Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 124 It’s a Trap

Above the gray fog, in front of the tall palace that looked like a giant's residence, Klein sat at the top of a long bronze table. He looked down like a god.

Klein materialized a piece of yellow-brown parchment and a crimson round-bellied fountain pen in front of him, and then he skillfully wrote down the divination sentence he had already thought of.

“The source of that familiar feeling from before.”

Putting down the pen and leaning back in the high-back chair, Klein silently recited the divination phrase while entering a dream.

In the gray and illusory world, he saw a figure. The figure had ordinary features, wore round-framed glasses, and had a condescending and mocking smile on his lips. It was Lanevus!
“Finally I found you!” Klein muttered to himself while gritting his teeth. He had confirmed that the person he had met in the East District was Lanevus.

Immediately, Klein notified Miss Justice who was in charge of this matter.

……

Lewis stayed temporarily in a hotel near the Harvest Church. He set up a sealed spiritual wall and chanted the name of the Lord of Mysteries in Hermetic language.

“Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord;
Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun;

Fu Sheng Xuan Huang God
Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. "

While chanting the spell, Lewis took four steps backwards, and suddenly gray mist and crazy muttering appeared in front of his eyes.

After opening his eyes, Lewis froze in place. He did not enter the gray fog, and the cramped hotel room was still in front of him.

"Why couldn't I get above the gray fog this time?"

Lewis thought of several possibilities. The first possibility was that the Lord of Mysteries had too little consciousness left to respond to his prayers every time.

The second possibility is that Klein was above the gray fog at that time. In order to prevent him from running into Klein and causing the illusion that Sefirah Castle had two "masters", the remaining consciousness did not respond to his prayers.

Lewis had no other choice but to take out a pen and paper and write down the divination statement with a silver fountain pen with intricate patterns:

"The location of Al-Suhod's Pen."

He lay on the cedar desk, silently reciting divination sentences, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After seven times, Lewis passed through the pure white in front of him. He saw the factory emitting thick black smoke and a pointed clock tower under the factory.

"In the East District." The dream ended and Lewis suddenly woke up.

He was not sure whether this scene was the correct result of divination or the guidance of Alesuhod's Pen. The only thing he was sure of was that important information could be found there.

"I'll go check out the East End tonight, but I have to be careful in case this is a trap."

After going out, Lewis bought another copy of the Backlund Morning Post on the street. The newspaper at this time had lost its timeliness, so it would be cheaper accordingly.

Turning the pages of the newspaper, Lewis noticed a reward for a thief. The reward for the thief has now risen to three hundred pounds, which is already the price for some big cases.

"What on earth did Cherry steal? She even offered such a high reward."

Without thinking too much, he looked down along the page of the newspaper. Below the page, he saw the winning numbers of this issue of "Today's Lottery". The logo of the crossed index and middle fingers was very conspicuous.

"3, 5, 8..."

Lewis compared the lottery tickets one by one, and finally confirmed that the three lottery tickets he bought won the third prize, third prize, and fourth prize respectively.

Among them, the third prize is a bonus of 100 pounds, and the fourth prize is a bonus of 30 pounds. Just by buying lottery tickets, he won 230 pounds.

"I can't claim the prize money now. It will be troublesome if my luck for today is used up." Thinking of this, Lewis did not go to the lottery center to redeem the prize money for the time being. He had to go to the East District to investigate.

When the sunlight shifted significantly, Lewis boarded a public carriage, spent two pennies to go to the East District of Backlund, and got off at a location.

At this time, the sunlight had turned yellow, and although thick smog still shrouded the city, it was not as severe as in the morning.

In the distance, there stood a pointed bell tower. He did not approach the bell tower directly, but just watched it from a distance.

"In reality, Sealed Artifact 0-08 will discover my divination. I cannot confirm whether my divination is guided by Sealed Artifact 0-08."

He carefully looked at everything around him, but there was nothing unusual, or rather, he could not see anything unusual at all.

It soon got dark, and Lewis was getting closer and closer to the bell tower. His spiritual sense did not tell him that there was any danger here, so he gradually relaxed.

As long as you are careful, you should be able to escape even if it is a trap.

Unconsciously, Lewis had checked the situation within 1 meters of the clock tower. The hand of the huge wall clock in front of him passed o'clock, and it was already past midnight.

Suddenly, Lewis saw an airship with a dark black paint flying from a distance. The airship was hovering not far from him and stopped about 10 meters above the ground.

After discovering the abnormality, Lewis became more careful. He enhanced the sensory ability and hearing of the "monster" and vaguely sensed the conversation between the two people under the airship.

"It's Lanevus and Cecima from the Church of the Evernight Goddess. These two met..."

Suddenly, Lewis covered his ears and knelt on the ground in pain. He heard unreal and almost crazy mumbling.

“It’s a trap! The divinity left in Lanevus has caused harm to me!” Lewis curled up, his nails digging into the bluestone floor, leaving a trail of blood.

Without hesitation, he quickly recited the name of the Lord of Mysteries.

“Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord;
Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun;

Fu Sheng Xuan Huang God
Fusheng Xuanhuang...Tianzun. "

Using his strong willpower, Lewis recited the spell in one breath. He saw the gray mist in front of him and a tall light door covered with cocoons.

The golden nanmu table and chair were right in front of him. He was sitting on the chair, and the crazy whispers in his ears had begun to disappear.

“The divination from the outside world is really unreliable. I just tried to confirm the status of Sealed Artifact 0-08, and I fell into a trap.

This is a trap set for me. If I hadn't tuned my senses and hearing to their sharpest state, the crazy mumbling would hardly have had much impact on me at such a long distance."

Lewis thought of escaping from here. Without sufficient strength, he could not obtain the Sealed Object 0-08 at all. This behavior would only bring danger to himself.

"It will be dangerous to go back."

After about 10 minutes, Lewis took the citrine pendant in his hand, and the citrine pendant began to rotate clockwise very slowly, which meant that the danger was so small that it was almost negligible.

After confirming the divination result, Lewis took the initiative to sink into the gray fog. As the dense mumbling sound ended, he opened his eyes and climbed up from the ground.

A few silvery-white scales had already appeared on his arms, and these scales gradually faded and disappeared, turning into normal skin.

Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from the sewer below his feet...

(End of this chapter)