Lord of the Mysteries

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White feather?

Klein looked at the grave without bones, and suddenly thought of a word:

“Angel!”

The 7 major church’s books are filled with the legends of Angel and Saint, and one of the characteristics of the former is a pair of pure wings on the back, 2 pairs, 3 pairs, and even 6 pairs of white.

However, in the blink of an eye, Klein remembered another story:

Mister Ards once described his dream to him, and described the dream like life after life.

One of the scenes is in a dark tomb, surrounded by many open old coffins, and inside the coffin lies a corpse with white feathers on its back!

Is this a special manifestation of Death God path, or is it a weird phenomenon created by the Spiritual Religion Society? Klein didn’t open his mouth, calmed his emotions, and calmly looked at the white feathers stained with light butter on the bottom of the tomb.

He initially judged that the old mister would not be Angel, because the horror Extraordinary of Sequence Two and even Sequence One will definitely have a strong influence on the surrounding. For example, the “Saint’s Ashes” after the Thengen City Chanis Gate will extend almost invisible. The cold, thin lines of black seal the people and things around.

Of course, it is possible that he did not really die … just like Mister Ards? Klein bent down and picked up three white feathers with the right palm wearing black gloves.

– After he plans to go home, go to the boast the grey mist to make a divination.

At this time, Caupsty slowed down, and even rolled to the side of Klein, looking at the grave road with fear:

“What about the body?”

Klein looked at him sideways and lowered the mouth and said:

“Maybe, he left.”

“I’m gone …” Caupsty repeated in horror, thoroughly recognizing how terrifying the awakening of the dead was.

He shook his legs and said to himself:

“But, but I didn’t use him for him, use resurrection ceremony for him.”

Klein turned his body and stared at him for a few seconds:

“Death is not the end.”

“Death is not the end … Death is not the end …” Caupsty was frightened by the ideas he believed in and blurted out and asked, “He, will he come back?”

Well, the messenger of the copper whistle summon, the big probability corresponds to the old mister, that is, giving the note to the messenger is equivalent to sending the letter to the old mister, sending a letter to a person who has died for almost half a year. … Oh, I don’t know where he is going now, in what state… For Caupsty’s question, Klein casually mentioned:

“Don’t blow that copper whistle again.”

“You mean, copper whistle will attract him back?” Caupsty was frightened and asked.

Not waiting for Klein to answer, he again asked each minding their own business:

“You, can you help me throw this copper whistle into the River of Tasok?”

“If not, then I will go by myself.”

Have you not been interested in the corresponding philosophy of death before? Klein groaned and reached for the copper whistle belonging to Caupsty.

He intends to try to send a letter to the dead to see what happens when the conditions are right.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he is not too dangerous.

After instructing Caupsty to refill the tomb, Klein exchanged knowledge about “spiritual dance” and the corresponding mysticism with him, enriched his knowledge, and asked clearly when Caupsty buried the old mister, according to his will, Let the body lie face down.

In some special cases, it is more effective and easier to replace the cumbersome arrangement of some magical ceremony with “spiritual dance”. When the purpose is achieved, Klein warns Caupsty that he should stop playing the so-called resurrection ceremony.

Then he left the street from the garden and traveled far to the carriage to the eastern district.

After changing to the previous clothes, he returned to Minsk Street and entered the bedroom. After a series of operations, he brought 3 white feathers and Caupsty’s copper whistle to above the grey mist.

Sit down to the high back chair belonging to Fool, Klein presents a pen and paper, writing the long-awaited destination statement:

“It’s the origin.”

Immediately afterwards, he held the three white feathers and leaned back against the back of the chair.

In meditation, Klein entered a dream, all around misty, gray and rich.

In such Heaven and Earth, there is a thick and dull darkness. Suddenly, the darkness was stained with crimson colors, and a pale hand protruded out the tan soil.

one silhouette slowly climbed up, he not at all lifted the slate and stirred the soil, but penetrated just like that.

Under the crimson moonlight, the clothing behind this person’s shadow was ragged and white feathers grew out.

This has a white-haired silhouette with a slight side, revealing the obvious erythema of the face, as well as the sturdy, dull, unaffected eyes.

It took a step, struggling to penetrate the fence, and went deeper into the black, going further and further until it disappeared.

The dream broke and Klein woke up.

The white feathers really grow behind the body… It’s like Miss Sharon, but it’s obviously different, it’s very heavy and it’s really unrealistic… It seems to be between the human body and the spiritual body. Semi-naturally incomplete transformation? Communicating the real world and the messenger of the spiritual world Underworld? Klein reached out and tapped the edge of the long table and meditated for a while.

Then, he again divination now using Caupsty’s copper whistle to send a letter is dangerous, got a positive answer, and the spiritual pendulum rotates a lot, very fast.

“Unfortunately, you can’t use copper whistle directly on the grey mist, the messenger can’t get in, otherwise there is no danger…” Klein said, falling into the grey mist and returning to the real World.

…………

In the early morning, the relatively thin woods of Queen District.

The face is round, and the 30-year-old Medicine Master appeared in a secluded corner, and the secretly planted herbs were stored in the skin bag that he carried with him.

After completing today’s mission, he straightened his waist and moved to the body, silently saying to himself:

“Sure enough, the physical quality has improved, and it is no longer as resistant to toxins as before.”

“But…why is my Sequence Eight ‘Beast Tamer’? What does this have to do with ‘Medicine Master’?”

“Well, Medicine Master is a part of domesticated animals that use plants and have lost their lives. Beast Tamer is domesticated and uses living animals, including extraordinary creatures?”

“Then my Sequence Seven will be able to domesticate and use human race?”

“The old man didn’t tell me the name of the Sequence Seven, nor gave me the formula. When I stabilized, I have to try to contact him.”

Medicine Master punches and kicks, adapts to the strong body, until it is too tired to stop moving.

In the middle of a breath, he began to think about a serious question:

That is how Beast Tamer should play?

“Beast Tamer… What should I do? Looking for animals to be domesticated?” In the Medicine Master, suddenly there was some sense and I looked at the artificial lake.

There is a golden retriever dog running there cheerfully.

Seems to be aware of his sight, the Golden Retriever dog suddenlyd sideways and looked over.

The line of sight collided in mid-air, and the golden-haired big dog slammed, and immediately turned to the engine, and the smoke disappeared.

…………

Earl Hall home in a luxury villa.

Susie returned to the piano room, squatting by Audrey’s feet, tongue out, panting.

When the golden haired girl played a song, it was afraid to say:

“Audrey, I met a terrifying guy.”

“His eyes are terrifying!”

“Yes? What does he want to do to you?” Audrey asked curiously and with concern.

Susie thought about it seriously: “I don’t know. In short, he is very dangerous. This is my instinct.”

“What does he look like?” Audrey thought about whether the guards and attendants at home would warn the man.

“I didn’t see it clearly, I feel, I feel that he is my natural enemy!” Susie replied in a serious manner.

Your natural enemy? Dog nemesis? Audrey showed a reserved smile:

“Susie, you haven’t been to the woods recently.”

“Wang, Audrey, you just didn’t feel good? I heard it from your piano,” Susie asked.

Audrey lightly nodded and said :

“Well … I just received news from Gleylit, and Forsi and Quinn told me that the party tonight was cancelled. I had planned to exchange you with extraordinary materials.”

And try to contact Psychology Alchemy Union… she silently added a sentence.

“Why?” Susie asked with doubt.

Audrey thought about answering:

“It is said to be the impact of the serial killing.”

…………

On the morning of Week 6, the air in Beckland was as bad as usual.

Klein is trying to make a kind of pasta that he loves when he was a child. For this reason, he bought a higher quality flour, added water and sugar, and adjusted it into a thin “paper.”

Then he poured oil into the pot and wetted the surface.

After the heat, he picked up some noodles with a spoon and poured them to the side of the pot, which was very thin.

In the voice of zī zī zī, he spread a few pancakes, and the flavor of the flour gradually spread out.

Waiting for the same, he uncovered the soft, doughy crepes one after another, put them in the dish, and added water to make the remaining material a batter.

As soon as he returned to the restaurant with the bread and “mushy”, Klein impatient pulled off a piece and stuffed it into the mouth.

The pizza has only a rich wheat scent and a sweet taste that stimulates appetite. It is simple, simple, but very delicious.

It’s the taste in memory… Klein is eating fast, taking a batter from time to time.

Just when he ate almost the same and began to slow down, the doorbell suddenly sounded, and the sound of ding dong continued to echo.

New commission? Klein took off the napkin, wiped his hand and got up to the door.

He has not yet grasped the handle, and the image of the visitor naturally appears in his mind.

It is a middle-aged gentleman with a white face, a thin face and a temperament.

That is the private detective Isengard Stanton who can get the police invitation!

What did he come to see me for? Klein opened the door in doubt and asked with a smile:

“Good morning, Mr. Stanton, is there anything?”

Isengard took off the half-high silk top hat and laughed with a smile :

“Good morning, Mr. Moriarty. I want to work with you. I think you are an excellent detective. I had just found the East Balam shipyard on my own and the dock union.”

“Cooperation?” Klein didn’t hide his guilt.

Isengard tapped the black cane, and the voice replied:

“Find the murderer of the recent serial killings.”

“The police have given a reward, 2000 pound.”