The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 404's

West Borough, Carlpensa Hotel.

Fors helps Lawrence into his room and lays him on the bed.

It was a rather luxurious hotel, with thick, soft, yellow-gray carpets everywhere except the bathroom. On the wall hung a copy of a famous oil painting.

Lawrence gasped for breath and said, "Thank you, Miss Wall, and please forgive a dying person for not being able to bend down."

“No, Mr. Lawrence, your troubles have diminished. As a former medical doctor, I can tell you without a doubt that you can still live. After the break, we will go to the clinic or hospital,” Fors comforted him.

Lawrence smiled. “I know my physical condition very well.you don't need to comfort me. Besides, I'm an amateur astrologer. I've got a hunch that I'm going to die in this Backlund hotel.”

Aside from some superficial concealment, everything he said was the truth. He was already nearly eighty years old, and he was no longer the strong and excited young man from before. If not for the Sequence potion improving his constitution, he might have already been buried in some random cemetery.

At first, Lawrence thought he could live for another ten years, but who would have thought that he would face the rebellion caused by the former Botis Traveler. He suffered relatively serious injuries at the hands of the Aurora Order, and his remaining descendants all died in the disaster.

This gave him a huge blow, and he barely managed to recover from it. The search for his brothers and their descendants in Backlund only made him receive the news of their deaths, giving him a significant blow to his mental health once again.

Wracked by all of this, Lawrence clearly felt that his life had ended.

The original plan was to return to the tombs of Laubero and Aulisa again and present a wreath. He would then immediately return and meet with the other members of the Council of elders to arrange everything before his death, but as an old man, his condition was beyond his control.

Without waiting for a response from Fors, Lawrence struggled to retrieve a palm-sized notebook from the inner pocket of his half-open coat.

The hard paper cover of the notebook was in bronze green, giving off a very ancient impression.

On its surface, the words: "i came, I saw, I recorded" were written in ancient Feysac.

Lawrence placed the notebook on the blanket in front of his chest and took a deep breath.

"missed. Wall, if I die here, can you help me send it to Pritz Harbor?

"Mr. Lawrence, you will be fine,” Fors emphasized.

At the same time, he subconsciously glanced at the notebook and discovered that it was not thick at all. There are a total of three types of paper in it, one of which is a type of yellow parchment with very few pages. The other is a yellowish-brown goat skin and the number of pages is in the middle of the range. The latter consists of plain white paper and is the most common.

Lawrence laughingly said with great difficulty, "I mean, Miss Wall, will you help?"

“Pritz Port is not far away. It's not even a trip. If I need to hurry, then I can even make a round trip in half a day by riding a steam locomotive. ” Fors nodded.

Lawrence heaved a sigh of relief as his mind seemed to recover slightly.

“After I die, wait ten minutes. Take the glowing object from my body, then send it along with this notebook to Dorian Gray at the Pritz Port Fishermen's Association. Forty-two pounds of cash in my wallet would be my gift and gratitude. As for this outfit of mine, let it be ashes with me.”

“No, you don't have to give me anything. No, you will be fine, Mr. Lawrence,” Fors said solemnly.

As if he didn't hear it, Lawrence whispered to himself, “Maybe Dorian will give you an extra gift, but it depends on you. From Aulisa's troubles, I know you're a good girl..”.

He suddenly looked clear as he said to Fors, “Ms. Wall, can you go down to the first floor and bring me a pitcher of water? I don't know when the waiter will come.”

"No problem." Without a second thought, Fors took out a pitcher of water and walked out of the room.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt that something was amiss. The water jug in his hand was heavy, and there was obviously a lot of water in it.

Just as he was about to turn around and ask, he suddenly felt a strong fluctuation of spirituality in the room.

For a moment Fors froze, and then he understood what Mr. Lawrence was trying to do.

As death approached, he could clearly sense that something was wrong with his body. He was afraid of losing control and turning into a monster.

He wanted to die as a human, not a monster, so he chose to end his own life.

It was the last form of courtesy for Beyonder.

Of course, if he turned into a monster, all his plans would be in vain.

With this thought, Fors became sad. He waited outside for nearly ten minutes before he opened the door and entered.

He saw Lawrence lying still on the bed, looking like he was very old. Beside him was an eye-sized "diamond.

The light entering through the window was constantly refracted by "diamonds", forming a scene as beautiful as the radiance of the stars.

Fors sighed and did a careful examination. He found that Lawrence's cause of death was the most common form of heart attack.

…

Cherwood Borough. Minsk 15th Street.

Klein rested for a while after he got home. He then went above the gray fog, having a plan to foresee the situation with Will Auceptin.

He made the paper stork fly out of the trash pile in the corner and made it land on the long bronze table in front of him. Then, he took out a topaz pendant wrapped around his sleeve.

As he held the spirit pendulum in his left hand, Klein used Cogitation to adjust his condition before recalling the scene he had seen in the forest outside the grave.

He may not pay attention to some details, but is sure that his spirituality will not be left behind. This prophecy was mainly about using this point and relying on the gray fog to eliminate all distractions.

Then, he pressed the paper crane next to the divination sentence, almost causing the topaz pendant to touch those words.

After entering the Cogitation state and completing all the spirit dowsing steps, Klein opened his eyes and saw the results.

The topaz pendant rotates counter-clockwise at fast frequencies and high amplitudes.

That's a negative result.

That means Will Auceptin is not completely dead!

This .. Klein was shocked, but it seemed to be in line with his expectations.

He thought for a moment, then he changed the prophecy statement: "The corpse belongs to Will Auceptin."

This time, the spirit pendulum gave a positive result.

That body belonged to Will Auceptin!

An idea came to Klein's mind, and he wrote a new divination statement: "Will Auceptin's corpse be resurrected."

After a while of quiet divination, Klein saw the revelation.

The pendulum rotates counter-clockwise with a fast frequency.

That meant Will Auceptin's corpse would not be resurrected; or in other words, there was no reanimation!

It seems like Will Auceptin has voluntarily or forced to leave the body before, and he survives the other way...This matter has something to do with the Mercury Snake? Klein tried to obtain additional information, but he failed repeatedly, including a statement: "Will Auceptin's current condition."

However, he repeated the prophecy using a dream prophecy and asked "What is the current location of Auceptin." He received a similar scene: a dark room with the sound of running water.

However, the feeling he gave off seemed to be slightly different.

Forget it, there is no need to waste any more time on this. After all I didn't plan to get involved. Klein put away his spirit pendulum and prepared to return to the real world.

Through his previous predictions and everything that had happened before, he had a theory about Will Auceptin, but he could not confirm it.

He suspected that Will Auceptin was another Mercury Snake!

As Order 1, the Mercury Snake is not the only one. There may be up to three existing at the same time!

The Snake of Destiny, who uses destiny naturally, can find the Astral Projection of Aaron through a paper crane and show him false revelations. Without a doubt, it also had the ability to change one's fate.

For some reason, Will Auceptin became weak and came under the threat of a second Mercury Snake. All he did was to run away from his partner.

As for the reason for their conflict, the answer was simple.

Without Order 0, there could be three Sequences 1 at the same time, but once there is Order 0, there would be no Sequence 1!

Regarding this sentence, the Dark Emperor's potion formula clearly stated the truth.

One of the main ingredients of the recipe is: two characteristics of the Beyonder of the Prince of Disorder!

Prince of Disorder is Order 1 of the Dark Emperor's path!

As Order 1, if one wanted to advance to Order 0, then he would have to obtain all the Beyonder characteristics of the other two Order 1s from the same path!

Taking this guess into account, Klein grew increasingly afraid to get involved in the Will Auceptin case.

If my conclusion is correct, it will be an actual "inter-god fight", and I cannot involve myself, and he disappeared from the ancient palace above the gray fog.

…

In Empress Borough, in an inconspicuous mansion, a Beyonder meeting hosted by Mr. A goes on schedule.

Fors and Xio had changed clothes, and they accompanied Viscount Glaint, who was wearing an iron-black mask, into the hall. They randomly chose a seat and sat down.

Viscount Glaint wrote down his needs to the servants before the official meeting began. He prayed to the goddess that there would be a reply.

As usual, Fors maintained his usual lethargy and, in rare cases, covered himself with a hood, hiding his face with shadows.

He was thinking about the situation with Mr. Lawrence.

He knew very clearly what an eye-sized "diamond" was. That was the characteristic of the Beyonder he had left behind. However, for the time being, he was unable to ascertain what sort of order it belonged to.

Fors casually flipped through the notebook, only to find that many of its pages were still blank. The written content was filled with all sorts of strange, strange, and mysterious magic symbols and labels, beyond anything he knew.

What it doesn't matter. The important thing is that I keep my promise.Fors warned himself.

At this moment, Mr. A, who was sitting on one sofa and wearing an exaggerated hood, said in a hoarse voice, “I have a mission.

“Help me find people who believe in what is called 'Stupid.'”

Uh? Fors immediately regained consciousness.