The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 63

Klein took a few steps forward and looked at the client. He was wearing a formal black suit and a halved hat. He was holding a wooden stick inlaid with gold and his short blond hair was blazing from the side. His nose is like the beak of an eagle.

Anna's fiancee Joyce Meyer is going through a severe ordeal. Klein, who had seen him in his dream prophecy, immediately greeted with a smile, "Good day, Mr. Meyer."

"Good day, Mr. Moretti." Joyce took off her hat and bowed in greeting. "Thank you for the advice you gave Anna. He can't stop praising how magical you are."

Klein chuckled and said, "I didn't change anything. You should thank yourself. Without your determination and hope for a better tomorrow, you will not be able to overcome such a severe ordeal."

After exchanging pleasantries, Klein could not help but scorn inwardly.

Is this considered professional bootlicking together?

"To be honest, I still find the return of my life as a dream. I still can't believe that I survived wave after wave of terrible ordeals." Joyce shook her head sadly.

Without waiting for Klein to answer, he asked curiously, "You know who I am when you look at me. Was it because of my unique nose, or because you predicted that I would visit you?"

"I have your detailed information. It was enough for a seer," Klein replied vaguely, behaving like a swindler.

Joyce was completely dumbfounded. More than ten seconds later, he squeezed out a smile.

"Mr Moretti, I want to ask you for a prophecy."

As he finished his sentence, he suddenly realized something.

Mr. Klein Moretti called himself a fortune teller, not a fortune teller. A seer!

"Alright, let's go to Topaz." Klein gave a signal.

At that moment, he felt as if he should be wearing a long black robe. He tried to keep his words to a minimum to accentuate the mystique of a seer.

Joyce Meyer locked the door behind her after entering the divination room. While he was observing his surroundings, Klein took the opportunity to tap on his glabella twice and activate his Spirit Vision.

Joyce sat down and placed her cane beside her. He pulled out his black bow tie and said in a hoarse voice, "Master Moretti, I want you to interpret my dream."

"Dream interpretation?" Klein acted as if it was up to his expectations, but only asked for confirmation.

He sees that the colors that represent Joyce's health are dull, but none of them signify an impending illness. The colors that symbolized his emotions were mostly blue, and his darkness indicated that he was clearly excited.

Joyce nodded seriously.

"i had the same horrible dream every night since Alfalfa arrived at Enmat Port. I knew that this could be attributed to the trauma of the ordeal and I had to go see a psychiatrist, I knew that this could be related to the trauma of the ordeal, but I suspect this is no ordinary dream. .A normal dream will definitely have some different details even if the dream repeats itself every night, but this dream is, at least, constant in the parts I can remember."

"For a seer, this kind of dream is seen as a revelation given by the divine," Klein said, half consoling and half explaining. "Can you explain the dream to me?"

Joyce clenched her fists upwards. He thought deeply for a moment before saying, "i dreamt that I fell from Alfalfa into the sea. The sea was deep red, as if it was filled with rotting blood.

"When I fell, I was gripped by someone on board. I could not identify him, but I knew that he was very strong.

“And I also held someone in an effort to save him from falling into the sea. He was Alfafa's passenger, Younis Kim.

"Because of her weight and struggle, I couldn't help but let go of my hand and saw it being devoured by a sea of blood.

“At that time, the person above me also let go of his hand. I swung my hand, hoping to grab something, but there was nothing. I can only fall quickly.

"Then I woke up horrified, sweat covering my back and forehead."

Klein held onto his forehead and tapped it gently as if he was thinking. He then set his words and said, "Mr Meyer, the same nightmares, the same nightmares, and the recurring nightmares, these are all psychological issues and have appropriate sources. The same nightmare over and over again is a reminder of your spirituality, as well as the revelation given to you by the divine."

Seeing Joyce looking puzzled, he explained, "Don't hesitate, the spirituality of ordinary people is also able to give a reminder."

"i don't know what really happened to Alfalfa, but I can see that it was a tragedy of blood and steel. It has left a deep trauma within you."

Seeing Joyce slightly nod, Klein continued, "You must have been very frightened, very frightened on the ship. It is easy for a person to lose their observation skills when overwhelmed by such strong emotions; thus missing the signs that they should not be missed. This does not mean that you do not see the signs, but you have ignored them, you understand?

"In your subconscious, in your spirituality, the details you miss are all the same. If the details are important enough, then your spirituality will remind you in the form of dreams."

Earlier, I had a similar case of ignoring feelings, only to later realize that the diary was with Ray Bieber. I also knew more about mysticism and was thus able to make conclusions much faster. Klein paused for a few seconds and looked Joyce Meyer in the eye.

"Did Mr. Younis Kim, whom you let fall into a sea of blood, ask you for something on board, but in the end cannot avoid his fate?"

Joyce moved her body unnaturally. He opened his mouth several times before answering,

"Yes, but I don't pity him. Maybe a few days or a week from now, you will see in the newspapers how cruel and evil he is. He raped and killed at least three women and threw the baby into the raging sea. He also leads a group of savages who have lost their rationality and brutally slaughter the passengers and crew.

"i don't doubt what you're doing" Klein said, clarifying his stance. Then he explained, "But your dream tells me that you feel regret and regret. You believe that you should not let go of your hand at that time. Since you believe that killing him is an act of justice, then why do you feel regret? and sorry for that, so much so that you repeatedly dreamed about you letting go of your hand?"

"I don't know either." Joyce shook her head, puzzled.

Klein crossed his arms and placed them under his chin. He was trying to analyze the situation.

"Combining what I just explained, it seems like you missed a certain detail. For example, whatever Younis Kim mentioned, the content of his defense, the way he presented himself, etc. I can't remember the incident for you, so please think about it carefully."

"There was nothing. All he could say back then was 'let go of me, I give up'.." murmured Joyce confusedly.

Klein did not know exactly what was happening, so he could only guide him based on what he understood from his dreams.

"Maybe you feel that Younis Kim's life is more useful, that he can prove something or explain something?"

Joyce furrowed her brows. A while before he said, "Maybe .. I still find the conflict that appeared in Alfalfa to happen too suddenly and turn intense too quickly. It was as if the passive evil in everyone's heart just exploded uncontrollably .. It was too abnormal, very abnormal… Maybe—maybe I want to interrogate Younis Kim why he acted as if he was possessed by a demon from the start…"

Klein suddenly gets inspired after hearing Joyce's dream description. He spoke mysteriously in a tone unique to con artists.

"No, that's not the only reason."

"What?" Joyce looked surprised.

Klein crossed his arms and raised his chin. He looked straight into Joyce's eyes and said in a soft yet strong tone,

"Not only do you find the problem abnormal, but you also see some things that you ignore. And putting these things together that you've overlooked leads to a terrible conclusion.

"Your spirituality tells you that there is someone to suspect. And that person is the one who has grabbed you but ended up releasing his hand in a dream.you do not suspect him unconsciously, and thus you cannot identify him. He is your partner. He once controlled your fate, or perhaps, even saved you before!"

Joyce suddenly leaned back, slamming into the back of the chair with a thud.

His forehead slowly became filled with sweat, his eyes filled with confusion.

"I. I saw it…"

Joyce suddenly stood up noisily, causing her chair to waver and almost fall.

"Mr Tris.." She used all the energy in her to call out that name.

He was a friendly and shy little boy with a round face. He was the hero who saved the survivors…

Klein did not interrupt Joyce's thoughts. He leaned back a little and waited.

Joyce's expression changed several times, finally returning to normal, a normal one that was slightly pale.

He revealed a sad smile.

"i understand now. Thank you for interpreting my dream. Maybe it's time for me to take a trip to the police station."

He took out his leather wallet and took out a one-soli note.

"i don't think that money can fully represent your value, and I can only give you the price you ask for. It's for you." Joyce pushed the note towards Klein.

I wouldn't mind if you gave me 10 pounds .. One soli, you're really like your fiancee, he smiled as he pressed the note.

Joyce took a deep breath, put on her hat, and turned to walk towards the door.

As he opened the door, he suddenly turned around and said sincerely,

"Thank you, Mr. Moretti."

Mastering? Klein laughed to himself. She watched as Joyce left the divination room and said inwardly to herself,

Whatever happens in Alfalfa seems incredible. He will be able to understand everything that happens in Joyce Mayer's dream…

…

Tuesday dawn. Backlund, Consort of Borough.

Audrey, who woke up early, beckoned to her golden retriever dog, Susie. He said in a serious tone, "Susie, you are also a Beyonder now. We are the same kind, ew — no, my point is that we should help each other. Watch the door later and don't let anyone interfere. I. I have to do the ritual."

Susie looked at her employer and wagged her tail desperately.