what the young man was saying.

"O Great God, please direct your gaze to this land that you have left behind.

"O Great God, allow us, the Dark Ones, to be freed from the curse of our destiny.

"I'm willing to dedicate my life to you, using my blood to please you."

…

The Dark People.Great Gods. Klein muttered some key words and suddenly remembered the place once mentioned by the Hanged.

The Land Abandoned by the Gods!

It appeared in Roselle's diary as well! He even sent a fleet to look for him, but there was no result .. Klein narrowed his eyes and wondered if he guessed correctly.

He tapped on the end of the long bronze table with his fingers. After three taps, he came to a decision. He stretched out his right hand and touched the illusory crimson star.

The red clouds immediately exploded, and light flowed like water.