The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 268

When the steam metro arrived on the south bank of the Tussock River, Klein rented a train and headed to Aston Cemetery on the outskirts of South Borough, which is run by the Church of the Steam and Machine Gods.

Under the darkness of twilight, the trees around the grave seemed to flaunt their fangs and brandish their claws, blocking the light like monsters lurking in the darkness.

After the carriage driver picked up the 4 soli Klein paid for, he looked at the grave and muttered, "Do you need me to wait here for you?"

"No, there's no need. I'm here to visit a friend." Klein came up with an excuse, and he immediately noticed the change in the driver's face.

This is a graveyard visiting a friend whose sky is dark.The driver can hear his own heart pounding.

Klein gasped, smiled, and added, "He is the guardian of the tomb here."

The carriage driver was immediately relieved, but he did not dare to stay. He quickly rode a horse and left.

Klein circled the grave until night had really come.

After dark, the emission of smoke and dust decreases a lot. In addition to the biting cold wind, the mist in the air was thinning even more. Although only a few stars were visible, the red moon appeared clandestinely, covering the ground with a veil-like glow.

Klein tapped his chest four times clockwise, pulling out the red moon. Then, he put on his gloves, pushed himself past the iron fence, and entered the grave.

He looked around with a high degree of caution, randomly found a secluded corner, took out an Azik copper whistle, and held it in his hand.

Not far in front of him was a tombstone. The photo on it was dirty, and the tombstone looked extremely blurry under the moonlight. Klein carefully read it for a few seconds before figuring out what it was.

"Friends, if you pass by, help me stand up. Thank you!"

A very funny man .. I chose you! Klein stopped, leaning against the trees that protected the grave from the sun and rain, and waited patiently in the cold and cold night.

He threw the Azik copper whistle before catching it firmly, repeating it several times to pass the time until twenty minutes later.

There was no sign of the dead coming back to life. Klein closed his pocket watch, scanned his surroundings, and confirmed the results.

I'll be back here in two days to see if there are any additional changes. If there is none, it means that Mr. Azik's copper whistle will not be able to hit the corpse that has been buried through priestly rituals. Klein silently muttered to himself, and he stuffed the ancient and beautiful copper whistle back into his pocket.

There are three types of funerals in Loen Kingdom. The first type had coffins and corpses, suitable for the middle and upper classes who lived abundantly. The second type is the one that has no corpse, so cremation is held. The remaining ash was put in the urn. It was a low-middle-class option and a technical worker who could pay for cremation but found the coffin too wasteful. But there are also times when religious and governmental factors have an impact, such as the adherents of the Eternal Blazing Sun. Most of them underwent cremation, and the poor only had to pay a small fee for cremation because of the help they received from the government.

The third belongs to the poor. They couldn't afford the coffin, and they didn't want the cremation, so they just wrapped up the corpse and buried it.

But Klein had determined from tombstones and tombs that his experimental target was the kind involving coffins and corpses.

If Azik's copper whistle could really cause the dead to rise, even if the target had decayed into a pile of bones, there should be no reaction at all. Even if the lid of the coffin could not be opened, it would at least cause a thud.

As he walked towards the fence, Klein suddenly thought of a less rigorous part of the experiment.

Yeah, I need to categorize it. The bodies here have been buried long enough.I have to find the target that was just buried.

Only by doing so will I be able to come to the most accurate conclusion.

Afterwards, Klein basically played a cat-and-mouse game with the grave guards before finding the grave that had completed the funeral service during the day.

This time, he waited for half an hour, but he still did not find anything abnormal.

Phew, I can basically determine that Mr. Azik's copper whistle cannot affect the corpses that have undergone soul-resting rituals. It's pretty weak, no—it's not true. This copper whistle was not meant to make the dead come alive. This was used to summon messengers, so affecting corpses was a negative effect! Klein tightened his double-breasted coat and walked towards the iron fence.

He planned to return home to change clothes before trying his second experiment.

The target of the second experimental group was a recently deceased corpse that had not been buried through the ritual.

Such targets are often in hospital morgues!

Climbing the fence, Klein walked back to the South Borough on foot on a dark and gloomy night. The surroundings were very quiet and silent. Only the trees were always green and covered in dust that swayed lightly.

It reminded him of the night he was raised from the dead. At that time, he also had to walk from the cemetery to the city.

Sigh. Klein sighed and suddenly started running, as if trying to dispel the depression that filled him.

More than half an hour later, he rented a train in the South Borough and headed for the nearest steam metro station.

There is still about an hour before the metro stops running, and this can save you a little money.

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In the early hours of the morning, Klein changed into a grayish-blue worker uniform and put on a hat as he headed for St.'s Hospital. Estin in the Backlund Bridge area.

This is a charity hospital belonging to the Church of the Steam and Machine Gods.

Many poor people died here because of illness, and because there was no place for them to put their bodies, they had to be kept in the hospital morgue. There, bodies await cremation from the government or are donated to medical school. This phenomenon is very common in summer, but not much in autumn or winter after cooling.

However, in an era without AC or equipment to keep temperatures cool, hospital morgues could not keep corpses for too long. The donated bodies will be embalmed immediately and the bodies that will be buried the next day will be cleaned. Of course, this is a rule that is enforced in the summer. In autumn and winter, the rules were relatively relaxed; therefore, there were still many corpses left overnight in the morgue during this period.

The morgue at St. Estin is underground. It is relatively cool, even during summer, and bites cold during autumn and winter.

Even before he approached the morgue, he felt a chill on his back.

After quickly moving through the janitor's room, Klein took out a piece of wire and lightly unlocked the morgue door.

This is one of the methods of infiltration and tracking!

He slowly and quietly pushed the morgue door with his black gloved right hand. At the same time, he shrouded the Azik copper whistle in his spirituality to determine whether such a method could eliminate its negative effects.

The temperature in the morgue seemed to be lower than the corridor. Most of the bodies were bagged and placed in different vaults. Only a few were placed on the long table in the middle open space, as if they were waiting for an examination.

As a Clown of Order 8, Klein was no longer afraid of such a scene. He just instinctively felt uncomfortable.

Carefully, he closed the door and walked around the long table.

After about ten minutes, Klein inhaled a breath of cold air and made sure that no corpses were alive.

It was time.He took out his gold pocket watch and opened it.

When he was ready, Klein withdrew his spirituality and stopped shrouding Azik's copper whistle.

He was not sure if it was a psychological effect, but he had a puzzling feeling that the surroundings were becoming quieter.

As an Astrologer, he fully believed in his instincts. He stopped pacing and retreated towards the door.

Time passed, and Klein decided that it would take about two minutes.

At that moment, a corpse on a long table suddenly sat down!

Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!

The surrounding vaults let out a series of impact sounds, as if all hell was about to break apart!

Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! After hearing such a commotion and seeing the corpses sitting down, Klein suddenly said in a low voice, "Crimson!"

Soon after, he injected his spirituality into the Requiem Spell and cast it away.

The icy blue flames lit up quietly, and a calm and gentle darkness spread out. The bodies lay down once more, and the impact sound coming from the closet suddenly stopped.

Klein, who had experienced a similar situation, did not relax and used another Requiem Spell.

Since there were many corpses around him, he used the third talisman to be safe, using everything he had.

Indeed, it only affects corpses that have not been rested through the ritual. This includes corpses that haven't been dead for too long and zombies. Using my spirituality to protect the whistle can prevent such effects. Klein thought with a smile.

Seeing that no corpse was making an abnormal reaction, he prepared to open the door and leave.

At that moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside and saw a dim light coming in.

The old janitor was intrigued by the sound of a bang in the morgue. He approached with a lantern in hand!

Klein looked around, putting his hands on the door, he nimbly jumped up, stopping at the point between the door and the ceiling.

His fingers dug up mounds and cracks as he maintained perfect balance.

Crunch!

The old janitor opened the door with his key and entered the morgue.

He took a few steps forward, lifted his lantern, and inspected the vault and the long table, as well as the corpses.

Behind him, Klein nimbly jumped down and landed soundlessly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Klein quickly escaped from the morgue. He used the janitor's room to hide for a few seconds before carefully returning upstairs.

After the old janitor scanned the surroundings and did not find anything out of the ordinary, he muttered a sentence, scared of the corpse, and quickly left. He locked the door and didn't stay much longer.

Returning to the guard room, he wrapped himself in a thin blanket and took a few minutes to calm his pounding heart before muttering to himself in a low voice, "The old men always told me about the strange things that happened in the morgue, hoping to scare. Those strange sounds must be counted as well. Doesn't matter. The bodies did not come back to life either!

"Pui, there's no such thing as zombies and ghosts!"

At the same time, Klein walked comfortably along a quiet and dark path, happy to be free from hidden threats.

He saw elegant gas lights lined up on the side of the road and looked forward to the Beyonder meeting in the future.

As long as he obtained a weapon with special effects, he would be able to obtain one of the main ingredients of the Witch!

Hmm.. Although I don't have much money at the moment, I still have a lot of assets that I can use to exchange. For example, the Telepathy herb formula, or the formula for Bard and Light Suppliant. Furthermore, the Clown potion I ingested faster than I expected due to a series of events and the discovery of the essence I needed for "acting". Almost completely digested. Along Backlund's path at night, Klein lets his mind wander.