Lord of Mysteries: Taiyi

Mr. Neil, think of your loved one.

Under the crimson moon and high wind, as Klein listened to Old Neil's somewhat cold voice, the hairs on the back of his neck instantly stood on end.

The kerosene lamp in his hand flickered slightly. He was clearly wearing a mask, and he had clearly put Old Neil into a deep sleep—what was going on? Shouldn't 0-08 be unable to see me?

The only explanation Klein could think of was that 0-08 was behind it, but after thinking about it carefully, he vaguely guessed that the pen had indirectly influenced him through Old Neil.

Otherwise, given the current pace of development, he might not even make it this far.

This proved that he had indeed broken free from 0-08's control and was not incapable of fighting back—thinking this, Klein felt a little relieved, but he was still always ready to reach for his gun sling under his arm.

Klein turned around somewhat stiffly, giving a polite yet slightly awkward smile as he looked at old Neil at the door.

He was in very poor condition; his face was even paler than the day before, his white hair was dry and brittle, his eyes were lifeless, and he resembled a manipulated puppet, his body hunched over.

Klein was about to explain when Old Neil's sinister voice drifted over again.

"You noticed, didn't you? You saw it all, didn't you? I didn't hurt anyone—"

"Are you trying to report me to Dunn—report me for performing a ritual bestowed by an evil god? Report me for improper expense reimbursement—you want to stop me from resurrecting my—lover!!"

"Mr. Neil, I just came to check on you, that's not what I meant!" Klein quickly shook his head, looking at old Neil with some nervousness, who seemed increasingly agitated and out of sorts, and tried to calm him down first.

But old Neil had slowly gone from questioning to delirious ramblings.

"No one can understand me—if only I had known about role-playing earlier, if only my ritual magic hadn't failed back then—"

Klein quickly drew his revolver, held it in his hand, placed the lantern on the table, and silently took out the talisman he had prepared in advance.

Old Neil was no longer paying attention to his movements—because his pupils were gradually dilating, his cheeks below his eye sockets were slowly cracking, and granulation tissue was growing on his body—

This was a clear sign of things getting out of control. Klein's right hand, which was holding the revolver, trembled slightly. Fear occupied a small part of his mind, but more than that, he was praying that the spell he had obtained from Taiyin would be effective.

"Mr. Neil, it's not your fault. You don't need to blame yourself. If your loved one is watching over you from heaven, she would never want you to end up like this," Klein said, slowly approaching and trying to comfort her. "She must have been a very gentle and beautiful girl, right?"

Old Neil, who was already struggling to control himself and was yelling in his hands, saw a look of pain flash across his face when he heard Klein say this. He seemed to remember something and froze.

Although madness quickly regained its advantage—having spotted Klein approaching, he cried out, "Don't come any closer, Klein, kill me now—"

However, Klein did not reply to him, but instead threw the talisman at Old Neil at close range.

"Stablize."

A word in ancient Hermes was uttered from Klein's mouth, infusing spirituality into the golden talisman at his fingertips.

The golden rune instantly collapsed inward and disappeared, but its effect was real. Old Neil's somewhat scattered spirituality immediately returned to his spirit body and returned to its most stable state. His restless extraordinary characteristics also calmed down immediately.

Old Neil's pupils gradually solidified, his spirituality slowly receded, and the cracks on his cheeks gradually closed, restoring stability.

Seeing this, Klein breathed a sigh of relief and shakily lowered his finger from the trigger, but the gun was still pointed at Old Neil, who was holding his head and slowly returning to normal.

"Crimson".

After using a slumbering spell again, which put old Neil into a deep sleep, Klein's frantic spiritual intuition finally subsided.

He looked at Old Neil lying on the ground with a somewhat complicated expression. The reason he knocked him unconscious was because Klein did not want to reveal the fact that he had this talisman, although he really wanted to popularize the method of making this talisman, so that the probability of the Night Watchers team going out of control would be greatly reduced.

But that would make him a heretic—Klein sighed, praying that Old Neil wouldn't remember it, but he believed that even if Old Neil did remember, he would help him keep it a secret.

Klein put away the notebook on the table, feeling a bit of a headache about how to handle this situation—he had only intended to investigate the anomaly and then deliver the evidence directly to the captain's office, but now Old Neil had almost lost control in front of him.

This makes things complicated—Klein hadn't stopped thinking about Ince's motives, and had some guesses recently, but the most plausible one was that Ince didn't intend to wipe out the Night Watch team, but rather wanted to create a series of coincidences; otherwise, he could have simply written that we all died in the line of duty—

From this perspective, the captain was actually the safest person. At least before Ince succeeded, the death of the only captain in a parish, or the lack of communication with the church for a long time, would certainly attract considerable attention.

The matter of Ince was widely known within the church, and everyone knew about it. They certainly knew what Ince was coveting, and the captain of the place where that thing was located had suddenly died unexpectedly.

The church will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly—after all, it is a sealed artifact that could very well cause a horrific disaster, and the church cannot afford to be indifferent.

At times like these, even the slightest disturbance will attract the church's utmost attention—better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free!

Although Klein had some preconceived notions, he never thought he was smarter than those old monsters who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. If he could think of a solution, Ince couldn't possibly not have thought of it, and neither could the Church.

From this perspective, Dunn is the least likely to be killed off early on—but it's different for me and Old Neil; they're just ordinary...

The mortality rate among the team members on night watch has always been high, with night watchmen dying almost every day. Occasionally, one or two more deaths would not arouse suspicion.

So Ince wanted to wear down the regular players first, and then sneak into Charnis Gate during the period of player turnover when the defense was weak.

Thinking about this, Klein felt he was getting closer and closer to the real answer. He squatted down, picked up the sleeping old Neil from the ground, and left the study.

Furthermore, one thing is certain: Taiyin doesn't harbor any ill will towards me for the time being. The talisman he provided is truly excellent, with powerful functions—powerful enough to control even a loss of control.

Klein had spent extra money using gold as raw material in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances, and it turned out to be well worth it—the remaining gold would be used to make the "Sunfire Charm," and Mr. Azik should be able to make a move soon, at which point he could take the opportunity to borrow the "Mutated Sun Emblem."

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