Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 165: Epitaph

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"we are guardians, but at the same time we're also pitiful creatures that are withstanding dangers and madness."

Dunn ’s words echoed in the house of Old Neil, echoed between the floor, wall and ceiling with traces of corrosion, echoed in the mind and heart of Klein's.

There has never been a moment before that makes him more impressed with that sentence than he is now.

He feels that he may not forget this feeling in his life, even if he returns to the earth in the future.

In an almost solidified atmosphere, Dunn walked towards the "corpse" of Old Neil, squatted down, took a white handkerchief from the upper pocket of the black trench coat, and covered it with the pair of dark red, crystal, and pain On the eyes.

At this moment, the afterglow of Klein's eyes saw the piano keys stop jumping on their own, where a near-transparent figure vaguely appeared.

This ... Klein of spirit vision was opened as soon as the door was stunned.

He had never discovered this strange "spirit" before!

Is it disturbed by the spirit of Old Neil or is it affected by his own ability to lose control? The nearly invisible figure of Klein looks at quickly evaporated and completely disappeared into his own eyes, vaguely understanding something.

Heavily depressed, he heard captain command:

"You carefully search the home of Old Neil for possible clues."

"Okay." As soon as Klein spoke, he was dumbfounded by his voice for a few seconds. It was so hoarse, so low, like having a bad cold.

"Okay." Gragus replied aloud.

Her voice is about the same as mine ... Both nostrils are blocked ... Klein glanced at the female teammate who had never had any expression, as if meeting her for the first time.

He put his walking stick on the umbrella stand in the entrance hall, bypassed sealed item "3-0611", walked into the living room at a heavy pace, went up to second floor, looking for clues bedroom by bedroom.

Old Neil will regularly hire short-term employees to clean up the room, so there is no clutter unique to most bachelors, everything is neat and orderly, and there seems to be a real hostess.

After half an hour, Klein found some manuscripts on Old Neil ’s bedroom bookshelf, which cluttered some strange and weird rituals:

"life refining."

"Required materials include: Elf Spring (Sunya Island golden spring) 100 ml of spring water, star crystal50 grams, half a pound of gold, 5 grams of fuel element, 30 grams of hematite ... and a lot of living blood."

Under the blood of living people, Old Neil commented:

"I may consider extracting my own, accumulating them one at a time and saving them with magical ceremony."

Consider extracting my own ... Klein closed his eyes and pinched the draft.

…………

Thursday at 9 am, Raphael Cemetery at the time of the moon.

Klein is wearing a pure black dress and shirt, holding a silver cane and standing quietly at the corner of the cemetery.

In his chest pocket, a white handkerchief that was completely stacked simultaneously was stuffed, and a solemn and quiet Deep Sleep Flower was held in his palm.

At this time, Dunn, Frye, Leonard and Kenry carried the black coffin with Old Neil "corpse" step by step to the front of the tombstone, silently putting it into the dug pit.

The looks at tan soil was covered by shoveling down, wearing a long black dress and wearing white flowers, Roseanne sobbed quietly:

"Who can tell me, is this true?"

"Why lose control, why take magical medicine, why become extraordinary, why have Resentful Soul, why have monsters, why there is no safer way, why, why, why ..."

Klein listened silently until Old Neil ’s coffin was covered with mud until the traces of his existence were buried deep in the tomb **.

"may the Goddess bless you." He drew a scarlet moon on his chest, then stepped forward, bent over and placed the bundle of Deep Sleep Flower in front of the tombstone.

"may the Goddess bless you." Dunn and Frye and others simultaneously clocked four times on the chest.

Klein raised his head, straightened his waist, and saw the black and white photo on the tombstone:

Old Neil is wearing his classic black soft cap, his exposed hair is dappled and gray, the wrinkles around the eyes and mouth are deep, and the dark red pupils is slightly cloudy.

He is so calm, no more sadness, no more pain, no more fear.

A line of epitaphs is inscribed on the bottom of the photo, which is from the content written by Old Neil in the recent diary:

"If you can't save her, go with her."

The cool breeze in the morning passed slowly, and the coldness, quietness and silence of Raphael Cemetery infected everyone present.

…………

At noon, Klein walked towards weapons storehouse with the list signed by captain.

He pushed open the door, and saw Bright with thick black beard sitting behind the table.

Klein was obviously startled, and then passed the application form:

"Fifty ordinary bullets."

While speaking, he glanced at the silver tin can on the table, his nose seemed to smell the aroma of hand-grinded coffee, and he seemed to hear those words with a smile on his ear:

"Why wait until you have extra money? You can write an application to Dunn and let him approve the fee!"

......

Bright glanced at the Klein's expression and sighed:

"I can guess how you feel. I can't believe Old Neil just left us. Sometimes, I even think that this may be a dream created by captain."

"This may be the fate of many Night Watcher." Klein replied with a wry smile.

After this incident, he felt a lot of disappointment and resentment at the top of church who hid "acting method".

"Hopefully, there are fewer and fewer such tragedies, may the Goddess bless yous." Bright drew an scarlet moon on his chest, took the application slip, and got up and walked into the rear weapons storehouse.

…………

Boom! boom! boom!

The smell of gunpowder permeated the surroundings. Klein shot the target in front of him in a vent. Until the brass bullets were consumed, he packed up and took the trackless public carriage to the home of fighting teacher Gawain.

He masochistically practiced group after group of exercises until he was stopped by Gawain.

"Fighting exercises are not used to hurt yourself." Gawain stared at Klein with a slightly cloudy dark green pupils, Shen Sheng said.

"Sorry, teacher, I am not in a good mood today." Klein sighed, explained a little.

"what happened?" Gawain asked indifferently.

Klein thought about it and replied briefly:

"A friend of mine died suddenly."

Gawain was silent for a few seconds, raised his hand and touched the mottled golden temples, and said suddenly:

"I have lost 325 friends in five minutes, and at least 10 of them are the kind that can give their backs to each other."

Klein sighed suddenly: "This is the cruelty of war."

Gawain glanced at him and suddenly laughed at himself:

"The cruelest thing is, I will never be able to avenge them, I will not be able to fulfill their wish, I will never be able to."

"And you, there is such an opportunity. Although I do n’t understand what happened, I know that you are still young and you still have many opportunities."

Klein silently for a while, suddenly took a deep breath, cheered up:

"Thank you, teacher."

Gawain nodded slightly and said without expression:

"rest for 10 minutes, and then repeat the previous exercises in ten groups."

"..." Klein didn't know what expression to use to deal with it.

…………

Friday morning, within Night Watcher recreation room.

Klein, Kija Duna, and Frye sit around the round table, but they do n’t play cards. One reads newspapers and flips magazines, one looks at the belly-window, and one is holding a pen. On paper.

The room is so quiet, no one talks, no one joke, the atmosphere is almost condensed.

Huh ... Klein sighed, put down the newspaper and intend to focus on reading various materials.

At this time, Dunn Smith knocked on the door and looked around:

"Klein, you come out."

What is it? Klein stood up with some anticipation and followed out of recreation room.

Dunn stood up to the bottom of the stairs leading to the ground and turned to look at him:

"The people of Sacred Hall are here."

Here's the person who tests me? Klein's was tense.