LOM: Lord of Mysticism

Klein soon found a bloodstained wallet containing some notes, a Deweyville Library card, two pairs of brass keys, an unstuffed smoking pipe, a sheathed dagger, and a few letters that were folded neatly.

Klein opened the letters, quickly scanning through them.

"Dear Mr. Z,

Please allow me to defend myself. When Hanass and I sold off the Antigonus family's notebook, it wasn't stupidity or betrayal.

It seemed like a wicked item alive, armed with a certain life and wisdom. At different stages and before different people, it would show different contents.

Although the notebook shows content that is sufficiently true each time, I believe that it would only reveal the completed content in the hands of a descendant of the Antigonus family.

When Hanass and I received it, we could only see some trivial matters of the Antigonus family, the general situation on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range, and the three Sequence potion formulas that we handed in to you previously.

As you know, the Secret Order has the Seer pathway in its grasp and possesses powerful tracking abilities, so Hanass and I believed that it would be a risky move to continue keeping the notebook.

Since we couldn't wait for your reply, we agreed amongst ourselves to sell the notebook to Welch, who enjoyed collecting relics and ancient books and could afford to pay a high price for it.

As I am writing these words, Hanass is dead. He died due to a heart attack during his sleep. That must be a blessing from God to prevent him from suffering the outcome of falling into the hands of heretics.

I had no choice but to move to somewhere safer, more hidden. It seems they have yet to suspect me, and their investigations came to a halt due to Hanass' sudden death.

Therefore, I plan to borrow a few more journal issues from the Deweyville Library to seek out more clues.

As a faction that also had the Seer pathway in its grasp, the Antigonus family must have had some divinations regarding its decimation.

They could have left behind secret treasures that would allow for the revival of the family, hidden on the Nation of the Evernight in the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range.

Having read that, Klein nearly dropped the letter.

The notebook that led to the original Klein's death originated from the Antigonus family, who had the Seer pathway in its grasp.

Emperor Roselle's diary influenced him to choose the Seer potion, as Emperor Roselle was biased towards the Seer Sequence because of the mysterious Mr. Zaratul, who was the leader of the Secret Order, which also has the Seer pathway in its grasp.

Klein held the letter and paced back and forth.

The Secret Order that the Zaratul family controls had pursued and searched for the belongings left behind by the Antigonus family.

Klein cast his gaze onto the last third piece of paper.

"Honorable Mr. Z, I hope I can gain your assistance. I believe that you should be interested in the treasure too.

Until then, I will make myself a normal lover of history. When the end of days arrives, I will offer all of Tingen's lambs as a sacrifice to God.

Humbly, Sirius Arapis."

Who is this, Mr. Z? He seems like someone in a high position. At the very least, he should be in the same sequence as Captain.

Where was Sirius sending the letter to? He didn't write down the address.

Klein looked at the corpse before him, and an idea immediately popped into his head.

"Mediumship!"

Spirit Mediums could directly communicate with spirits that had yet to disperse. Seers, Mystery Pryers, and others could roughly accomplish the same thing using ritualistic magic.

Previously, when he was dealing with the corpse of the suited clown, Klein missed his chance. But now, Klein had the ingredients and tools and the experience of communicating with lingering resentment through the help of dream divination.

Klein turned around. He took out his badge and told the onlookers through the shattered oriel window, "I am a probationary inspector from the Special Operations Department of the Awwa County Police. I have shot the criminal to death. Please take this badge to the nearest police station and tell them to send backup to deal with the follow-up. Also, do not allow anyone to come close, for they might contaminate the scene."

"Yes, Officer!" The librarian quickly took the badge.

When the entire scene was cordoned off and no one could enter, Klein returned and stood by the side of the corpse, who now looked more like a monster than a human.

He reached into the inner pocket of his windbreaker to take out a metal bottle, ready to use the techniques of a mediumship ritual with dream divination.