The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 352's

Another statement about only worshipping the moon and not the Goddess? Klein could not help but look at contemplation.

The last time he heard about such things was when he learned about the Life School of Thought. He never expected that the Shaman King, who had lived his entire life in the Southern Continent, would also have the same point of view.

—In the Pale Era, at the end of the Fourth Age, the Berserk Sea became a real reality. Thus, the Northern and Southern Continents were cut off from each other, and the School of Life Thought was formed at the beginning of the Fifth Age. Clearly, it was impossible for the Life School of Thought to expand itself into the Southern Continent before Roselle sent her men to find a safe sea route.

Shaman King Klarman was an active historical figure in the era more than a thousand years before the invasion of the Northern Continent.

In other words, the two Beyonder factions, which were on different continents, were, it has no way of communicating with each other and has chosen to worship the moon itself and ignore the Goddess Evernight at almost the same time period.

Such a coincidence inadvertently made people consider the reason.

Could it be that the birth of a new god had taken away some of the authority associated with the moon? But, as a god, "He" should not be so vague and unknown.In other words, even though the Goddess had usurped the authority of the Moon, the followers of the primordial Moon God survived. They have been descended from the Fourth Age or even the Third Age. Even after the separation of the Northern Continent and the Southern Continent, they developed into two groups, one led by the Shaman King, the other by the Life Thought School? Klein made a rough guess, but he was troubled by the lack of clues to narrow the scope.

He stopped thinking about it for now and quickly skimmed through the other contents of the Book of Secrets.

In his opening, the Shaman King Klarman said, directly, that many of the rituals, deeds, astromancy, are, and the summoning technique in the book comes from the primitive worship of the moon and describes the names of the corresponding honors in detail: "The one and the only red moon, a symbol of life and beauty, mother of all spiritual powers."

There is a honorable name! However, it lacks more popular descriptions such as Goddess Overnight or Mother Earth .. If there really was such a hidden deity, its followers would definitely develop a simpler title to summon "He was "more suited to praise than worship of gods.The primitive moon .. Klein felt something was wrong when he began to analyze it with his own knowledge of mysticism.

Moreover, using the Lady of Crimson to hold the ritual would obviously lead her to the Goddess. But using a very similar but more detailed honorable name would avoid the Goddess, directing her to the source of their power primitive moon.

Due to his lack of time, he went through the details and found that, as the Shaman King Klarman himself had said, many of his deeds and rituals were directed to the moon.

For Klein, it was nothing to worry about. He did not plan to copy it wholesale and ended up provoking a primitive moon that he did not know about. What he wanted to learn was the overall structure, design, and detail of the deeds and rituals.

Only by mastering the underlying rules could he discover his own secret deeds, rituals, astromancy, and summoning techniques pointing to the Yellow and Black King.

Perhaps in the distant future, I will have my own system of mysticism.

After receiving a clear answer, he was in no hurry to use the characteristics of the Beyonder Werewolf to determine the formula. After all, he could not sell it, and for the same reason, he decided to delay the research of the Biological Poison Bottle for a while.

He quickly returned to the real world and pulled the curtain. He saw the sun, which was unable to illuminate the land. It was hidden behind the clouds and fog, looking somewhat pale.

"Acho!"

Suddenly, Klein covered his nose and mouth, and he sneezed.

Only then did he realize that his head was hurting and burning. He felt dizzy and seemed to catch a cold.

I actually fell ill as Beyonder Sequence 7 .. Klein took out a piece of paper and sniffed.

He carefully thought back for a moment and quickly understood the reason.

The negative effects of the Biological Poison Bottle will gradually weaken its owner and result in disease!

If it was carried around for even longer, then it could even cause death.

And this effect cannot be eliminated by the use of the seal of spirituality!

Last night, Klein's spirituality was almost empty after the battle. While his body was still weak from the poison, he still carried the Biological Poison Bottle with him and hid in Tuas Cathedral for half an hour…

Added time spent returning to Minsk Street, and she fell ill shamefully.

Thankfully, this was not serious.It did not affect anything. Klein sneezed again as he prepared to soak in the hot tub.

After washing his face and gargling, he specifically fried the eggs to reward himself. The smell is really tempting.

A Shaman King's Book of Secrets and the Biological Poison Bottle, a mystical item no worse than the Sun Brooch, as well as the Beyonder characteristics of the Sequence 7 Werewolf. I made quite a few murders this time.It's a pity that I didn't manage to get the characteristics of the Zombie Beyonder. As he ate, he counted his booty.

What made his heart ache was the fact that he had used a total of eleven Beyonder bullets, each worth nearly ten pounds!

That is, I burned a hundred pounds. It was really like throwing money away to do damage. No wonder most of the Beyonder Low-and Mid-Sequence were in desperate need of money.

They add up to just a few pence!

After breakfast, Klein lazily read the newspaper, sneezing from time to time while wiping his nose and mouth with a piece of tissue paper.

As soon as the church bell stopped ringing at eight o'clock, his house bell rang.

Klein was not surprised to see the Daily Observer reporter, Mike Joseph.

The reporter with beautiful blue eyes and a thin mustache, but with a slightly rough skin, took off his hat and greeted him. Then he got straight to the point.

"Detective Moriarty, do you have time to take the job?"

Even though she had the flu, she still had to do her usual work to avoid suspicion from anyone during this period of time.Klein, who had just finished his work, smiled and said, "I'm a little sick, but it's not' it doesn't affect my fighting or shooting skills."

Mike suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you for your help.

"Eh, Detective Moriarty, have you had breakfast? I'll treat you. As your employer, I must be in charge of providing food for you today."

Invite me to breakfast? Klein surprised.

"i just finished eating.

"But I suggest you go to East Borough for breakfast there. That way, you can see a lot of things. I just need a cup of coffee while we're there."

"… It doesn't matter." Mike pointed outside. "The train I rented is waiting."

Klein measured it and said, "Master, you better turn into something a little worse; otherwise, there will be a lot of work for me."

Mike looked at his woolen coat and said knowingly, "This is too conspicuous?"

"It's in the East Borough." Klein pointed to his place. "I have some clothes specially prepared. Hmm, we're almost the same size."

Mike couldn't help but exclaim, "You're really a professional."

Professional criminals? Klein scoffs.

After changing into regular worker clothes, the two took a train and headed for the outskirts of East Borough.

…

"Acho!"

Klein took out another piece of tissue paper, wiped his mouth and nose, and blew his nose.

Since there was no trash can nearby, he folded the tissue paper properly and put it back into his pocket.

"Food at the coffee shop is okay. Of course, this is relative to the inhabitants of the East Borough." Klein pointed to the slightly greasy coffee shop on the street corner.

She sometimes comes here for breakfast whenever she spends the night in her one-bedroom apartment nearby.

"It looks like it's a pretty good restaurant." Mike didn't think it was a coffee shop.

It was past nine, and there were very few customers in the coffee shop. Residents of the East Borough usually finish breakfast around seven o'clock and start working or looking for work.

After accompanying Mike as he ordered boiled beef with potatoes, bread, and coffee, Klein looked around to find a window seat.

At that time, he saw an acquaintance of — old man whom he helped while pretending to be a journalist.

He was the one who brought me here from the beginning.Why he's only having breakfast now.As Klein thought, he turned to Mike and said, "You've got an interviewee."

As he spoke, he carried his coffee cup to the "vagant".

The man was wearing the same thick jacket as before. Her hair was greasy, and her beard was clearly visible. However, he no longer looked tired, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

"Good morning, we meet again." Klein sat opposite him and greeted him, realizing that his breakfast was black bread with a large cup of cheap tea that was worth a penny.

The old man raised his head, took a close look, and said with a pleasant surprise, "Master Reporter, are you?"

… Klein laughed flatly, pointing at Mike and saying, "This is my colleague, he wants to do a deeper investigation on my previous interview."

Being an experienced and knowledgeable reporter, Mike said nothing more when he heard that. All he did was nod with a smile and greet the old man.

As for Detective Moriarty who pretended to be a reporter, it seems like he just didn't know about it today. He was the one who lent him the identity of his fake reporter!

"So you're really a reporter!" The old man exclaimed in surprise. "But that doesn't stop you from being a good-natured person."

Klein smiled and asked, "How have you been recently?"

The old man drank a mouthful of tea and said, "Thanks to your help, I was finally able to sleep well and eat until I was full, so I wasn't too weak.

"My original plan was to go back to my original job of making shoes, but they didn't want me. They say my hands are shaking…"

He lowered his head and chuckled, skipping the episode.

"Then, I went to the dock and looked for work. It was tiring, but at least I made some money.I've rented a place in someone's house for just six and a half pence a week. Of course, I could. Just sleep there at night.

“Well, that's how it works in the dock. I left early today and ate nothing. I raised my hand and shouted my name and the name of the supervisor, but I was not chosen, I was not selected, so I have to get back here.

"Fortunately, there is still an opportunity in the afternoon. People in the morning may be busy until late at night and won't fight us for the job."

Klein listened quietly, occasionally sipping on bad coffee. As for Mike, he took out a pen and paper and quickly made a note.