The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 403's

She dead?

Will Auceptin die?

And he seemed to have been dead for some time!

Could this be fake?

Klein looked at the child's body in surprise and suspicion as many thoughts were bubbling in his mind.

From what he knew, Will Auceptin was a special child who could get involved with the Order 1 of the Monster Path, the Mercury Snake, in some way.

In the divination game he played, "Doctor, your luck will get worse" just plain enough to make Aaron suffer bad luck for a long time. The paper stork he folded allowed Aaron's Astral Projection to be placed in the spirit world and implanted with artificial revelation. Even above the gray fog, Klein only received a hunch about his location and could not come to an effective conclusion? He was dead before Dr. Aaron's? What about his family?

Klein narrowed his eyes, and even though he was extremely nauseous, he carefully examined the extremely rotten body. He saw some tarot cards torn up on the surrounding ground.

His spiritual intuition told him that the corpse in front of him was most likely Will Auceptin.

This is really shocking and difficult to understand.. I have to go over the gray fog later and ascertain if it was the fake death of Will Auceptin... Wait, what does this have to do with me? I've decided not to get involved in this matter any further, just in case I get entangled by the Mercury Snake. This might be even more terrifying than the Closed Artifact 0-08. Klein regained his senses from a daze and said to the frightened tomb guards and Dr. Aaron, who is on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Call the cops!"

"okay! Okay!" The tomb guard was startled at first before he repeated his answer.

With a shovel in hand, he turned around and dashed out of the forest, at such a fast speed that it was as if he was being chased by a zombie.

As expected, he was just an ordinary person and was not careful at all. In this kind of situation, shouldn't he be wary of those around him who might have malicious intentions? By exposing your back, it will be easy for you to get hit by the shovel. Klein glanced at the back of the tomb guard and shook his head with a sigh.

When she became a Nighthawk at Tingen, she had read many case files and found that many of the victims ended up being victims of their friends.

Thinking of this, Klein walked over to Dr. Aaron, bow, and extend his hand.

“There is nothing to fear. He's dead.”

“... It is death that scares me.” Aaron calmed down a little, and without accepting Klein's help, he woke up on his own.

Her black skirt coat was covered with dirt, and Klein felt her heartache from the clothes for some puzzling reason.

I was the type of person who could not bear to see something precious broken.

Realizing that Aaron was still panicking, Klein laughed and said, “At such a time, praying to a god you believe has an amazing effect.”

"Is that so?" Aaron's dumbfounded. She patted her chest four times clockwise and shouted softly, “Goddess Overnight is nobler than the stars and more immortal than eternity. Your devout believers pray for your blessing.”.

After repeating this over and over again, he slowly calmed down, no longer feeling as frightened as before.

Klein drew a triangular Holy Emblem on his chest and silently whispered to himself, God of Steam and Machines, your completely unfaithful believer begging for your blessing…

As he spoke, he could not help but laugh at himself, suspecting that he might die of being struck by lightning on the spot.

However, lightning and thunder were the property of the Storm Sovereign, and it was not the territory of the Steam and Machine Gods.

After about 20 minutes, the two found themselves sitting in an interrogation room at a nearby police station.

During the testimony, Klein frankly told the police that he was a private detective who wasn't too sure what was going on. As for Dr Aaron, he described his dream in detail as an excuse to dig to find the body.

Klein can say that the police don't believe him at all, but after they get out for a while, they immediately change their attitude, saying that there is nothing suspicious about Dr. Aaron and Detective Moriarty. All they had to do was sign their statement and leave.

Aaron was surprised, but Klein was not surprised. It's clear that the Nighthawks have been involved.

The advantage of having a doctor heading to the Myriad Star Cathedral was first shown.

Before leaving the police station, Klein was not surprised to see a familiar figure. It was a Nighthawk who had entered his dream before.

The man on duty, who was probably a captain, was still wearing a grey jacket and was clearly more resistant to the cold than Klein. His blue eyes swept over Klein's face without any sign of abnormality, pretending to be an ordinary senior inspector.

Klein, who also pretended to be an ordinary private detective, nudged his glasses, put on half a hat, and left the station with Dr. Aaron's in the car.

After instructing the driver of his carriage to head to Minsk Street first, Aaron turned to Klein and said, "Sherlock, do you think this will be the end of everything?"

"If that body really belongs to Will Auceptin, then you should no longer be in trouble." Klein stopped and continued, “Aaron, did you find anything else strange during this period of time? Regardless of what it is.”

Aaron thought about it and shook his head.

"No."

For him, this was the best way to end Will Auceptin's troubles. Although the paper stork that Klein folded over the gray mist would reveal nothing, and there would be no problems with any divination afterwards, either, he was still a little worried that some Nighthawk would suddenly think of something and use it to find some clues. And now, with the death of Will Auceptin, the case may soon be deadlocked, put on file, and temporarily declared a closed case. No one would pay more attention to it without new developments.

Aaron relaxed and asked suspiciously, “To be frank, I think my statement is not very convincing. Why did the police choose to believe him in the end?”

“I don't know either,” Klein pretended to be confused and said, “I think I should ask my lawyer to take me home again—No, guarantee I'm out.”

Aaron grinned and said, "Sherlock, do you seem to have a lot of experience being sent to the police station?"

Klein laughed and replied in a deep voice, "This is the fate of every private detective."

…

As Klein and Aaron are taken to the police station near Grimm Cemetery, Fors Wall is wearing a long black dress and a black hat with a fine mesh hanging. He entered the silent grave and found the grave of Ms. Aulisa.

He and Xio went to Empress Borough an hour ago to visit Viscount Glaint, and they managed to get a verbal agreement to borrow 400 pounds without interest.

Viscount Glaint's only request was for the two Beyonders to accompany him to the meeting that Mr. A will be holding tonight to ensure his safety. He was eager to obtain the Royal Jellyfish poison crystal so that he could finish the Apothecary potion potion.

Audrey has found the horns of an adult Flying Unicorn in the family treasury, and she has taken them on behalf of conducting biological experiments, effectively covering some of her debt.

He also applied for additional conditions for Viscount Glaint to obtain the help of Duke Negan's children to ascertain whether the dragon specimen in the treasury had the Thousand-faced Hunter and whether there were still flashing light dots in it.

When the loan was repaid, Fors was in no hurry to pray to Mr. Fool to close the deal as quickly as possible, as it would make Xio intuitively become suspicious if things progressed too quickly.

Making the most of his free time, he changed clothes and rented a horse-drawn carriage to get to Grimm Cemetery, located on the outskirts of West Borough.

Knowing the Laws of Conservation of Beyonder Characteristics and Indestructibility, Fors realized that the main ingredient that turned him into an Intern was the Beyonder characteristic left behind by Mother Aulisa. On the one hand, he inherited his power.

Therefore, he inevitably visited and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tomb of Ms. Aulisa and thanked her.

It was early winter, and most of the flowers had long withered, but Fors still bought a handful of ordinary flowers.

These flowers are grown in greenhouses and they are quite expensive.

Thank you, Emperor Roselle, for your discovery.Fors said in his heart in the most sincere way.

As far as he knew, most of the flowers the nobles used for their winter banquets came from greenhouses, while a small portion was sent directly from the warm south by airships. This is more than the average middle-class worker can bear.

Standing in front of the black tombstone, Fors took a deep look at Ms. Aulisa's photo before bending over to lay flowers and whispering, “Thank you.”

He immediately straightened up, closed his eyes, and silently recalled the past.

At this moment, he heard a somewhat old voice.

“You really are a good and kind woman.”

Fors opened his eyes and turned his head, realizing that Mr. Lawrence, from the Abrahamic family, had also appeared there at some point. She also held a plain but elegant bouquet of flowers in her hand.

“No, this is not kindness, nor is it kindness. Mrs Aulisa once gave me, someone who lost her mother, a time of unforgettable warmth, ”fors said sincerely.

His eyes suddenly got wet.

Lawrence, who only had a frown in the corner of his eye, put down a flower and sighed.

"It shows that you value relationships."

After chatting for a while, just as Fors was about to leave, Lawrence, who was waving a hand, suddenly started coughing loudly.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

He coughed until his feet went limp and fell to the ground. It seemed like he would die at any moment from suffocation.

As an accredited graduate doctor, Fors turned around, crouched down, and started doing first aid.

After a while, Lawrence's condition finally stabilized. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and smiled at Fors.

"Miss, can you take me back to the hotel?"

"No problem." Fors helped him stand up.

Lawrence looked forward, his eyes slightly unfocused. He coughed lightly, and he said with a sad and self-deprecating laugh, "My life may be coming to an end soon …"