Lord of the Mysteries

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In the sigh, Klein indulged himself to relax and enjoy the tranquility and comfort of a dream like a normal person.

About a quarter of an hour later, he finally waited for the extraordinary person who came to appease his own to leave the dream.

"At the end... I can sleep well..." Klein wanted to open his eyes habitually and fall asleep again, only to find that he could sleep directly without the need for high vigilance and alertness, with the sense of tranquility left in his dreams.

This night, his sleep quality was very good. Once he reached the dawn, the sun rose outside, the red moon still existed, the sky was bright, and the wind was soft.

Klein lazily took nearly ten minutes to pick up the gold-shelled pocket watch on the bedside table and glanced openly.

"Not less than half past six... I should turn over, go to sleep, or get up?" Klein examined his own state and saw that he was refreshed, energetic, and not tired. He went out to wash his bed. Step to the balcony and look at the horizon of orange and red.

This season's Beckland, affected by the wind, the haze itself will not be too serious, plus the air pollution control in the past few months, when the blue sky is washed, the air is fresh, the gardener is busy in the garden, the kitchen The maid and the miscellaneous servant are going to the market together, and apart from them, there is peace around them, which makes Klein feel very cheerful and forget all the troubles for a short time, only to feel that the world is alone at this moment.

With a less obvious smile, he quietly admired such a scene, and the rest of the surrounding houses, after a quarter of an hour, came out two or three servants, or carrying baskets, or towing horses, the entire block A little bit came alive and the sun gradually brightened.

"This is what life should look like..." Klein said with a silent voice, suddenly had the urge to go out for a walk, turned around and left the balcony, walked to the door and twisted the handle.

Outside his master bedroom, Richardson had been waiting there, and there was no way to guess where he was when he got the bed.

This is the hardest place for a close-fitting servant. He must sleep later than the employer and get up earlier than him.

"There is still an hour of breakfast. If you want to go ahead, the kitchen can be ready in a quarter of an hour." Richardson didn't ask Dawn. Why did Dontes suddenly get up early.

Klein laughed and said:

"No need to advance, I plan to go out for a walk first."

"Okay, sir." Richardson entered the bedroom and, according to the employer's opinion, picked out the jacket and helped him to wear it.

Finally, Klein wears a silk hat and puts a gold cane down to the first floor, walks out the gate, walks along the street of the Intis sycamore tree and the black gas lamppost to the other side.

All the way up, there is a faint scent in the garden of each house. The green leaves of the trees create a quiet meaning in the high places. The pedestrians are very few and very rare. The carriages that occasionally drive break the silence and are very far away. go with.

Klein enjoys the early morning environment and enjoys the goodness of getting up early. I feel that the traces of negative emotions have evaporated in a little bit and disappeared a little.

Well, the extraordinary person should know how to take the initiative to create conditions and adjust the mood... I walked in such a circle, the bishops of St. Seychelles should know that Dawn. Tang Tees has completely recovered, and will not bother me to sleep in the middle of the night. ... Klein's thoughts diverged, his eyes swept past No. 39, Berkrund Street.

This is the home of Mr. Maht.

Its façade consists of a sharp, long iron pole that allows passers-by to pass through the gap and enjoy the view of the inner garden.

During the line of sight, Klein saw the familiar figure, Haier, who had dark green hair and dark brown eyes. This beautiful and proud girl was walking on the garden path with her maid, from time to time. Look around and look around.

She also started so early? I can't go to the sewer in the middle of the night, so the quality of sleep is excellent? Klein groaned and regained his gaze and paced forward.

Looking at Richardson, who followed the back of the eye, Klein Horan remembered the recent news reports, magazine columns and novel stories about the South China.

- He has been consciously reading content in similar fields, in order to enrich Dawn. Dontes is a man. After all, his previous understanding of the Southland comes from pirates, adventurers and the most powerful hunter in the foggy sea, Anderson. Who knows if there is any exaggeration and fabrication.

The information that I used to watch and watch recently is that a certain person went to the Southland, made a fortune, or simply moved to the past. Oh, this makes the whole Beckland people think that the South China is full of gold, full of riches. The opportunity, even if it is a common tree there, the juice also has a variety of functions, can exchange a lot of gold pounds, so the kingdom will often fight with countries such as Fossac, Intis, and rob the colony... If it is not civilians, it is not enough If you don’t dare to sneak into the air, there will definitely be a large number of people flocking there... Klein’s thoughts turn around and ask his own personal servant:

"What does the Southland look like in your impression?"

He remembered the manor where Richardson was born, and was taken to Beckland as an adult.

Richardson was silent for a few seconds:

"Sir, I don't really know much about the Southland, because most of the time I am busy in the manor, there are very few opportunities to go out."

"I will talk about your impressions, the most realistic impressions, don't care about anything, I just want to know about it. You know, they all think that I am a Southland expert, but in fact, my experience is limited to a few. Several places and merchant classes." Klein laughed.

Richardson buried his head a little bit and looked at the tiptoe of his step forward:

"My impression of the Southland is:

"Hunger, exhaustion, pain, and yearning for the world after death..."

Hunger, exhaustion, pain... Klein repeated these three words in his heart, step by step on the streets of Berkrend, and asked nothing.

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

East Chester, a building on the edge of Stowe University.

Audrey is visiting the collection obtained by the Lun Antiquities Collection and Conservation Foundation.

She originally planned to come over on Tuesday afternoon. Who knows that Associate Professor Michel Deyt attended the academic conference in Beckland and can only return today, so she had to change the arrangement.

"The boots were discovered by a farmer near Stowe in a ruin in the mountains. Its shape is similar to that of the Quaternary society." Michelle introduced the contents of the glass showcase to the noble and beautiful girl.

Audrey looked at the past with great interest and found that the tips of the boots were obviously lifted and seemed to belong to the clown.

The height of the two sides is not consistent, a 3 cm, a 5 cm, does not seem to be a pair.

The asymmetrical style of the Quaternary... The left three right five do not know which class to represent... Audrey regained his gaze, followed by Michelle Associate Professor to the next collection.

At the end of the tour, Michel pointed to the glass showcase in front of the slope:

"This coat of arms was sent only a few days ago. It involves a very old dragon worship."

The dragon... Audrey took a step forward and saw that the coat of arms was engraved with a gray-white dragon with wings open.

"Where does it come from?" Audrey asked without any difference.

Michelle replied:

"A village called Hedrak, this Luen word has no prototype in Guvsak, and seems to be spelled directly by pronunciation."

Hedrak... This is the village I have been to before, with the dragon worshiping customs, where people’s collective subconscious sea is living with a soul dragon... I used to get the twenty from Michelle’s associate professor. The annual war note belongs to a knight named "Lindrilla" who went out in this village. He suspected that it was related to the soul dragon... Audrey nodded thoughtfully, pondered the language and wanted to ask who it was. Find this coat of arms.

At this moment, Associate Professor Michelle’s expression became extremely heavy:

"The discovery of this coat of arms is accompanied by a tragedy."

"Tragedy?" Audrey did not hide her own sorrow.

Associate Professor Michelle spit out his breath:

“An archaeological team entered the village and studied the customs of the dragon worship. As a result, one member was crazy at night, and this mental illness seemed to be contagious. The people of the entire archaeological team later became mad, and they killed each other. Or self-harm, no one survived.

"This coat of arms was found in their relics. It was taken away by the police station and confirmed to be no problem before it was donated to us."

An archaeological team entered the village, and the members went crazy one by one... Audrey’s eyes repeated the words of Associate Professor Michelle in a slightly enlarged way.

Suddenly, her mind flashed an inspiration:

Psychological Alchemy!

The people of this archaeological team are members of the psychological alchemy club!

PS: Change it first. .