The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 150's

2 Daffodil Road. Klein nodded at Azik and quickly walked to the door of his house, picked up the key, and opened the door.

Melissa was already at home, so she heard a click from the door lock and quickly got out of the kitchen and into the living room.

Upon seeing Klein, he said with eyes beaming happily, "i bought groceries. There's chicken, potatoes, onions, fish, radishes, and peas. I even bought a small bottle of honey."

Sis, are you also used to the occasional luxury? Klein laughs.

"you should prepare dinner tonight. Count me because I'm going out of town. I probably won't be back until dawn. Yes, I'm helping Mr. Azik, a teacher from the Khoy University Department. History."

As he spoke, he turned to the side and pointed to the carriage waiting outside.

Melissa's lips opened and closed twice, before she pursed and said, "Alright."

Klein said goodbye to his sister and left. He boarded the chartered train that Azik had hired and traveled two hours and forty minutes to Lamud City.

It was almost nine o'clock. The sky was dark, and they could only rely on the red moonlight and the twinkling starlight that pierced through the clouds to illuminate the area without street lights.

After he instructed the driver to wait in the city, Klein led Azik towards the abandoned ancient castle.

As they walked, he realized that Azik was walking faster, to the point that he had to run small to follow him. In the end, Azik took the lead.

Klein wanted to say something at first, but cleverly swallowed his words as he looked at Azik's serious expression and pursed lips.

With such speed, they quickly arrived at the ancient castle.

The castle that was almost a ruin extended in four directions while the top of the tower looked silent, wild, terrifying, and dark.

Azik looked at the ancient castle and slowed his pace.

He stopped there and his gaze looked deep but lost, as if he was hovering between a dream and reality.

Suddenly, he groaned in pain, raising his hand to pinch his forehead while his muscles seemed distorted by suffering.

"Sir Azik, are you okay?" Klein asked carefully as he activated his Spirit Vision.

As they boarded the chartered train, on the way from Daffodil Road to Lamud City, he made a quick prophecy by throwing a coin to see if there would be any danger on their way.

But he believed that the prophecy was not entirely powerful, and he kept his vigilance to prevent misinterpretation on his part. Plus, Azik is quite mysterious. No one knows about her past, and it is uncertain how she would respond if she was stimulated by an encounter with her past. Vigilance and worry had accompanied Klein throughout the journey.

Azik did not immediately reply but took two steps forward with a sad expression. He relaxed the hand that was holding his forehead. He then pointed forward with a dreamy tone.

"I've seen this ancient castle in my dreams.

“Then, it was still complete with a sturdy outer wall and a tall spire.

“i remember there was a cage there, a water well there, and a barracks there. There is a garden that is used to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes…

"i remember there was a training field. My son, he's a boy. He was only about seven or eight years old, but he was happy to run around while dragging a sword higher than him. He said that he wanted to become a knight when he grew up …

"My wife always complains of being too gloomy in the castle. He likes the sunshine, the warmth…"

…

Klein looked at the color of his energy field, and what the man said made his scalp tingle. He was also slightly touched, as if he was experiencing a paranormal story of his own.

That ancient castle was really related to Lord Azik.. Could it be that he was really the first generation Baron Lamud, a transcendental being who had lived for a thousand and four hundred years? Is he a human or an evil spirit? Impossible, there was no such thing as evil spirits wandering in the broad sunlight and engaging with the Nighthawks… Klein could not help his thoughts and let them clash with each other to spark more ideas.

Just then, Azik stopped muttering and took a big step through the main gate.

He walked deep into the castle without Klein's guidance. He finds a hidden fixture with a clear familiarity and opens a secret door to enter the basement.

Gripping his staff tightly, Klein followed behind Azik. They walked down the stairs and returned to the place where there was a coffin.

Unlike the previous time, the coffin was closed and the feeling of warmth and purity was gone.

The coffin's closed. Must be Frye. This was his work ethic as a Corpse Collector.Klein nodded while thinking and saw the conflicted Azik walking in front of the coffin with his Spirit Vision.

Azik stretched out his hand to push the lid of the coffin until there was a gap.

He stared at the skeleton without a skull for a long time, and he suddenly wailed in pain and sorrow.

Azik staggered backwards with heavy footsteps. He staggered and fell against the wall before Klein managed to respond.

He covered his face with his hands and sat there desperately. The surroundings suddenly became darker.

Klein sped up his steps and stretched out his hand, but he pulled it back, not daring to disturb the man.

Back then, his spiritual perception told him that the current Lord Azik was extremely frightening, so terrifying that the dungeon became gloomy and terrifying.

Klein slowly moved closer to the stairs.

He trusted Mr. Azik's character, but he was afraid that the man would lose control.

In such an uncomfortable situation, he waited for a few more minutes. Then, he finally saw Azik lower his hand and stand up slowly.

"I remember something, but it's so small." Azik spoke in an emotionless tone.

Then, he looked around and said,

"I feel a power that makes your fate inharmonious."

"Huh?" Klein. Surprised, he asked in return, "Can you trace the source?"

The person behind the scenes who lives in the red chimney house creates coincidences in secret and comes to the ancient castle of Lamud to retrieve the head of the black armored knight?

What's he trying to do? What is his true intention?

"It's been too long, but, I want to try." There seemed to be a volcano that was about to erupt in the deep voice of Azik.

"How's it?" Klein asked curiously.

Azik walked in front of the coffin and stared at the skeleton inside.

"He took my son's skull. I want to find it through blood ties."

Your kid? Mr Azik, are you sure that the black armored knight is your son? So you really are an antique.. You really lost your memory after all this time? This is the price you have to pay to obtain such a long life? Klein took a deep breath in silence, feeling a strange sensation of interacting with the legendary creature.

Then, Azik reached out his right hand and suddenly cut off his index finger with his thumb.

A drop of fresh red blood accurately dripped onto the white skeleton.

It quickly seeped into the skeleton, and the entire skeleton suddenly turned blood red.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Klein suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying and felt that someone was staring at him from behind.

He pulled his revolver and pointed behind him before turning around slowly. However, nothing is visible. There's nothing behind him.

Even the stairs connected to the ground floor were gone!

Whoa! Whoa!

The sound of baby cries rang out in Klein's ears, and when he looked towards the coffin again, he was surprised to see many formless and distorted faces appearing amidst the billowing black fog. Then, they manifested a strange door.

Crunch!

The illusionary door opened and pale white arms stretched out, one after another, but they disappeared into the black fog in front of Azik.

Through the opening of the door, Klein saw a white skull. It was thrown under a chocolate tree and reduced to powder as a result of its elements.

Crunch!

Countless pale white arms were cut by the door that suddenly slammed shut as it fell to the ground.

Later, Klein heard ******* length, ******** weight of Mr. Azik,******* which seems to have a rich history behind it.

Along with ******, black fog spreads and the sound of crying baby stops. Everything returned to its original state, except the coldness that was accentuated.

Klein clenched his teeth and looked into the coffin. He saw that the red skeleton had returned to its original, crystal-clear white.

"sorry. I couldn't find it." Azik said in a heavy voice, turning his back to Klein.

At the same time, he closed the coffin.

"It's no surprise that we can't find him. It would be a great surprise if we could find him," Klein comforted him.

After all, I've been disappointed many times about this matter.

Azik glanced at the coffin in front of him. He turned around slowly and said, "i will continue investigating and I hope I can ask for your help."

"No problem. This is what I want to do." Klein resisted his urge to tell Azik about the red chimney.

Because there's no point in lifting it. He could only rely on himself to confirm his target.

However, it solves one of his main problems, which is how he had to involve the Nighthawks after he found a red chimney house. He did not believe that he could defeat a mysterious and terrifying mastermind by himself.

Now, he can ask Mr. Azik for help!

Azik widened his mouth, but said nothing in the end. All he did was sigh and walk towards the stairs quietly.

After leaving the basement and closing the secret door, the two of them walked along a path overgrown with weeds and thorny shrubs. None of them spoke as they walked back from the abandoned ancient castle.

In the dark night, Azik suddenly said,

"Until this matter is resolved, I will quit my job and leave Tingen, to search for my lost past."

"Sir Azik, do you know what happened to you?" Klein asked, failing to hide his curiosity.