The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 226's

Cherwood Borough. Minsk 15th Street.

The satiated Klein sat in a recliner in the living room, next to a charcoal-burning fireplace.

In a warm environment like summer, Klein wore a white shirt, black vest, and thin trousers, while opening the newspaper in front of him as he flipped through the section with the most ads.

New types of transportation vehicles are in dire need of investment. Details to discuss in person. Klein read the ad twice before taking a pencil from the small, dark red table next to him and circling the message.

If there is no commission tomorrow or the day after, he plans to see if the so-called new type of vehicle has investment value—such things are impossible to know due to lack of adequate information.

I hope it is a product similar to a bicycle. Klein muttered to himself before suddenly hearing an illusory prayer echoing in his ears.

Who'sisthis? Miss Justice? Sir the Hanged Man? The sun? Or some officer at Backlund Bank copied my passcode? Thoughts flashed through Klein's mind as he put down the newspaper, returned to his bedroom, and locked the door behind him.

Taking four counter-clockwise steps, he entered the world above the gray fog. He saw that beside the seat of the Fool and on the edge of the ancient speckled bronze table, there was a clear and bright light that was emitting waves of light.

The experienced Klein calmly sat down and exuded his spirituality, touching the ripples of light in response to the prayer.

The scene before his eyes suddenly changed. It was an opaque sofa with a petite woman in a knight training uniform curled up on it.

He did not copy my passcode.He was reading a piece of paper. Klein suddenly realized the reason.

She should be one of the two Beyonders that Miss Justice mentioned who needed my examination …

After nearly twenty seconds of silence, Klein did not give any formal response. He planned to take the next step away at night. He will then test his reactions, attitudes, and ways of handling things to test his personality and abilities.

Of course, he would absolutely not force others to join the Tarot Club.

…

"A Fool who does not belong to this era .." Xio, who had just finished saying the phrase ancient Hermes, froze for a few seconds. Then, he suddenly straightened his back and sat up straight.

It seemed like this was the honorary name of a hidden existence! He realized this in horror.

Furthermore, his knowledge in mysticism and the various rumors he heard told him that once one recited the full honorary name of a hidden existence, it would often attract the attention of such an existence!

The consequences of such attention are mostly misfortune or can even be described as tragic!

Some of those hidden creatures were incarnations of evil gods and demons!

Furthermore, I read it in ancient Hermes, completely unprotected. Why did I concentrate so much effort in identifying the sentence and actually read it in my head. Xio looked around in horror, afraid an indescribable monster suddenly appeared in his house.

Sofas, tea tables, cupboards, dining tables, chairs, oil painting, and other items were all reflected in his eyes, without any changes.

After almost a minute of heightened vigilance, Xio relaxed a little and comforted himself, "Don't worry, don't be afraid.I just said a respectable name and didn't follow through with prayers.

"This is an incomplete ceremony, so it should not attract attention.

"In addition, there is a high probability that the name may have been translated by the owner of the paper based on a special symbol left behind by Emperor Roselle. That might not be true."

But, but I heard that if the gods and evil demons arouse interest, they will still respond even if the ceremony is not finished, xio's face shriveled into a grin. . He felt he had made a big mistake.

After waiting for a few more minutes, he slowly exhaled while inflating his cheeks when he realized that there was no obvious response.

He stuffed the piece of paper back into Loen Kingdom's "Aristocratic History" as he entered the bathroom with a heavy heart. He turned on the faucet and tried to use cold water to clear his mind.

Reverse!

As the nearly transparent water flowed down, Xio bent his back and stretched out his palm to fetch water.

Just as he was about to apply cold water to his face, he saw a long, slightly curly brown hair in the mirror through the corner of his eye.

As for him, he had unkempt shoulder-length yellow hair.

Suddenly, Xio's hair stood up.

He stomped on the ground and, with the thrust of his hand, he shot backwards, turning his body in half and slamming the entity with his elbow.

Pow!

He leaned against a warm body, causing the other party to let out a familiar shout before falling to the ground.

Xio stopped his next action and looked at his good friend who was hugging his agonized stomach, with tears streaming down.

The corner of his mouth twitched without him noticing as he said, "Fors, when are you back?"

Fors did not answer immediately. It took a long time for him to overcome his pain. As he slowly stood up, using the wall as a buffer, he grumbled, "I just came back. Xio, are you crazy!? Why are you attacking me without seeing clearly! And you hit me so hard!"

"Where did you come in from?" Xio asked awkwardly.

"Through the bathroom window. Wh why? Is there a problem? As an Apprentice, it's normal not to carry the key," Fors replied bluntly.

Xio straightened his back and put away all responsibility.

"Then why didn't you go through the door? You really are scaring me now!"

He stopped as he asked suspiciously, "However, isn't your reaction too exaggerated?"

Xio struggled for three seconds, choosing between losing his dignity or losing his life, before honestly answering, "I-it's because I made a mistake, a fatal mistake."

"What mistake?" Fors asked, rubbing his stomach as he felt confused and worried.

Xio hurriedly told the whole story of how he found the interlayer on the cover of the book and found an old piece of paper inside. Then, he accidentally recited a suspected spell in ancient Hermes secretly. What he read seemed to contain the honorable name of a hidden existence.

"You... Where's your brain? It should be okay. His trial was not finished, and who knew whether it was real or fake.." Fors looked around, and for some puzzling reason, he felt cold.

He follows Xio back to the living room and sees a yellowed sheet of paper, as well as Roselle's special symbol, and a sentence written in ancient Hermes.

After a quick glance, Fors, a professional researcher in mysticism, nodded and said, "It's not the evil gods, demons, and secret existences that I know of. It should be fine.

"In addition, nothing happened until now. That means everything's gonna be okay."

Seeing Xio relax, he thought about the pain in his stomach, so he deliberately added maliciously, "Of course, if something really happened, he said, there's no way we can save ourselves with our meager abilities."

Xio's face paled as he said, "Fors, let's sleep together tonight. Forget it, I'll sleep alone …"

Fors raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Alright. Actually, you don't have to worry about that. Think about it, I hear strange murmurs whenever there is a full moon, but I see no signs of me going crazy or losing control.

"Well, we have to study the other three books. If there was the same paper and the same spell, it meant it was most likely a joke from Viscount Glaint."

The duo hurriedly flipped through the "Image Studies" and other books and examined them closely, but they found nothing else out of the ordinary.

Xio looked at Fors, who stared back at him, turning the atmosphere into a somber one again.

"Should we sneak into the middle of Saint Samuel Cathedral tonight?" Xio came up with inspired advice.

It was the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess Overnight in the Diocese of Backlund.

"Why not Saint Hierland's Cathedral? I don't think the Goddess of the Night will protect me.." Fors subconsciously replied.

It was the headquarters of the Church of the Steam and Machine Gods, located in St. George Borough, adjacent to many large factories in the southeast.

The two women with different beliefs fell silent again, and after a while, Fors sighed and said, "And that will make us eventually become targets of Nighthawks or Machinery Hivemind. That might be the purpose of that hidden existence.

"Alright, sleep. We'll know the answer tomorrow morning. If nothing happens then, it means everything will be fine."

…

In the middle of the night, the deep red moon was covered in clouds, and the stars were barely visible in the sky above Backlund.

Klein instinctively woke up, lifted his blanket, got out of bed, and entered the world above the gray fog.

He sat in the high back seat of The Fool. She plans to respond to Miss Justice's companion and proceed with the 'checkout process.'

At that moment, he suddenly had a new idea.

Perhaps he could try and see if he could pull her into a world above the gray fog in the current situation!

The young lady must have fallen asleep, and even if I succeeded, she would probably take it as a dream that seemed clearer than usual, I can disconnect in time to prevent him from seeing his surroundings clearly…

After repeatedly considering the matter, Klein stretched out his hand and tapped on the rippling ring of light to form a connection with it.

Suddenly, Klein felt his spirituality surging in an unstoppable manner, causing the mysterious space above the gray fog to tremble slightly.

Just when Klein thought that his spirituality would be completely drained, everything calmed down. A blurry and distorted figure appeared on the edge of the long bronze table.

In his daydream, Xio opened his eyes sleepily and saw endless mist, an ancient high back seat, and a dark figure watching him.

Klein was overjoyed and immediately cut the connection according to his plan.

The blurry little figure disappeared, but within the grayish-white mist, a red illusory star appeared.

Klein looked at this scene and confirmed one thing. As long as one shouted his name, he would be able to pull that person into a world above the gray fog. The red star is a symbol of stable connection.

However, there are certain limitations. With my current strength, at most, I can establish another connection.Hmm.Based on my previous experience, my current spirituality can only attract Beyonders whose Sequence is higher than mine, and it is not necessarily a success. This was only an initial assessment, so it shouldn't be a problem if it was someone who was in the same Sequence as me or lower.

There was no need for him to respond. His efforts are enough.

…

Xio sat in his sleep.

He had been worrying about the potential danger of chanting the name of honor all the time. Not long after he fell asleep, he dreamed of a mysterious space, and a gray misty figure stared at him from above.

The dream was so vivid, so clear that Xio felt fear.

He saw Fors sleeping beside him and thought shakily, Is this a nightmare caused by fear, or because of the attention I gathered from some hidden existence, which results in being haunted by evil spirits?

Yes.. There will be a meeting of Beyonders tomorrow night. Besides buying the formula, I need to find a person who is good at casting out evil spirits to purify myself.