Lord of Mysteries: The Color of the Stars

Chapter 68 Mr. Z

"—Never mind, something feels off."

Klein suddenly shook his head, feeling a lingering sense of fear.

He didn't know how he came up with the idea of ​​turning around to take a look. Although his current knowledge of occultism wasn't very extensive, it wasn't enough to give him such a suicidal thought.

"Time is of the essence, let's do as Julian says for now."

Klein took the nameplate from his person and showed its contents to Julian, who had transformed into "Melissa".

Just then, Julian suddenly felt an indescribable dampness all over his body, which startled Klein, but he still insisted on holding the plaque up.

"Hurry, hurry—"

Klein could hear the stopwatch ticking in his ear, which allowed him to estimate how much time had passed.

"Hurry up—it seems like it's been 4 minutes already—"

Just as Klein began to uncontrollably fear whether he would turn into a cat-man, Julian's body, along with the dampness, disappeared at the same time.

This relieved Klein, who quickly exited the hypnotic state and turned to look at the stopwatch next to him.

Julian had stopped the stopwatch; it showed 4 minutes and 1 second.

"—Did you deliberately wait four minutes?"

Klein couldn't hold back any longer.

"I want to see if you really want to become a cat."

Although Julian wore a smile, he still admired Klein to some extent.

Even though four minutes had passed, he still hadn't exited the hypnotic state.

This is enough to show that although Klein is a coward, he still cares a lot about the safety of his friends.

"Anyway, my ceremony was a success. Thank you for your hard work."

Julian patted Klein on the shoulder: "In return, I'll teach you how to simplify these magical rituals if I have the chance, especially the technique of compressing multiple rituals, which is very useful."

"Compressing multiple magical rituals?"

Klein asked curiously, "What can this kind of ritual do?"

"It has many uses, such as allowing you to make multiple requests to the deity you believe in in a very short time."

Julian chuckled, "For example, a raise, a promotion, protection, and so on—"

"Alright, alright."

Klein quickly waved his hand. Although these were all his thoughts, it still seemed somewhat blasphemous to say so many requests at once.

Gold pounds are nice, but life is more valuable. Klein doesn't want to kill himself with a series of suicidal moves.

"Just kidding."

Julian shook his head: "The magical ritual is just a tool; what kind of effect you want to achieve depends on your needs."

"Alright, then please take care of me."

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

After returning the "Catman Pendant" to Charness, the two agreed to meet again in the next two or three days.

Julian taught Klein a simplified and compressed method of ritual magic.

After leaving "Blackthorn Security Company", Julian finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Success—I successfully awakened 'Starry Night' during the hypnosis scene."

"Although the duration was short, it was enough."

According to Julian's design, he only needed to say the word "mystic" in ancient Hermes while holding the silver plaque to temporarily activate the "Starry Night".

However, doing so would deplete his spiritual energy. Julian judged that with his current spiritual energy, he could only awaken "Starry Night" once or twice a day at most.

Julian ate lunch and then took a horse-drawn carriage back to his home in the university town to take a nap and recharge.

By the afternoon, Ethan the little owl had also woken up.

As soon as it saw Julian, it wanted to go out with him, but Julian shook his head: "The occasion I'm going to today is a bit dangerous. You stay home and study, don't go anywhere."

"Waaaaah————"

Although Ethan was somewhat reluctant, he had no choice but to agree at this point.

"Sweetie, I'll buy you a mouse to eat when I get back."

Julian patted Ethan's head.

Upon hearing the word "mouse," Ethan excitedly flapped his wings twice, and anticipation shone in his round eyes.

Julian took a horse-drawn carriage towards the dock area.

The journey was very long, and after about an hour and a half, the carriage finally stopped somewhere in the middle of Prince Bruce Street in the dock area.

"Cruise Pigeon Club —?"

Julian looked at the metal sign above his head, and after confirming that it was correct, he pushed open the door and went inside.

As soon as Julian entered, he smelled a strong odor of pigeons, followed by intermittent "coo coo coo" sounds all around.

"Welcome, sir. Would you like to see the homing pigeons?"

The middle-aged male owner, dressed casually, was very enthusiastic: "We have all kinds of racing pigeons here, from the most common ones to the imported Intis pigeons, which can definitely meet your requirements."

What the hell is this flip-pigeon? — Does this kind of thing exist in the mysterious world?

Julian thought to himself as he said, "I'm not buying carrier pigeons. I'm here to meet a guest from Port Enmat."

"He's going to host a charity gala here."

Julian used the pre-arranged code.

"—I see. Please follow me."

Upon hearing this, the boss realized what was happening and led Julian to the end of the second-floor corridor, where they looked at an oil painting depicting a bay scene.

He gently rotated the frame of the oil painting counterclockwise, making a "click" sound.

"Splash—"

Suddenly, a crack appeared at the joint on the right side of the wall. The boss pushed the crack open, and a corridor lit by dim gaslights was revealed to Julian.

"Go inside to the end and turn right."

"it is good."

After Julian entered, the door was slammed shut again with a "whoosh".

He walked forward, the sound of his leather shoes echoing in the corridor.

"Turn right----"

When he reached the end of the corridor, Julian looked to his right and found a walnut wood door.

"Bang bang".

He tried knocking on the door, and it opened quickly from the inside.

Sirius Arepis opened the door, and Lannrus, Zane Blackwood, and Ivy Sinclair were inside.

They were all kneeling on the ground, not turning their heads, and facing a man who looked to be in his early forties.

The man was dressed in a white suit, was thin, and had his hair neatly combed to the side.

Although not young, the man was very handsome, and his gray-blue eyes looked at Julian with obvious excitement.

Julian Albrecht.

The handsome man parted his lips slightly and said softly, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"My name is Mr. Z — I am the messenger of the gods who is in charge of the county of Ahova."