lord of the mysteries Chapter 788 - Hidden Passage

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Its fine, Klein replied with a warm smile.

Although he didnt seem to notice anything, thoughts were flying through his mind. He began considering what the anomaly that happened during that instant meant.

Previously, the Keepers would head upstairs along the nearby staircase. It can be preliminary determined that they live there, coinciding with the area where the anomaly happened... The Keepers arent in the best of conditions, so the chances of them losing control are greater than ordinary Beyonders, causing them to suddenly release a sense of an evil and diabolical will?

And this was suppressed and quelled by the core seal deep behind Chanis Gate?

If thats the case, there are two possibilities. One, the core seal behind Chanis Gate can sense all the anomalies in Saint Samuel Cathedral, and then react instinctively. Second, during the Keepers watch over the years, they are constantly corroded by the core seals powers. In a certain sense, they are a part of it, or they bear the weight of the corresponding traits. Once any abnormalities happen, their bodies will immediately intervene.

If its the former, that means that when I knock a Keeper unconscious and replace him, it will easily be detected by the core seal behind Chanis Gate. It will produce an anomaly like before, causing my plan to fail right at the beginning. If its the latter, Ill definitely be repelled when entering Chanis Gate, even when disguised as a Keeper...

I need to figure out the problem before coming up with a direct countermeasure...

Its really difficult to steal Sealed Artifacts from the various Churches. Its no wonder almost no one is willing to do so...

As Kleins thoughts wandered, he superficially paid attention to Bishop Elektras explanation of Saint Samuels experiences and letters that he left behind. When it was almost time, he politely bade him farewell.

After returning to 160 Boklund Street, he saw his butler approach just as he handed his hat and cane to Richardson.

Sir, do you plan on holding a ball or banquet next weekend and invite the neighbors? Walter wasnt using a suggestive tone, but a tone of inquiry.

However, Klein knew very well that since his butler had raised the matter, it meant that it was almost time.

He nodded gently and said, Saturday night then. A ball.

Ill have to trouble you and Taneja to make the preparations.

Is there enough money?

When saying the last statement, Klein looked to his housekeeper.

Taneja sternly nodded and said, Theres enough.

The various alcoholic beverages in your wine cellar is enough to handle several banquets.

When moving into 160 Boklund Street, Klein had handed her 1,000 pounds in cash for the household expenses. From the looks of it, even with the need to replenish fine wine, tea leaves, and coffee beans, it wasnt something that could be spent in a month.

The gold pound is rather strong after all... Klein nodded and smiled.

Lets not use wine thats too expensive for our first ball. Its common to be reserved in Loen.

Yes, sir. Although Walter was very aware of how to run a ball, he still paid serious attention to his employers instructions.

He paused and said, There are only two things you need to do. First, its to settle the guest list with our help, thinking up some small talk for each guest, matching the persons corresponding status and experience. Second, its to order a suit for the ball.

How troublesome... When greeting Hazel, can I say that the sewers here are cleaner than the squares in the Southern Continent? As Klein sighed and lampooned, he nodded slightly.

No problem.

Deep into the night, the crimson moon hung high in the sky. The smog which had significantly thinned made Backlund have an additional sense of tranquility.

In Dwayne Dantess master bedroom, Klein set up a ritual to summon himself.

He planned on entering the sewers tonight to confirm that Trissy had left. He then planned on heading for the fork she had described, to explore the so-called hidden passageway to see if he could discover anything.

Klein didnt have extravagant hopes of gaining anything. He was only worried that the secret hidden in the sewers would pose a hidden risk that would one day explode. This could easily involve Dwayne Dantes who lived nearby, spoiling his plans in stealing the Antigonus familys notebook.

On this matter, I cant be an ostrich that buries its head in the sand and pretend not to know anything... I should discover the problem early and destroy what needs destroying or report what needs reporting before it completely erupts. Thats the most effective solution... Of course, I also need to be sufficiently careful. I mustnt let my exploration end up lighting a fuse... Kleins Spirit Body tore out of the candlelight, and with Aziks copper whistle augmenting him, he possessed the physical body of Dwayne Dantes, controlling him to walk to the boundary of the wall of spirituality and sit in the reclining chair.

To the external world, it looked as though the tycoon had dozed off reading the papers.

Summoning my soul to possess my own body feels different from returning to my body. Theres an obvious barrier in between... Klein did a comparison of the experience and floated to his desk, cleaning up most of the items on the altar and leaving behind the candle that maintained his summoning to burn silently.

After doing all of this, Klein wore Creeping Hunger, and with Aziks copper whistle, Death Knell, and the Senor gold coin in possession, he flew out of the master bedroom and left 160 Boklund Street, drilling into the sewers.

Just as Klein found himself in the moist and dirty environment, he immediately released Wraith Senor and made his marionette open up a distance from him, turning into the hidden fork where Trissy was previously recuperating.

This time, he saw that the clean region in the sewers was already stained with dirt containing signs of rats.

From the looks of it, Trissy has really left... Klein, who was following far behind, heaved a sigh of relief.

As a Spirit Body, he didnt need to breathe, nor did he need to walk on the ground. Therefore, he didnt mind how disgusting the sewers were.

Senor walked out of the area and continued walking ahead and turned on the sixth left turn. Klein constantly maintained a distance of fifty meters, perfectly acting the role of the person behind the scenes.

At the end of the fork was a corroded wall covered in moss. At a glance, there werent any abnormalities to it. If Trissy hadnt mentioned it, Klein wouldnt have gotten his marionette to observe every inch of the area in detail.

A few minutes later, Senor suddenly straightened his back and walked forward, entering the wall.

Passing through the rather thick obstacle, Kleins eyes opened up. With the marionettes vision, he saw a half-natural, half-artificial cave. It wasnt more than 1.8 meters high and was about 3 meters wide. The ground was littered with tools like shovels which were wrapped in oilskin and large piles of mud and rubble. Right up ahead were two hidden passageways that extended downwards.

The left one was about five to six meters deep, while the one on the right was nearly ten meters deep. However, nothing seemed to have existed in them, as though they were still being excavated.

This was dug up by Hazel? In the day, shes an arrogant lady of high society, and at night, shes an excavator in the sewers? Furthermore, shes moving the dirt and rubble one pail at a time? She was loitering around to find the exact spot, and digging was the subsequent step? That wall mustve been a secret door... Klein hid himself at the forks entrance as he made Senor scrutinize the area.

Following that, he made the Wraith enter the left passage until he reached a completely sealed off area.

Senors figure slowly turned faint as it turned incorporeal. In this state, he passed through the soil and explored deeper.

But even when reaching the hundred-meter limit, he didnt discover anything of use. All he saw were ordinary insects and worms.

Klein made the marionette switch directions, swimming in the sea of soil without finding anything.

Senor soon returned to the cave from before and entered the right passageway without being affected by any obstacles.

Theres still nothing... Its not without reason that Trissy determined that it will only work for a particular pathway or being in possession of a certain item... Hmm... She mustve probed the area with the invisible threads of a Demoness of Pleasure... Unfortunately, Ive already lost Tinder... I wonder if the gray fogs aura on me would work. It seems to strongly attract Beyonders from the Marauder pathway... Klein silently commented and, using his Spirit Body state, planned on personally visiting the two hidden passageways that Hazel had dug up.

However, he curbed his desire because he was now a Marionettist. Doing it personally in situations that didnt require it was in violation of the acting principles.

Its fine even if I dont use the gray fogs aura. Ill just request to purchase a mystical item from the Marauder pathway during tomorrow afternoons Tarot Gathering. It doesnt need to be too expensive. It can just correspond to Sequence 8 or 9... Hmm, that badge from Lanevus is only a signal receiver, not an item of this pathway... While not aware of the exact situation of whats hiding inside, rashly using my Spirit Body to explore it might result in me attracting a High-Sequence monster... Being careful and cautious will forever be a condition for myself... Klein slowly heaved a sigh of relief and retrieved Wraith Senor.

He wasnt worried that Hazel would continue coming in the near future. Any person with normal intelligence wouldnt continue coming unless they had the means to deal with the situation from before!

Ignoring how Hazel hasnt had any contact with Beyonder circles, even if she has, getting an item from the Sun domain isnt simple. After all, Backlund is the territory of the Church of Storms... I do have something that I dont use often. Heh heh, can I find an opportunity to sell it to her and then let her use it to harm my marionette? Klein jeered at himself before shaking his head with a laugh.

He ended the summoning and returned above the gray fog, vanishing from the sewers.

On Monday morning, the bright sunlight tore through the thin clouds, shining onto every corner of Backlund.

Emlyn White pulled down on his silk top hat. As he left the carriage and walked to the Harvest Church, he squinted his eyes and mumbled, What terrible weather...

Backlunds worst season is coming soon...

He was just about to step onto the stairs when he saw a paperboy approach him, handing him a copy of the Tussock Times.

Sir, todays morning papers!

Emlyn wanted to reject it when he discovered a small slip clasped in the middle of the boys fingers.

...

Emlyn maintained his countenance as he took out a penny and passed it to the boy, receiving the copy of the Tussock Times and the slip.

Before entering the Harvest Church, he quickly spread it open and scanned it.

There are clues to the people you are looking for. Please come to the Bravehearts Bar.