Lord of the Mysteries

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The highly alert Red Gloves captain Eric’s body trembled inexplicably, and saw the stray Magician who claimed to be Merlin Hermes exploded directly behind the astronomical telescope.

However, this not at all splashed the bleeding meat, and the broken limbs quickly disappeared into the air like soap bubbles.

“…” Eric and the squad members who heard the prestige all fell into a daze state, not understanding how such a sudden change would happen.

A second later, Eric said solemnly:

“Evacuation!”

He wanted to lead the team out of the apartment while the danger had not really dissipated.

At this time, another silhouette came into the open door of Room 403, which was Merlin Hermes who had just exploded out of thin air.

The wandering Magician wore a tall top hat and a black robe. As if nothing had happened, he said to Eric and his members:

“The source of the problem is indeed the astronomical telescope.”

While speaking, Klein went to the balcony area and patted the astronomical telescope with a right hand.

With another bang, the astronomical telescope suddenly shattered into each and everyone’s metal light spot, filled with a foul blue black energy body.

After the gray mist disappeared, the foul odor disappeared and the blackness turned away, and the interior of the room was completely restored to normal.

“… What the hell is going on?” Eric forced himself to forget what happened when the other person died and asked, pondering.

As an experienced Red Gloves captain, he has some guesses about the truth of the whole thing. The purpose of asking questions is mainly to seek confirmation.

Klein smiled and said :

“In simple words, this astronomical telescope does not know what happened because the mutation caused the owner of the room to see something that should not be seen.

“If you want to know more details, you can only collect clues yourself, I am not quite clear.”

Eric is slightly nodded, turning his eyes to his members, and beckoning them to continue their investigation.

After some hesitation, Eric said to Merlin Hermes:

“There are not many clues about the legacy in the room, we can only determine a few things:

“One, John is a local resident who served in the war, and his mental state seems to have certain problems; 2. He was an astronomical hobby very early. After the war, he joined an academic called the” astronomical research religious order ” Organization, but we did not at all collect any information about this organization; 3, John seems to be looking for a way to see the real starry sky. “

Speaking of the word “starry sky,” Eric stopped paused a bit and seemed to have received a warning from the upper levels of the Church of the Night.

After the war, I joined an organization called the “astronomical research religious order” … looking for a way to see the real starry sky … Klein combined with the “experience” just now, had a certain degree of grasp on the matter, and lightly nodded and said:

“You should all know that ‘starry sky’ means danger, and you can’t even understand it.”

“We will report the case to Archbishop as soon as possible and define the ‘astronomical research’religious order’ as a dangerous organization.” Eric said as if communicating with his boss who was not directly responsible for Night Watcher.

Klein didn’t respond, and sighed while walking towards the door:

“The war does have an irreversible impact on all aspects …”

“God of War” fell behind, and the original barrier on the verge of collapse lost part of its support, and “Goddess of the Night” has not yet fully grasped the corresponding “uniqueness” for the time being, and as “Old One”, more I do n’t know how long to wait. In this case, the Outer God ’s erosion of this World will naturally deepen, which is combined with the war trauma that a large number of ordinary people have.

Klein suspected that during the period of post-war reconstruction, there have been a lot of evil cult organizations pointing to “starry sky” and different Outer Gods throughout Ruen. If you let them develop believers and make various high-risk attempts, doomsday will definitely advance .

With a sigh, he walked out of room 403 step by step, and the silhouette quickly blurred and became transparent until it disappeared.

In a hotel near Praia Street, Klein, who had already stayed, picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

While it was still early in the morning, he went out again and took a carriage to the outskirts of the Constant City riparian zone.

There is a cemetery where stone tablets stand like a low forest.

Klein walked through the cemetery, relying on spirituality to “direct the way” and found a tombstone.

The owner of this tombstone is called:

“Welch McGovern”.

This is Klein’s former college classmate. Because he bought Antigonus family notebook, he died strangely in Thengen, which indirectly led to Zhou Mingrui “cross over”.

Welch McGovern ’s father was a banker in Constant City. He spent the money to bring his son ’s body back to his hometown and buried it in this cemetery.

Klein stared at the photo on the tombstone for a few seconds, bent down, and placed the white bouquet in his hand in front of Welch’s grave.

He was about to turn and leave, and suddenly stopped, 20-30 seconds later, an old man with a black stick came from the other direction.

Klein recognized him and knew it was Welch’s father. He once invited himself and his classmates to a Midsea County banker who had a big meal.

However, compared with a few years ago, this gentleman is much older. He was originally a very energetic middle-aged gentleman. Now his hair is half-white, and there are many wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, mouth and forehead.

“Who are you?” Welch’s father looked at the stranger in front of the grave and asked both suspiciously and alertly.

Klein sighed Road:

“Uncle, I’m Welch’s friend, and I just passed Constant City recently.”

Welch’s father slightly nodded, said in a low voice:

“He is a person who likes to make friends, and I only know some of them.”

He actually explained the reason why he did not invite the guest in front of him at the funeral. He was very sorry for this.

Klein didn’t say much, he looked around and said:

“Anything you need help with, or rather, what do you want to achieve? I hope I can provide a strength.”

Welch ’s father looked around and bitterly said with a smile:

“Can you make all the dead here stand up again?”

It’s not impossible, it’s just not the same as you want to stand up again … Klein secretly sighed, hook the head.

“Then you can restore Constant’s to its original appearance?” Welch’s father asked again with a wry smile.

Not waiting for Klein to respond, he sighed and continued:

“There is no need to provide help. I can do what I can achieve. If I can’t, I can only pray to God.”

While speaking, the banker crossed Klein, walked to his son’s tombstone, stooped down and put down the white bouquet in his hand.

Klein looks at his back, whispering to himself:

“I’ll try my best.”

After talking, he turned around and left the cemetery.

…………

Constant’s, a bar decorated in the style of the last century.

A man wrapped in a thick jacket carried beer and walked to the board beside the bar, trying to find a part-time job from the sheets of paper attached to it.

Suddenly, he saw a strange commissioned task:

“I am a reporter, and I want to collect various stories from different people from the war. It is best if I have experienced it myself. The reward I can offer is to meet your desire to repair and rebuild the house for free. There are sufficient resources in this regard.

“Merlin Hermes.”

The man frowned subconsciously and felt that the commission was too peculiar, like a product of pranks.

“Do you understand the text above?” A skinny man sitting by the board took the opportunity and asked.

There are only a few people who can read and write in this bar. Even if you want to find a job or receive a corresponding commission, most people do n’t understand what the papers posted on the board are, but bartender can only remember The highest living compensation.

Based on this situation, the thin men have relied on themselves to go to free schools, mastered the common Ruen language vocabulary, and provided others with the corresponding interpretation at a price of 1/4 pence.

This is how he lives.

The man hooked the head, indicating that he could understand Ruen language, and he pointed to Merlin Hermes’ commission:

“This is real?”

“Really, the reporter is sitting in that corner, wearing a high top hat.” The thin man pointed out the direction enthusiastically.

The reporter promised him that he would give him 1 / 4p for every introduction.

The man carrying the beer fell silent, hesitating for ten or more seconds before heading to the corner, and found the reporter named Merlin Hermes.

“You, will you really help me rebuild the house?” He asked, anxiously worried.

Klein pointed to the file on the small round table and said:

“We can sign a contract.”

“… No, even if you only provide some materials, I am very satisfied.” The man sat across from Klein’s and said quite rigorously, “I don’t have a very vivid story.”

“Real enough will be fine.” Klein slightly nodded, giving encouragement.

The man’s eyes shifted downward, staring at the table:

“I’m a Constant’s native. I used to have a decent job. I bought a townhouse on Danchao Street. Later, when the war broke out, my house became a ruin during a bombing. My eldest son, the child who just entered elementary school was buried in …

“We had to rent another 2 bedroom room until fusacian occupied Constant’s, they, they dragged my wife away and she never came back …

“Sometimes ago, someone informed me to recognize the corpse. I couldn’t recognize her. She was rotting badly. However, she still had the clothes in her pocket and our water bill …

“When she was renting a house, she always missed our home, as did my little daughter. I don’t have much money now, I can only barely maintain my life, but I hope to rebuild that house a little bit.

“Honestly speaking, I really don’t like telling others about my misfortune. I would rather be silent, but if I can really get help in rebuilding this thing, then I can …”

Klein holding a pen and paper, pretending to be a record, hearing this gently nodded said:

“Your wish will come true. You will wait for me tomorrow in front of the ruins of that house on Danchao Street.”

At the same time, he pushed 1shilling banknotes in the past:

“This is the money that invites you to drink.”

The man’s eyes flickered, as if he wanted to refuse, but he finally picked up the banknote.

On the 2nd day, after sending the little daughter to the church school, he walked back to the familiar Danchao Street along the familiar road, and then saw the familiar house.

Its chimney, its window, its gate, and the weeds on its wall have not changed a bit, making people familiar with it, it seems that a beautiful hostess will open the door and lead 2 A child came out to greet their father.

The man was stunned and couldn’t believe it was true.

But even if it is an illusion, he is willing to sink into it.

…………

Several days later, Klein, who had completed one after another similar wishes, pushed open the window of the hotel, and in the mist of dawn, raised his hands and snapped his fingers.

Constant’s In a city with high terrain, Welch’s father habitually woke up early and dreamed of breathing early morning air because he dreamed of his dead son and loved ones.

Under the light of dawn, he suddenly saw stand in great numbers like chimneys and blast furnaces in the forest, and saw tall buildings one after another.

The former Constant City completely reappeared before his eyes, bathed in orange morning light.