The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 143

Klein paced around the small firing range as he pondered over the intent of the Church of the Goddess Overnight regarding the path of the Seers.

Do they not want the Nighthawks to choose this path, or do they not want the Beyonders to be strong through this path? Therefore, they only revealed Sequence 9 Seer which was clearly a support type? The captain also mentioned that the Holy Cathedral might have a further recipe…

No, they didn't even give the herb names for Sequences Number 8 and 7 in the secret information I read. They simply described the battle characteristics of each Sequence ..In other words, they did not want the people below them to realize that the Church might hold the true formula.

Is there any chance that the Nighthawks who chose this path could be a "vindictive spirit" for the Antigonus family, and thus, the Church's higher-ups made this kind of decision? Or maybe there's another reason?

Klein suddenly felt extremely suspicious, an intense sense of alertness and vigilance, towards the Church's higher-ups. He began to reconsider whether he should openly submit a special application to become a Clown.

If there were some terrible secret behind this, wouldn't I jump myself into the flames? Frankly, I am not a person who can be placed under strict investigation …

But the Tingen branch had handed the Clown herb formula to the Church. Any Seer who knows this will hope to move forward. Isn't that ordinary? Sequence 8 is still considered a low Sequence, so do not invite too much attention…

The only problem was that it only took me a month to fully digest the potion and apply for a special request. If the higher-ups were familiar with the "method of acting", they would be able to realize what I was doing immediately. Of course, I have a reason; after all, I know Spirit Medium Daly. Old Neil, strict in obeying the Mystery Pryer proverb, was also my friend. The claim that I got inspiration from them and perfected the "acting method" is not too hard to believe.

Yes, even Daly got the attention of the higher-ups only after showing signs of digesting the Order 7 potion in three years, and is now nurtured to become the future Archbishop. Being at the Clown stage shouldn't have caught my attention too much—unless I fully digested the Clown potion in a few months, giving them confirmation to believe that I truly mastered the "acting method"…

In other words, applying for the Clown herb was not a risky move. I could proceed with the plan, but I should pay attention to this in the future. Huh, I have to take it step by step. I'll do the prophecy at home.

Klein calmed down and pulled his revolver out of its sheath before continuing his daily shooting practice and treatment.

The quality of the revolver he got from his schoolmate, Welch, turned out to be good. Without surprises, it will last long enough. Of course, he should praise Dunn and Leonard for teaching him how to nurture a revolver.

To be honest, it doesn't matter if it's broken. These are all things I can ask for compensation for. Klein looked towards the target, saved his revolver, and left the Shooting Club.

He took public transport back to 2 Daffodil Street. Before arriving at his destination, he saw a young woman pacing around at his door.

This woman was wearing a blue lacy dress, as well as a thin veiled hat. She is a classmate of Melissa—Elizabeth who has an adorable fat baby.

He quickly approached when he saw Klein arrive, taking off his hat to reveal his joyful face.

He stopped for two seconds before smiling.

"Good day, Mr. Moretti. I guess you just got back from Lamud City, right?"

Sorry, I came back in the morning .. Klein smiled.

"No, I came from Zouteland Street."

Yes, it was a very honest answer.

Elizabeth froze for a moment, then said happily, "Alright, my guess is wrong. I came looking for you because I wanted to tell you that I didn't have nightmares last night. I no longer dream about knights in black armor! This is exactly the same as your prediction!"

Of course the—wraith was completely purified by Sealed Artifacts 3-0782. I couldn't channel her spirit even if I was there, let alone your dreams. Klein laughed and replied gently, "I'm glad you're free of your troubles. I'm also very satisfied with my prophecy yesterday."

"Thank you, thank you again! All right, I have to go now, I still have lessons in the afternoon. See you, Mr. Moretti. I'll visit Melissa when I have ~ time" Elizabeth left happily, rented an angkot on the side of the road.

As the carriage began to move forward, she smiled and thought proudly, Melissa must have no idea how great her sister is…

…

It seems my explanation just now was useless. Young women prefer to trust their intuition and the truth made in their minds. He walked to his room.

He rested for a moment before he began to consolidate everything that had happened over the past week, including the questions he had yet to resolve.

After completing the task, he burned his notes, took out his pocket watch, and opened it.

"Hour half two? There were still fifteen minutes left.." Seeing that he still had time, Klein put on his oldest suit and headed to Smyrin Bakery on Iron Cross Street to buy a cup of sweet iced tea from Mrs. Wendy.

He drank his drink on his return, then sealed his room with a wall of spirituality at three in less fifteen minutes. He then took four counter-clockwise steps and entered the world above the gray fog.

In a quiet ancient palace, Klein conjured up a piece of goat skin and wrote a divination statement: "i must obtain the Clown potion through the Nighthawks."

He put down his pen and released the spirit pendulum on his wrist. He grabbed the pendulum firmly with his left hand, letting the topas hang right on a piece of paper.

He read the statement seven times. His eyes darkened and the pendulum in his hand began to spin. It rotates clockwise.

That's a positive answer, so it's natural. But it would be hard to tell the order after Clown. I had to seriously develop my Tarot Club. Klein did another prophecy to confirm his answer.

After this, he used his hand and punched the deep red star that represented the Sun.

He wanted to bring the young man from the Silver City early and ask if he revealed anything that had happened in this world to the six councillors. Otherwise, then Klein would have given him a better way to figure out what time the meeting would have started.

…

Derrick sat quietly by his bedside, waiting for the summoning of the Fool.

To avoid being around anyone, she didn't even go out of the house after she "go back." He almost finished all the food in his room.

Enduring his hunger and hearing the rumbling of his stomach, Derrick felt as if he was an undead wandering the dark plains. However, he remained silent as well not standing up.

At that moment, he saw a dark red color spreading in the air, quickly swallowing it.

A gray, boundless, cold, lonely world appeared in his field of vision once again. Sitting in the seat of honor, The Fool, obscured by a thick fog, appeared before him once more.

Klein was satisfied that his "callation" was not interrupted. He also confirmed that he did not face any immediate danger.

"Sun, we meet again," he said with a smile, using Jotun.

Derrick was surprised by what happened. He lowered his head.

"You are a fool who keeps his word."

"Other members will arrive soon. Before that, I'll confirm a few things with you first." Klein uses the Loen language this time, but wants a mysterious space to translate it into Jotun.

Those words rang out in the air, all the way to Derrick in Jotun. He asked curiously,

"What's the problem?"

Well, now that I have gained a certain level of mastery over Jotun, the mysterious space above the gray fog can translate anything I say in real time. This means I don't have to worry about Justice and The Hanged Man not understanding anything Sun says.... Sigh, why would a boss like me have to work tirelessly? Klein pinched the base of his nose. He laughed and shook his head.

"I will allow you to recite my name; remember the mantra I will tell you."

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog; the Yellow and Black King who has luck"

Derrick's pupils constricted when he heard that, but he did not dare to distract him. He read it over and over again in his heart, then confirmed it with the Fool.

"You should use a simple ritual and recite my name every time you return to the Silver City .. I will tell you beforehand for a meeting in the future. You don't have to pay too much attention to it on another day, nor do you have to avoid it. The moment you received my notice, isolate yourself within a thousand heartbeats." Klein told him the method he had been considering for quite some time.

It is basically a response to prayer.

Since he had to consider the situation regarding the Silver City, as well as save time, Klein chose to ignore the other ritual measures because it was a plea addressed to him.

"A thousand heartbeats?" Derrick muttered to himself.

Klein described the general idea of the Tarot Club to Derrick, then took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.

Derrick froze for a moment, instinctively looking at that astonishing object.

As the three people approached, Klein stretched out his hand and pressed down on the deep red star symbolizing Justice and the Hanged Man.

Derrick did not blink as he watched this. He saw a light burst out across and beside him, as two blurred figures extended from within.

Audrey Hall scanned her surroundings and suddenly froze. He then heard Mr. Fool is always calm.

"This is our newest member, the code name is Sun."

"This is Miss Justice, and that's Mr. Hanged Man's."

Latest member? Audrey was startled at first, then her shock immediately turned into excitement.

He was very happy to see the development of the Tarot Club. He feels like a protagonist.

The Algerian Hanged Man furrowed his brows, slightly irritated that the Fool would attract new members all of a sudden.

He should have at least mentioned it to us. But a great figure like Mr. Fool would not care about our feelings.

In this short process, Audrey entered Audience status and took note of the newest member of Sun.

"She should be quite young. Her body language tells me that she is a little nervous and in control. But she ends up maintaining a decent atmosphere of silence, giving off the feeling, hmm, of a lonely wolf, yes, a lonely wolf…" thought Audrey as she directed her gaze to the Fool sitting at the end of the long bronze table.

He said happily, "Fool Master, I've collected two more pages from Emperor Roselle's diary."