The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 402's

Who'sisthis? Klein jerked his head to look at the door.

He felt as if he was suffering from an illness; the fear of hearing the doorbell ringing was identical to the symptoms he had experienced on Bumi—fear of ringing his phone.

Putting down the newspapers and magazines, he looked at the empty plate that had been cleaned even from the roof, then he stood up, and he walked to the door.

Before he held the handle, he already knew that it was Dr. Aaron's outside.

Don't you need to work? Klein muttered as he opened the door.

“Good morning, Aaron. The fog is grey today.” She smiles.

Aaron was still putting on his cold expression, but there was additional anxiety and fear written on his face.

He nudged his gold-framed glasses and, without bothering to greet him, bluntly said, “Sherlock, I have another dream! I dream of Will Auceptin again!”

Uh? Klein almost froze.

That's not true? The original paper stork was with me, on the gray mist, while the one I folded with the Nighthawks. You can still dream of Will Auceptin with a paper stork that was badly folded by the Nighthawk? It was unscientific, not—it is not mystic. Klein became serious and asked, “Same dream?”

"No, this time it's not too scary." Aaron became a little calmer. “I dreamed about Grimm Cemetery. You know that, right?”

"Yes" Klein replied simply.

Back then, he had captured a group of novice students and fans of mysticism, Kapusky, engaged in a spiritual dance outside the Grimm Cemetery. He then received another copper whistle from the latter that could be used to summon a messenger.

Aaron took a deep breath of cold air and continued, “I dreamed of the forest outside the Grimm Cemetery. I dreamed of a birch tree whose skin layer was peeled off from its trunk, Will Auceptin was sitting under the tree, looking at me calmly.”

"Then?" Klein.

Aaron shook his head. "The dream ended there."

What a strange thing. Aaron has nothing to do with the paper stork? No, if it was unrelated, then there would be no situation where the dream changed after the paper crane was replaced. Furthermore, I also did a divination using a paper crane over the gray fog and obtained the appropriate revelation .. Klein said in a measured voice, “This is no longer within the scope of my understanding. What do you want from me, Aaron?”

Aaron exhaled warm air that spread into a white mist. “I want to visit the area outside Grimm Cemetery. I want to do it now, but it's still daytime. Can you protect me? I'll pay you a pound.”

Heading to the place that appeared in the dream now? He probably won't find anything too strange during the day. Klein thought for a moment and said, “I can accept this request, you know, but I suggest that you go back to the same cathedral and tell your dreams to the bishop you know."

Aaron agreed, then said hesitantly, “Why do you always suggest that I go to the cathedral? I know, you have explained it before, in a very logical way, that if a mystical power existed in this world, then the Church, which had led mankind, must have the strongest mystic power, and if there are no , then at least we can go to the Church to get psychological comfort and appropriate connections. However, why would you suggest I go to the cathedral for something that is not considered too strange?”

Klein considered for two seconds, then replied seriously, “I'm a detective.I've been in contact with a lot of unusual things, so I understand the special nature of the Church. I also know when to ask for help.”

"Thank you?" Aaron listened with a serious expression.

The corner of Klein's mouth was curved.

"Just kidding.

“Take it easy, Aaron. I'm gonna change clothes first. Uh, and also wash dishes.”

After chatting with Aaron at the door for a long time without his thick coat, he became somewhat stiff from the cold wind.

Taking this opportunity, Klein went to the restroom, went above the gray fog, and predicted the level of danger for this mission. He received the answer that there was almost no risk.

If he received a revelation showing that it was dangerous, his plan was to reject the mission of using the Church of the Goddess Overnight as an excuse.

…

Hillston Borough, Myriad Star Cathedral.

“Sherlock, why don't you hire a maid? As a great detective, you were able to have a few servants, ” asked Aaron, as he led Klein to the largest cathedral of the Church of the Evernight Goddess in Hillston Borough.

This was something he wanted to ask while on the train, but he never found an opportunity to change the subject.

Klein sighed, and said heavily, “Aaron, let me tell you a story. There was a detective who hired two waiters, a cook, and an assistant, and he did pretty well, but one day he took over a case and managed to catch the killer, the killer, who was a very savage and cruel man. He sneaks into the detective's house with the intention of revenge.

“That detective was a battle expert, and in the end, he was only lightly injured, but his two servants died because of him.

"Do you understand, Aaron?"

"i see," Aaron's voice has a bit of empathy. "Sherlock, I never knew that you had such an experience."

No, the main character has nothing to do with me. I'm just making up stories instead of telling you directly that I'm involved in a lot of weird and mystical things, and there will always be unspeakable secrets in my house so I'd better not hire a waiter.

Her house cleaning was done twice a week, mostly by Mrs' aides. Stelyn Sammer's. He is in charge of the most basic cleaning procedures, and each cleaning costs one soli.

While they were talking, the two of them had already entered the hall of the Myriad Star Cathedral.

It was dark, quiet, and without candles, completely in keeping with the style of the Church of the Goddess Overnight.

At the very front of the hall was an altar carved with a Dark Sacred Emblem. The pearl-encrusted stars illuminate themselves, and the red moon is made of rubies. The rest of the hall was filled with the darkness of night.

With a single glance, he could see that the place was filled with specks of light as red light shone on the area, making the place extremely sacred.

However, there are problems with such a design. At night, the effect would disappear. Klein took a random seat, took off half his hat and leaned against his black wooden stick, while Aaron continued down the hallway to the confessional to search for the bishop.

Sitting in such a large hall and looking at the people who were concentrating on praying, Klein's heart suddenly calmed down.

Come to think of it, this is only the third time I have entered the cathedral of the Goddess.

…

The Serenity Cathedral in Winter County.

Leonard Mitchell put on his black jacket and red gloves and entered the room of the high-ranking deacon, Crestet Cesimir.

“Congratulations, you have officially become Red Gloves. May the Goddess bless you.” Cesimir drew a red moon on his chest.

He still covered his mouth with his high collar.

“Praise Miss. Honor is mine.” Leonard raised his right hand and gestured four points clockwise.

Cesimir said nothing more and got straight to the point.

“As per your request, I have placed you on the Soest team. He is a Soul Assurer and has a mystical item.I've already ordered someone to prepare the Beyonder weapon for you as you need.

“Your team will be in charge of the demon summoning case, and you will consider certain clues to conduct the search. For example, cases that occur in a row in Backlund and things related to the tarot ritual.”

"Yes, Reverend Cesimir." Leonard had no objection to the mission.

This will be the beginning of my revenge.he secretly said to himself.

…

West Borough, on the outskirts of Grimm Cemetery.

Klein accompanied Dr. Aaron as they walked long enough around the forest, coughed from time to time as a result of the grayish-white dust falling.

“Maybe there is no such tree. Dreams cannot fully reflect reality.” Towards the end of the search, even Aaron himself felt a little unsure.

Fortunately, I was good at finding things .. Klein pointed with his wand and said, "Let's look over there and make it our last resort."

"Good." Aaron gasping.

After walking for a while, Aaron suddenly stopped and said, pointing forward diagonally, "There, there!"

About a dozen meters away, a birch tree with a piece of bark around its chipped trunk stood there quietly, as if it was waiting for them.

"It's identical to the one in my dream" Aaron said with confidence.

Klein smiled and said warily, “But no Will Auceptin.”

Aaron approached the birch tree, frowned for a while, then he suddenly pointed to the side of the tree and said, "At that time, Will Auceptin was sitting here, he said, and he pointed at the mud beneath him with his finger!"

Pointing at the mud underneath? Klein stood to the side, staring at the barely withered grass.

"You want to dig it?"

Aaron nodded. “We have already found this place, so we have to make sure what is here. Sherlock, go to the grave and borrow two spades.”

“Better I stay here.you go to the grave, I fear something will happen to you, ” Klein said carefully.

"Good." Aaron did not refuse, and he immediately left the forest.

After a while, after offering some money, he returned with three spades and a tomb guard, and they started digging.

As Klein was digging, he suddenly smelled something familiar. As the ground on the surface split apart, the things below gradually revealed.

It was the body of a child that was already very rotten!

His skin and flesh looked like they were about to melt, and many insects crept in and out of his nose and mouth.

Clangs!

The shovel fell out of Aaron's hand and hit the rock.

He pointed to the corpse's leg, his mouth moving frantically but he couldn't say a word.

Klein endured the nausea and took a closer look, finding that the child's left leg was clearly missing its lower half.

At the same time, Aaron took two steps back and fell to the ground, shouting sharply, “Will Auceptin! Will Auceptin!”

It's Will Auceptin's body!