Lord of the Mysteries

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The gray and white mist is almost the same, the deep red and illusory stars are hanging far or near, and Klein sits in the magnificent palace like the giant residence, quietly looking at everything familiar.

After a few seconds, he took back his gaze and let a yellow-brown parchment appear in front of him, then wrote a call to the narrative that he had changed the mantra:

"Point a candle to symbolize yourself;"

“Building a holy environment with a spiritual wall;”

"Into the candlelight, drop into the full moon oil, chamomile pure dew, deep sleep flower powder and other materials (note: in this step, do not need to pay too much attention, because it is to call yourself);"

"Missing the following mantra:"

"I! (古赫密斯, Giant, Dragon, Elvish, must shout)"

"I summon in my name (Hermes):"

"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the fog, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

......

After carefully examining it three times, Klein wrote the divination statement at the bottom:

"It is dangerous to conduct the above ceremony outside."

He shouted, put a pen on it, untied the silver chain inside the cuff, and held it with his left hand.

When the citrine pendant is suspended above the parchment, it only touches the divination statement. He converges and enters the state of meditation.

"It is dangerous to conduct the above ceremony outside."

"It is dangerous to conduct the above ceremony outside."

......

After meditation seven times, Klein opened almost all black eyes and saw the citrine pendant turning counterclockwise.

This means negation, meaning no danger!

"You can try it." Klein was busy letting the items in front of him disappear, extending the spirituality to wrap themselves, simulating the feeling of falling down.

After returning to the bedroom, Klein cleaned the desk directly, and set a minty candle in the center because the wall was sealed with a spiritual wall.

He pressed his right hand on the candle, and used the spiritual friction to ignite the other.

In the faint yellow light, Klein dropped the corresponding essential oil, pure dew and herbal powder into the flame.

The quiet and scent of the fragrance is filled with moments, and the room is sometimes bright and faint.

After two steps back, Klein looked at the candle that symbolizes himself and shouted out in the giant language:

"I!"

Then he switched to Hermes:

"I summon in my name:"

"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the fog, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

His voice just fell, and suddenly he felt the swaying dim candlelight blended with the tranquil scent around him, madly absorbing his own spirituality.

"A deep sleep flower belonging to the Red Moon, please pass the power to my curse..." Klein endured the uncomfortableness of spirituality and mourned the follow-up curse.

At this time, he saw the candlelight stop shaking, standing there quietly, and dyed the gray color, stretching to the size of the palm.

"I didn't summon anything... Ah, maybe I need to respond to the fog. It's really troublesome to call myself..." Kline squeezed his tingling forehead and said to himself silently.

He slowed down for a dozen seconds, stepped back four steps, and once again came to the fog, and saw the light pattern of the top and bottom of the ancient long table.

This comes from the quirky symbol behind the high back chair—an eccentric symbol consisting of the “innocent eye” that symbolizes the hidden part and the “distorted line” that symbolizes the change.

Klein just made a gesture of touching his hand, and immediately immediately heard the words "I! I call in my name", "The fool who does not belong to this era", "The mysterious ruler above the fog", and saw it. The influx of spirituality and the swaying light patterns are combined into an illusory, unformed door.

The door swayed and wanted to open, and Klein immediately got the inspiration and gave him a strong idea to push it away.

Almost instantaneous, innocent fog and magnificent palaces were suddenly pulled, creating a slight invisibility.

This circle circled one after another, rushing toward the illusory, unformed gate.

However, no matter how Klein promoted, the door could not be opened, and all the movements eventually fell silent.

“Because the ‘call of the door’ is not fully formed?” Klein retracted his mind and frowned at the cause of the failure.

- He casually named the illusory door "the door to summon."

"Well, it's my spiritual insufficiency, I can't build a complete 'call to the door'... Wait until I advance to the sequence 8 and become a 'clown'. I can go through the early dangerous stages and try again. Maybe there will be no problem at that time... ..." Klein nodded lightly and probably understood what was going on.

This experiment gave him great confidence and strong encouragement, because this is the event of divination and eternal glory. He first made the mysterious space above the fog produce a different reaction!

"There is always one day, I have to figure out all the secrets here!" Klein made an announcement in excitement and fell into an innocent fog under the spiritual package.

............

Back in the bedroom, Klein quickly extinguished the candle, ended the ceremony, then packed up the desk and lifted the wall of spirituality.

In the wind that suddenly burst, he yawned and fell to the bed. He just wrapped his quilt and slept.

In a fascinating and fragmented dream, Klein suddenly woke up and found himself sitting in the living room of his home, holding a copy of the "Tingen City Honest Man".

...The captain will not come again? He was stunned first, and immediately looked at the belly window with a good air and a funny look.

With a bang, the door opened and Dunn, wearing a black over-the-knee trench coat, walked in with a cane and a pipe.

He still wears a half-height black top hat, and still has a faint gray eye.

Dunn came to the living room and sat down on the single sofa, leisurely placing his right leg on the left leg.

He put his cane, took off his hat, and leaned back, so quietly, as if looking at Klein in a thoughtful way.

Captain, what do you want to do today... Klein is amazed.

In order not to expose himself to knowing that this is a dream, he pretended not to be affected and continued to look at the newspaper.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes, he looked up and looked at Dunn across the street and found that the captain was still looking at himself quietly and thoughtfully.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, Klein, who had turned the newspaper over and over again, saw Dunn staring at himself quietly and thoughtfully.

Captain, you are so uncomfortable like this... Klein can't sit still. He folded the newspaper, put it aside, smiled at Dunn, then went to the kitchen to take out the rag and wiped the table and coffee table. .

Captain, you see, my dream is so simple, so ordinary, so boring, nothing worth watching, let's go! If you change a ghost, I pretend to be scared and let you complete the "nightmare" achievement! He prayed silently, but looked up and saw Dunn's faint, gray eyes that seemed to be thinking.

Under such silent, unchanging gaze, Klein wiped the furniture clean, cleaned the room, and was too tired in the dream.

The one that made him most tired was Dunn Smith, who had been watching himself quietly, as if thinking.

I don't know how busy it was, he finally saw the captain put down his right leg, stood up, then took a cane, put on his hat, and walked to the door.

Klein held his breath and watched Dunn leave his home.

He couldn't help but raise his right hand and make a goodbye.

Calling... When everything was back to normal, Klein took a long breath.

It was a nightmare just now! He wants to cry without tears.

............

Beckland, West End, Phillips Department Store.

This is the most exclusive department store in the Kingdom of Lun, open only to nobles and wealthy members with membership.

There are always one luxury caravans on the outside. The badges on the outside are different. In addition to being a holy place for shopping, it is also a well-known social place because of the strict restrictions of personnel.

Audrey took the maid Anne and the golden retriever, Su Shi, and walked down the carriage at the waiter's hospitality and entered the gate.

Along the way, she can see Miss Viscount, the Countess, or the girl whose parents have a prominent status.

She maintains an elegant attitude, greets one by one with normative but not rude etiquette, with different entry points and different aristocratic brief exchanges, for example, facing a certain countess, she would like to praise her new dress. The fit, with the baroness of a certain singer, has to say how outstanding her husband's performance in the upper house.

The previous Audrey was always not good enough in this link, too self-willed and self-conscious, but now, she does not need to spend more time to deal with it.

In the eyes of the "audience", most of the aristocratic women's emotions and thoughts are written on the face.

On the second floor, Audrey turned to the shop selling clothes.

The waiter in the shop is a young girl with a small green dress. She wears a black and white interlaced dress and has a stubborn shoulder-shouldered blond hair. It is the "arbitrator" Hugh Dilcha.

Audrey made a look at the big dog Su Shi without change of expression. The other side instantly understood her meaning and ran to another counter cheerfully.

The maid Anne had to hurry up and try to pull Susie back.

Well done! Audrey sighed and walked to Hugh Dilcha, pretending to watch a different style of dress.

"...what do you want to meet me here?" Hugh and aloud, while whispering.

Her voice is very young, just like a child.

"What about the original waiter?" Audrey did not answer.

Hugh observed and said: "I convinced her, she is very happy to have a rest."

Audrey looked at the different styles of dresses, took out the folded paper from the carrying lambskin handbag, and handed it to Hugh:

"The hurricane lieutenant" Kiringers secretly sneaked into Beckland, this is his portrait, I hope you can help me find him, um, don't alarm him."

I took the paper off and took a quick look. I found that the above is a lifelike sketch, a 30-year-old man with a unique wide chin.

I was often praised by the teacher for painting... Audrey took a quick look and raised her head.

She added:

"The kingdom aligned with Ringos's reward is 10,000 pounds. If you can really catch him, even if it is just a clue, you can certainly get at least a few hundred pounds."

Her voice just fell, and she unexpectedly saw Hugh’s eyes lit up.