The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 56's

In the spacious living room, Anna and Joyce sit on different couches, separated by Anna's parents.

Joyce sighed with a satisfied expression and said, "Great Steam, I'm so lucky to be back alive, to be able to see Anna again."

"My poor joyce, what happened?" Anna could not help but ask with concern.

Joyce glanced at her fiance, and her expression turned serious.

"I still feel scared to this day. I wake up from my dreams again and again. Five days after Alfalfa left Caesar Pier, we found a pirate, a fearsome pirate. The only lucky thing is that their leader's name is Nast."

"The pirate who calls himself the King of the Five Seas?" Anna's father, Mr. Wayne, asked in shock.

Although Joyce had been there for half an hour, she gave no details about her ordeal. He looked frightened, agitated, and agitated. Only after Anna returned and hugged him did she finally appear to put him behind her.

"Yes, because of his claim as a descendant of the Solomon Empire, King of the Five Seas, Nast did not believe in killing prisoners. Therefore, we were only robbed and did not lose our lives. His subordinates even went. We had enough food," Joyce said as she recalled the ordeal.

His body began to tremble, but he continued to describe his deepest and most frightening nightmare.

"i did not lose much of my wealth.I believe that my misfortune had ended, but as we continued towards our destination, a heated conflict erupted between the passengers and crew of Alfalfa. From disputes, quarrels, to revolver withdrawals, and fundraising.swords to kill each other. One by one, the people beside me fell with their eyes open, never closed. Their limbs, liver, and intestines were scattered on the floor."

"We who do not want to turn into beasts, rational groups, have no place to hide and no place to escape. We were surrounded by deep blue waves and boundless seas. Some wailed, some begged for mercy, some sold. their bodies, but their heads were hung on poles.

"Anna, I was desperate at the time. I thought I'd never see you again. Fortunately, in such a nightmare, there was still a hero. The captain took us to hide in the sturdy keel of the ship, and we relied on the water and food stored there until the maniacs reached their limits. Mr. Tris encouraged us, boldly leading us in the attack on the assassins …

"After an unforgettable bloody battle, we survived. But Alfalfa deviated from his course, and only a third of the original sailors remained."

…

As she portrays the most horrifying and darkest side of the human psyche, Joyce can't help but remember the "hero", the man who calls himself Tris. He has a round and friendly face. She is shy like a girl and enjoys living in a corner. Only the people he knew knew knew he was a very good speaker.

But it was a mediocre boy who stood in front of everyone with determination in the worst days.

"Oh, Great Steam, my poor Joyce, you are having a heartbreaking ordeal. Thank God, praise God, He prevents us from everlasting separation." Tears welled up in Anna's eyes as she constantly made a point three to form a triangle, the Sacred Coat of Arms for Steam and Machine.

Joyce revealed a faint pale smile.

"This is a gift to our faith. Alfalfa then passed through the storm, lost his way, and after overcoming one challenge after another, arrived at Enmat Port."

"Due to the bloodshed that occurred on board, we survivors were detained by the police and interrogated separately. We did not have the opportunity to send a telegram home to tell our loved ones. When they released us this morning, I immediately borrowed money from my friend and took the steam locomotive back. Thank God for allowing me to set foot on the ground Tingen again, allowing me to see all of you again.

Then, he looked towards his fiancee in confusion.

"Anna, when you saw me, I could feel your happiness and surprise, but I don't understand why you rushed to the door so excited after you got off the train. Heh, I've been planning to give you a big surprise. "

Anna thought about what had happened before, and continued in disbelief, "There is nothing to hide, Joyce. Since I was worried about you, I went to the only divination club in Tingen City today for a prophecy. The astrologer—no, the astrologer told me, he said, 'Your engagement has returned; he is at home with the windmill.'"

"What?" the Wayne and Joyce couple are together.

Anna covered her face and shook her head.

"I can hardly believe it either, but it happens. Exalted steam, there may indeed be wonders in this world."

"Joyce, the astrologer asked for your name, characteristics, address, and date of birth. He told me that he was going to do astrolabe divination. Then, he asked me if the house with the toy windmill was yours or mine. As I confirmed it was mine, she said, Congratulations Miss Anna, Mr. Joyce Meyer is currently a guest at your place. What he needed now was not a question, but a warm consolation and hug.'"

"God .." Joyce found it unbelievable and incomprehensible. “Does he know me? Did someone send him a telegram? Could he be familiar with the police at Enmat Port? No, that doesn't explain it. How did he know that I came to your place? How could he know? maybe you know you're gonna be looking for a prophecy? Did you make a promise?"

"No, I made a choice at the last minute," Anna replied with a seemingly blank expression.

"Maybe a good viewer needs to control a large amount of information, even if it cannot be used in the near future. Perhaps, that's the interesting aspect of divination." Anna's father, Mr. Wayne sighed and concluded. "In the known history of more than a thousand years and in the uncertain Fourth Age, divination has existed and has not disappeared. I think there must be a reason for that."

Joyce shook her head lightly and asked, "Who is the name of the seer?"

Anna thought and said, "Klein Moretti."

…

As Klein spoke softly, Angelica knew not to get close. Therefore, he only saw Anna leave as if he had lost his soul, with a look of shock and bewilderment on his face.

Angelica quickly walked over to the sofa and asked out of curiosity, "Is the result good?"

He did not dare to ask for the true result, afraid of breaking the unspoken rules of the fortune teller.

"Yes." Yeah." Klein nodded and took out three copper coins from his pocket. "Eighth of a soli is one and a half cents, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Angelica looked at the copper coins and realized that one of them was a penny and two of them were half a penny. He quickly reached out and said, "There's an extra half-pence."

Klein smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for taking care of my customer. He gave me a tip, so I was right to give you one."

This is also to thank you for recommending me.

"Good." Angelica felt an unknown fear towards Klein, but because the reason was right, she did not reject the offer.

Klein returned to the meeting room, believing that there would be more people asking for his prophecy.

However, he did not receive a second customer at five past forty minutes.

It was not because the Divination Club business was bad, but because most people had chosen a fortune teller.

They seemed to be recommended by others and had long since determined whose service to hire. In short, my reputation was still lacking.

He finished his third black Sibe teacup, grabbed his silver-eyed hat and staff, and walked leisurely out of the meeting room.

Angelica suddenly recalled Glacis' instructions, and she quickly moved to intercept him.

"Mrs. Moretti, when's the next time you're going to visit the club? Mr. Glacis wanted to thank you in person."

"I will come whenever I am free. If fate allows us, he will definitely meet me," Klein replied, using a paranormal trickster tone, as if he was a character.

Later, he left the club before Angelica could answer and boarded the public train home.

As she stepped through the door, Klein found Benson reading the newspaper and Melissa was crafting pieces of gears, pads, and springs in the afternoon sun.

"Good afternoon. Did Mrs Shaud visit?" Klein asked casually.

Benson did not put down his newspaper; instead, he raised his head.

"Bu Shaud's visit lasted fifteen minutes. He brought some presents, and he was very happy with the muffins and lemon cakes we prepared. He also invited us whenever we had the chance. She is a friendly and polite woman. . He knows how to have a conversation very well too."

"The only problem was their trust in the Storm Sovereign. They believe that girls should not go to school, but should study at home" Melissa lamented.

It was obvious that he was very upset about it.

"Don't mind that. As long as he doesn't bother us, he'll still be a good neighbor" Klein comforted his sister with a smile.

The Loen Kingdom was a multi-religious country, unlike the Frosac Empire in the north which only believed in the God of Battle or the Feynapotter Kingdom in the south which only worshipped Mother Earth. It is inevitable that the congregations of the three great churches Lord of Storms, Goddess Evernight, and God of Steam and Machinery have conflicts in beliefs and customs. After this thousand years, they held each other back, making coexistence possible.

"okay." Melissa pursed her lips and directed her focus to the pile of parts again.

After dinner, Klein went on to revise history. It was only when Melissa and Benson took a shower and returned to their room that she bathed, entered her bedroom, and locked the door.

He needs to organize and summarize what he has learned and the problems he encounters to prevent himself from forgetting or losing important points. Only by doing so would he be able to respond to future developments with a clear line of thought.

Klein opened his notebook, took out his pen, and began writing in Mandarin.

"Why does the key to digesting potions work?"