The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 211

In the basement of Saint Selena Cathedral, in the guard room outside Chanis Gate.

Leonard Mitchell was leaning on the back of his chair, his legs propped up on the table. His eyes were empty without focus.

Even though he had been healed using ritual magic, he still looked terrible, as if he had obtained a reprieve from a severe illness without fully recovering.

Right now, the powerful Beyonders sent by the Sacred Cathedral were making another seal behind the Chanis Gate ever since Saint Selena's ashes were gone. They had conflicting opinions; some wanted to fill in the gaps of strength using new sacred objects, while others believed that there was no need to go through all the trouble. After all, to the Church of the Goddess Overnight, sacred objects were rare and extremely precious. What they suggest is lowering the presence of the Nighthawks in Tingen and moving artifacts with life characteristics or artefacts that are difficult to seal to the headquarters in Serenity Cathedral in the Diocese of Backlund, it only leaves artifacts that can be controlled more easily.

They intended to send a telegram to propose a meeting of the higher-ups, to get votes from archbishops and high-ranking deacons.

Leonard was not interested in this debate. He felt as if he had become an undead, without sadness, sadness, anxiety, or excitement. He's numb abnormally. He doesn't want to face anyone. All he wanted was to stay alone in the corner.

At times, he would get confused as to why the "killer" would only take on Klein's Beyonder characteristics and leave Captain Dunn Smith's characteristics intact.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Footsteps echoed in the corridor. A look of Tron, whose right arm had been bandaged, appeared at the door of the guard room.

While Klein and the others attacked Megose and attempted to save Tingen City, she and the Guards at Chanis Gate did battle against some of the Closed Artifacts. If not for the timely arrival of members of the Mandated Punisher and Machinery Hivemind, or the arrival of reinforcements from the Holy Cathedral, he might have also lost his life.

But even so, the old Keeper failed to hold on to the end. He fought to the death, under the call of duty.

"Leonard, I found an unencrypted telegram in the Captain's office. It was sent by the Holy Cathedral," Seeka Tron said.

Leonard's green eyes moved slightly, finally coming back to life. He vaguely recalled the sound of a new telegram coming in, but the battle was about to begin. He and Klein did not have time to pay attention to her.

"What's that saying?" Leonard noticed that his tone was very hoarse.

A white-haired, black-eyed Tron replied without hesitation, "Beware of Ince Zangwill. Beware of Closed Artifacts 0-08."

"Ince Zangwill, the archbishop who betrayed the Church, the Gatekeeper who failed to come forward.Closed Artifacts 0-0, an ordinary quill pen.." Leonard muttered at first as he searched for his memory, then he tilted his head to the side.

He suddenly narrowed his eyes, a feeling of despair and sadness disappeared from his body.

"So so ..." Leonard pulled his legs back and stood up, his green eyes burning with passion.

He looked at Seeka Tron and said, "i intend to apply to join the Red Gloves."

The Red Gloves are the code name for the elite team of Nighthawks. Under normal circumstances, Nighthawk teams are stationed locally and have territory under their jurisdiction. They are not allowed to catch criminals outside their jurisdiction without permission. Thus, some criminals would change their location after every crime, making it very troublesome for the Nighthawks.

To deal with this, the Church of the Goddess Overnight set up the Red Gloves. They were carefully selected elites, some even had incomplete holy objects. Their mission is to strengthen the Nighthawk team that has asked for help, as well as track and arrest the perpetrators of the crime without any restrictions.

In some circles, they are also called "Pursuers" or "Dog Hunters".

"Red Glove's? But their lowest requirement was Sequence 7. In addition, the danger the Red Gloves faced was many times that of an ordinary Nighthawk Squad," Seeka Tron said worriedly and doubtfully.

Leonard smiled coldly.

"I'm almost forward immediately."

His eyes became cold. He clenched his teeth and said to himself.

I want revenge!

Ince Zangwill, you must live until the day I become strong enough!

"All right.." Seeka seemed to have guessed Leonard's mind. He sighed. "Nearly half of our team will be a new face. It's rare to see a Nighthawk team become so devastated …"

Leonard's expression darkened. He clenched his teeth and asked, "Is the corpse ready?"

"Yes." Yeah." Seeka nodded without looking.

Leonard suddenly stepped towards the door.

"I'll tell their families."

I'll handle the scene I least want to handle.

I'm gonna do it…

…

At 2 Daffodil Street, Melissa sat on the sofa, checking the three tickets in her hands. He was looking at the words, the printed date, and the seat number.

Benson sat next to her, observing his sister with a smile. He has a relaxed posture.

Suddenly, they heard the doorbell. Ding dong, ding dong.

Melissa glanced at their busy maid, Bella, then she brought the three tickets and stood up, looking a little confused. He quickly ran to the door.

His black hair was more lustrous than before, his face was no longer thin. Its skin color has a reddish color, and its brown eyes appear brighter and energetic.

Turning the handle and opening the door, Melissa froze for a moment. He did not recognize his visitors.

It was a young man with black hair and green eyes. He looked handsome, but his face was very pale. Hidden in his eyes was a deep sadness.

"May I know who you are?" Melissa asked, feeling a bit lost.

Leonard specifically wore a black formal coat over his white shirt. He said in a hoarse voice, "i am your brother's co-worker, Klein.

Melissa's heart suddenly stopped beating. He instinctively tiptoed to look behind Leonard but paid no attention to anything.

He said with a strange vibe in his voice, "Where is Klein?"

Leonard closed his eyes, taking a breath as he said, "i'm so sorry, your brother Klein died at the hands of evil villains when he tried to save others. He's a hero, a true hero."

Melissa widened her eyes slowly, her body trembling invisibly. The three tickets in his hand fell helplessly onto the floor.

…

Sitting in Moretti's living room, Leonard did not dare to stare directly at Melissa and Benson.

But he could not stop what kind of scene appeared in his mind.

The girl who was full of youthfulness and spirit opened her eyes wide. He did not speak, and his eyes were not focused. His silence made him look like a puppet.

The man who was slightly similar to Klein maintained a normal posture, but he would become dazed from time to time. His words came out slowly.

"That's the crux of the problem.I'm so sorry that I couldn't prevent it in time. The Blackthorn Security Company, the police department, and those he helped had promised compensation lost about 6000 pounds .." Leonard said, as his eyes looked around.

Suddenly, Benson cut him off. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Where is his body? I asked where Klein's body was?"

He pursed his lips and stopped.

"When can we see it?"

"In company. You can see it now" replied Leonard, unable to cover up his grief.

"Good." Benson moved his stiff lips with great difficulty. "Let me use the bathroom first."

Without waiting for Leonard to answer, he quickly entered the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

He stood in front of the sink and turned on the faucet, letting the water flow.

He leaned over and repeatedly splashed water on his face.

As he did that, his actions suddenly stopped. Nothing has changed for a long time, leaving only the sound of running water echoing in the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Benson lifted his head and looked in the mirror. He saw his face covered in water droplets, the redness in his eyes was impossible to hide now.

…

A few days later, at the corner of Raphael's Cemetery.

After completing Dunn's funeral, crowds gathered in front of the new tombstone. On it was a black-and-white photo of Klein, a very scientific photo.

Melissa stood in front of the grave, her eyes unfocused. Beside her, Elizabeth kept wiping away her tears.

Leonard, Benson, Frye, and Bredt carried the coffin and walked over, lowering the coffin into the grave.

After the priest gave individual speeches and prayers, the grave was filled with soil, covering the black coffin bit by bit.

At this moment, Melissa knelt down and threw the copper whistle she found on her brother's body.

Leonard turned around and looked at the sight, his heart grimacing. However, he admired how powerful this girl was. He knew that this girl did not cry after receiving bad news. Instead, he remained silent pitifully.

The tomb was flattened and a stone slab was placed on it. Leonard takes a last look at Klein's tombstone. There are three lines on his tombstone:

Big brother best, brother,

Best brother, brother,

Best colleagues.

Under the sad atmosphere, the members of the Blackthorn Security Company gradually left. Selena and Elizabeth also bid farewell to the urging of their families. The only people left behind were Benson and Melissa.

"i'll get a chartered train .." Benson was in terrible shape, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

"Good." Melisa nodded.

After seeing her brother leave, she turned to look at the tombstone.

He squatted down and buried his face in his arms.

After a moment of silence, Melissa suddenly scolded, "Stupid!"

She was crying while crying in silence. Her tears would not stop.

…

At night, at Raphael's Cemetery.

The copper-skinned Azik stood in front of Klein's grave while holding a white flower. He did not speak for a long time until he finally sighed and muttered to himself, "Sorry, I'm ten minutes late. But I think I know who it is …"

He leaned over and put down a bouquet of flowers before turning around to leave the grave. She also left Tingen, but she did not take the copper whistle.

The place was silent and serene under the illumination of the red moonlight.

Suddenly, the stone slab that sealed the grave opened. A pale hand was stretched out from the ground.

A hand out!

Whooshing sound!

The tombstone was removed. The coffin lid was pushed open. Klein sat up straight and looked around, lost.

Her memory was still frozen on the scene with new leather boots, and the palm of the hand holding Saint Selena's urn of ashes. Everything after that felt like a dreamless sleep.

Klein instinctively lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt. He looked to the left side of his chest, only to see that his wound was broken and his lost heart was writhing as it healed, similar to how he recovered from the bullet wound in his temple when he looked in the mirror. The only difference is that this time, the recovery is much slower and much more difficult.