The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 64's

After instructing her golden retriever, Susie, Audrey paced around, looking worried. He was also unsure whether ritualistic magic would produce anything strange.

"Let's do this." His eyes calmed down as he used his state as an observer to see the imagined process. Soon, he came to a new arrangement.

Audrey unlocks her bedroom door and says to Susie, "Susie, sit here. If Annie and the others try to barge in, go to the bathroom to tell me."

In order to prevent an accident, his personal maid has the key to unlock the door.

Susie looked at him enigmaticly and wagged her tail three times.

"That's great. I'll let you pick whatever you want for lunch today!" Audrey clenched her fists gently.

After advising Susie, she went into the bathroom. Square bathtubs of three to four meters on each side. There was clear water rippling gently in it with steam radiating from it. It was a very beautiful sight.

Audrey tidied a rectangular table with many bottles laid out on it. Then, he went back out and moved the candles, sacrificial items, and white robes.

Soon after, she closed the bathroom door.

After everything was done, Audrey heaved a sigh of relief and took the translucent light blue bottle beside the four candles.

The cylindrical bottle glittered daydreamingly under the light. Inside was an essential oil that he distilled from the mixture yesterday. As a fan of mysticism, he has no shortage of research on such items. She has various kinds of pure dew, flower essences, perfumes, essential oils, and incense she makes herself at home. Therefore, he had already completed the initial preparations according to the instructions of The Fool.

"Moonflowers, gold mint, sleeping flowers, limes, and stone roses.What a strange herb.." Audrey muttered softly. "Oh, one must cleanse the body and calm his mind before performing ritual magic. This is a form of homage to god—eh, to the target."

As he went through the entire process in his head, he placed the ritual essential oil next to his bathtub. He reached out his hand and started taking off the clothes he was wearing at home.

His silk clothes pieces fell into the laundry basket one after another. Audrey rolled her hair into a bun and tested the temperature of the water with her hands. Then, he carefully stepped into the bathtub, letting his body slowly sink into the warm embrace of the water.

"Fiuh .." He exhales comfortably, finding himself warm all over the body. He feels very relaxed.

I did not even want to move a single finger.Audrey forcefully pumped herself out as she grabbed the translucent light blue bottle beside her and dripped a few drops into the water.

The fragrant smell spread out, filling the silence with a refreshing aroma. Audrey took a few breaths and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad. It smells so good.

"how relaxed. How comfortable …

"I don't want to move at all. All I want is to lie here in silence…

"Silent, silent... silent…"

After losing her mind, Audrey suddenly heard a barking.

He opened his eyes in shock, looking to the side in a daze. He had no idea when Susie opened the door and entered. He crouched down outside the bathtub, looking at her with a look of despair.

As she rubbed the corners of her eyes, Audrey felt that the water had cooled significantly.

I'm asleep? He subconsciously asked himself.

Susie looked at him without barking or wagging her tail.

"Haha, the effect of a bottle of ritual essential oil is really great. Yeah, very good!" Audrey let out a dry laugh as she explained in a cheerful tone.

He stood up, picked up the towel, and as he wrapped and wiped his body, said to the golden retriever beside him, "Susie, keep watch. Don't let Annie and the others in!"

Only when the golden retriever left did he silently stick out his tongue. He threw his towel to the side and put on a clean white robe.

After closing the bathroom door, Audrey recalled the ritual she had memorized.

He took out four candles and placed them on the four corners of the table.

A piece of white bread in the top left corner, a bowl of Feynapotter noodles in the top right corner. It smells good, but it's a little cold! This is not the time to think about this! Paella in the lower left corner and Desi pie in the lower right.Audrey set the altar according to The Fool's description seriously, shaking her head twice during the process.

After he finished with the preparations, he left his four candles lit. He took out a silver knife and thrust it into a pile of coarse salt.

After recounting the sacred mantra at Hermes, Audrey raised the knife in a beautiful pattern and placed it into a cup filled with clear water.

After focusing his mind, he took out a silver 'holy sword', thinking of his spirituality to spit out and spread from his sword.

An invisible energy spewed out as Audrey held the knife and circled the altar once. When he felt that the walls of spirituality had been fully erected around him, he expelled all the uncleannesses and distractions outside.

Maintaining her Audience status, she prevented her excitement and excitement from affecting the ritual.

He put down the silver knife and took out a small light blue crystal bottle and dripped a drop on each candle.

Hissing!

A faint fragrance emanated as Audrey's body, heart, and soul seemed to reach a calmness.

He took a breath as he lowered his head respectfully and began chanting incantations within Hermes.

"Stupid people who don't belong to this era,

"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog,

"You are the King of Yellow and Black who has good luck,

"i beg for help.

"i pray for your grace.

"Moonflowers, potions belonging to the red moon, please give your power to my spell!

"Fingered citron, the sun's potion, please give your power to my spell!"

…

Right after Audrey chanted the mantra and hoped to ponder the content of her plea, she felt there was an uproar within the walls of spirituality. He saw a dark red star swirling on the back of his hand.

His heart leaped as he hurriedly closed his eyes and calmed his heart to plead sincerely.

When everything was done, he scanned his surroundings superbly, but did not find anything strange.

"Is that everything?" Audrey slightly furrowed her brows as she whispered.

…

The Yellow and Black King who has good luck.The Fool who does not belong to this era, Alger Wilson in his bathrobe secretly recited the three lines of description he heard in the afternoon. He seemed to be trying to find a clue as to the identity of that person through that.

He shook his head and stood up in an obviously upset manner, but ended up doing nothing.

Algeria is uncomfortable inside the Blue Avenger, an ancient ship that is a relic of the Tudor Dynasty. Even though he had already taken control of the ship, he had a premonition that there were still many hidden secrets, such as the Blood Kaiser.

Therefore, he planned to use the ship to test the power of the Fool but did not want to try any unknown ritual magic on the ship.

The Algerians pondered for a few minutes before leaving the captain's cabin and climbing onto the deck. He said to several sailors, "We will soon reach the Rorsted Islands. We'll be anchored there for a day."

The sailors immediately cheered as they shouted in unison, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Since the ghost ship did not need sailors, there were only a few sailors inside. No need to worry about their supplies, be able to enjoy fresh food and clean water. However, day after day wading through the ocean and the almost endless scenery made them tired both physically and mentally. It felt like they were always being pressured and tolerating something until they lost control.

As for the Rorsted Islands, it was a famous colony in the Sonia Sea. Their business is growing rapidly, and they have all kinds of industries.

"I'm really impatient!" A crew member moved his hips and laughed out loud which all men would understand.

…

On the public train to Zouteland Road, Klein, who was reading the newspaper casually, suddenly flinched. He seemed to hear a subtle voice calling out to him.

A formless mutter echoed in his mind as his forehead pulsed uncontrollably.

The contents of the call that could not be heard were left as quickly as it came. In just ten seconds, it was gone. Klein pinched his forehead and endured the throbbing pain deep within his brain.

Is this the murmur of an unknown existence mentioned by Old Neil? The result of increased spiritual perception? Thoughts flashed across Klein's mind as he suddenly saw four black dots appear on the back of his right hand. They are like inconspicuous little moles.

The four black dots that came from the luck enhancement ritual quickly sank, dimmed, and disappeared.

Klein looked at it in surprise and had an additional guess about what had just happened.

Justice or The Hanged Man has tried the ritual magic I gave them?

Is my thinking right?

Those three descriptions were precisely pointing towards me through the mysterious space above the gray fog?

But I'm far from strong enough.I can't hear the contents of their request... I wonder if the information is 'stored' over the gray fog …

Yeah, I have to confirm it by going in tonight.

Klein felt a little uneasy and agitated. He quickly raised his newspaper and hid his face, preventing anyone from seeing his expression change.

Soon, he arrived at Zouteland Road and entered the Blackthorn Security Company.

Before he could greet Rozanne, Klein saw Captain Dunn Smith walking out. He held a piece of paper with a portrait on it.

"Look at this internal arrest warrant. A very cruel and cruel Beyonder had entered Tingen." Wearing his black jacket, the hatless Dunn turned her eyes away and handed him a piece of paper in passing.

Klein accepted it and the first thing that entered his vision was a portrait sketch.

The sketch is a boy with a round face. He looked friendly with a hint of embarrassment and was quite young, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Tris, suspect Beyonder. His initial estimate was of the Incitement of Sequence 8 and we did not eliminate the possibility that the Theosophical Order was behind him. The perpetrator behind the Alfalfa massacre .. According to witness testimony, he came to Tingen after leaving Enmat Port. His current whereabouts are unknown…"

Tris... Alfalfa... This is actually a crime committed by Beyonder? Klein suddenly recalled the dream interpretation from yesterday afternoon and the description of Joyce Meyer. He immediately said, "Captain, I know one of the witnesses. He might be an important witness."

"I knew. Joyce Meyer's. My help was requested by Machinery Hivemind last night. I saw you in Joyce's dream. Many details lead to confirmation that Alfalfa's tragedy was the result of Tris." Dunn's gray eyes seemed undisturbed as she chuckled.

How unattractive. Captain.. Fortunately this was my day of rest yesterday and it was not me who acted as Seer during the working hours. He barely missed the horror of being caught red-handed by his direct superior.

He instead asked, "Which Sequence Path is the Inciter? What kind of organization is the Theosophical Order?"

Was inciting others to kill each other the method Tris used to eliminate the side effects of the potion or was it a necessary requirement to advance?

Dunn thought for a few seconds and said, "It just so happens that it's time for you to learn the relevant information regarding Beyonders and the mysterious organization. You mustn't be ordered by Old Neil to keep reading historical documents all the time."

Captain, isn't there a reason to recruit me into your 'historical expert? Klein did not dare to point out the problem as he nodded seriously.

"Good."