Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 77 Residue

"Okay." Leonard replied with a relaxed expression upon hearing Dunn's suggestion.

Next, he and Klein and the others walked out of the warehouse and approached the place where the monster Bieber "self-destructed," using that as the center, they searched outwards in circles.

"Captain, what are we looking for?" Klein looked at the scattered, rotting flesh and blood, suppressing his nausea, and looked at Dunn Smith beside him with a puzzled expression.

Dunn did not look up, his deep gray eyes still scanning the ground:

"Awakening prematurely, losing control, and turning into a monster means that Riel Bieber did not fully absorb the extraordinary power provided by the notebook, which also indicates that a certain part of his body will accumulate the extraordinary and become a higher quality material."

"If you ever encounter a similar situation in the future, don't forget it; it might be a very important 'item'."

"I see..." Klein nodded slightly, seemingly understanding.

In an instant, he thought of something else:

If the part of Monster Bieber that possesses extraordinary power is some indescribable place, wouldn't that be incredibly awkward...? And wouldn't it be utterly disgusting to use it for concocting potions...?

Just as Klein's thoughts were wandering, Borgia, whose eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, suddenly spoke:

"Found it, cough."

Dunn and El immediately turned around and moved closer. Driven by curiosity, Klein also quickly walked towards Borgia.

Soon, he saw what was in front of Borgia: a fist-sized, grayish-white object with a grooved surface, soft and textured, like a brain that had been taken out alive.

Although Klein couldn't immediately discern the extraordinary nature of this "grayish-white" object, the fact that it remained unharmed after the violent explosion convinced him that Borgia hadn't picked the wrong item.

Dunn examined it carefully, then squatted down, bending and stretching his right arm while using his left hand, which was wearing a black glove, to carefully pick up the grayish-white object.

As soon as it was touched, the "grayish-white" mass immediately spread outwards, turning into a viscous, continuous liquid.

At this moment, Al Hassen took out a tin-colored square box from his pocket, took out the cigarettes one by one, and put them into his pocket.

He then handed the square tin box to Dunn, smiled, and said:

"I know you only love pipes."

Dunn chuckled, took the square metal box, and poured the grayish-white, viscous liquid into it for temporary storage.

After carefully storing the item, he and Lolota and the others conducted a cursory search of the scene.

After confirming that nothing too serious had been missed, they left the area and went outside, where they saw the horses pawing the ground restlessly, nearly breaking free of their ropes.

"I can drive." Borgia covered his mouth with his hand and coughed lightly.

"I know you're good at calming animals," Al said with a smile and a nod.

Once aboard the carriage, Dunn, Lolota, Al Hassen, and Klein, who were still in a "flexion and extension" position, fell into a brief silence.

Only when the horses' hooves pounded and the wheels began to turn did Dunn look at Klein and carefully choose his words:

"I know you must be very curious about the Antigonus family's notes and want to find out what happened in the past."

No, not at all… Klein subconsciously denied it in his mind.

Those are ancient artifacts filled with misfortune!

Without giving him a time to answer, Dunn continued speaking:

"However, I must first report this to the Holy See. Only after they confirm the confidentiality level of the notes can they consider whether to let you see them."

"No problem," Klein replied briefly.

Dunn bent and stretched his arms, thought for a moment, and then said:

"I promised you that once it was confirmed that Riel Bieber was a descendant of the Antigonus family, I would make you a full member of the Night Watch. Now, we have not only confirmed Riel Bieber's identity, but we have also destroyed this monster and thwarted the Secret Order's plot."

"You performed exceptionally well in this process, personally killing a member of an evil organization. Therefore, I will keep my promise and immediately apply to the Holy See for their approval."

"Oh right, I forgot something important. I haven't asked you if you'd like to."

"Mr. Klein Moretti, would you be willing to officially join the Tingen Market Nightwalkers and become one of us? Your salary will immediately double to £6 a week, and there will be a certain increase every year thereafter."

"Your salary will be split equally between the church and the Ahowa County Police Department, and you will also receive the status of a probationary inspector, which will be very useful in certain situations."

"As a support-type Extraordinary, you don't always have to face enemies, but you do need to take turns working one day a week at Charnisgate..."

"You cannot leave Tingen without the squad's permission, and you should keep it a secret from your family as much as possible..."

……

After Dunn finished explaining the restrictions and benefits, Klein pondered for about ten seconds and then said:

"I hope to become a full-fledged night watchman."

Only in this way can one gain more access to secret matters, such as the situation of secret societies!

After reading the Roselle diary he had collected, Klein made some improvements to his ideas: mastering occult knowledge and finding a way home remained his constant pursuit, while further improving his own power to more safely pry open the mysterious space above the gray fog and use it to return to his homeland was a new goal.

As Emperor Roselle said, relying solely on external forces is extremely dangerous!

Moreover, after becoming a "diviner" and gaining extraordinary power, Klein also realized that he had gained a deeper understanding of that mysterious space. For example, he could recruit another member to join the gathering.

This forced him to consider whether the mysterious space above the gray fog would undergo more favorable changes once he became an Extraordinary being of Sequence 8, Sequence 7, or even higher sequences.

Of course, Klein was very clear that the premise of everything was that he had to completely eliminate the hidden dangers of the "Diviner's" potion first. He couldn't rush things or act rashly.

"Very good. Once the Holy See approves it, you will be one of us." A slight smile appeared in Dunn's gray eyes.

Just then, Al Hassen, who had been listening in, interjected:

"Klein, I'll call you Klein. Your performance today was truly outstanding. You actually managed to kill a Transcendent from the Secret Order, and I suspect he had reached Sequence 7. How did you do that? I simply can't believe it."

This question, as expected, has arisen... Klein was well-prepared and demonstrated his ability to organize his thoughts.

He knew that it was indeed incredible and full of mystery that he had killed an extraordinary being who could simultaneously contend with Dunn, El, and Lorota. As long as El and the others weren't blind or stupid, they would eventually ask what had happened. But what he didn't expect was that they would hold back until now.

That's right. The captain and Mr. Hassen were both injured, and their condition could worsen at any time. In this situation, anything that might escalate the conflict must be put aside to prevent me from taking risks because my "secret" has been exposed... Only after I expressed my willingness to officially join the Night Watch did they put their worries aside and ask questions... They're all "old hands," clearly without exchanging words, yet they tacitly made the same decision... Klein said thoughtfully:

"It's a very lucky thing that the clown in the tuxedo made a fatal misjudgment."

"At the time, the sealed artifact '2-049' was thrown to my vicinity by the aftershock of the explosion, about five or six meters away from me. With just a rough observation, it was easy to conclude that I was within the influence range of the sealed artifact."

"At the time, I was affected by the explosion, my head was spinning, and my movements were sluggish. It looked exactly like I was being controlled."

"That clown in the tuxedo appeared near me invisibly at some point, and lured me with the promise of rescuing me and giving me the Sequence 8 'Clown' potion corresponding to the 'Diviner' potion, and asked me to help him get the Antigonus family's notes. Yes, he said that the Secret Order had mastered the sequence path corresponding to the 'Diviner' potion, and that he himself had once been a 'Diviner'."

……

Klein recounted the events in detail, even articulating his internal reasoning, including how he believed the tuxedo clown had divined that taking the notebook was extremely risky, thus changing his strategy.

Of course, all the truths were meant to cover up the initial lie, and to conceal the fact that they had been controlled by the sealed object "2-049".

"The divination revealed that taking the notebook carries a great risk? Yes, it certainly carries a great risk, but that risk actually lies with you." The black-haired woman, Lolota, covered her mouth and chuckled. "His divination was correct, yet it has put him in mortal danger. That's quite an interesting thing."

Klein paused for a moment, then nodded solemnly:

"Indeed, divination is never very clear, and ambiguity means that the interpretation may be wrong."

Yes, I need to be careful about that!

"So, how did you deal with him afterwards?" Dunn asked, bending his arm and leaning back slightly.

Klein smiled and said:

"I pretended to agree to let him wake me up, but he didn't dare to enter the area of ​​the seal's influence. He tried to push me with strange notes from two or three meters away."

"Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed the note and pulled him into the '2-049's' range. With continuous fire, I accomplished my objective. Ah, it's something I'm ashamed of. I didn't even have the confidence to hit him from a distance of two or three meters."

El nodded slightly and said:

"Given his dodging ability, a distance of two or three meters is not absolutely safe. You might be able to hit him, but you might not be able to hit a vital spot, and then things will get complicated... Your choice at the time was not wrong at all, and could even be described as excellent. If it were me, I might not have done better than you."

He didn't ask any further questions, because the clown in the tuxedo, having fallen into the control of the sealed artifact "2-049," was already doomed to be a sitting duck.

"The sequel to 'The Fortune Teller' is 'The Clown'... How strange..." Dunn suddenly remarked from the side.

PS: There will be a bonus update in the early morning.

(End of this chapter)