LOM: Lord of Mysticism

Audrey locked the door and looked at her golden retriever, Susie, who she wasn't sure if it could still be considered as her pet.

"You heard... Uh, or came across something?"

Susie sat steadily and howled, reverberating the air around her. "Yes, I heard the Count's discussion with a few Members of Parliament in the study. They said that the king and the prime minister came to a mutual agreement; they will give up their revenge plan on the Feysac Empire in Balam's East Coast for the time being.

Where's Balam's East Coast?"

Susie's terrifying speed at grasping Loen made Audrey feel mixed emotions. "I'll give you a map tomorrow..."

"Okay~" Susie replied in delight. "The King and the Prime Minister believe that presently the most pertinent task is to push for the reformation, which will allow civil servants to be selected via examination. They hope to pass the bill through the House of Lords and the House of Commons before October."

"Really?" Audrey asked, pleasantly surprised.

That was the first matter that she had managed to secretly guide after she became a Spectator.

Susie answered frankly, "I can't give you a definite answer. This is just what I've heard; I couldn't even fully understand what they meant. After all, I'm a dog that just started to learn."

"Susie, you did well! This is your reward!" She took out a bag from a lavish cabinet, tore open the seal, and placed it before Susie.

It was a dog biscuit produced by the Backlund Pet Care Company, which was made of flour, vegetables, meat, and water. It was a snack that Susie really liked.

Susie sat straight and sniffed. She waved her paw, seemingly deciding how she was to consume it to suit her present identity the best.

After a few seconds, she gave up thinking and adhered to her instinct; she leaped forward, grabbed the bag of snacks, and, standing on her hind legs, opened the door. Then she ran out and began enjoying her snack.

...

On Sunday, Klein didn't wake up until the afternoon because he had spent the night on duty at Chanis Gate.

Klein took the trackless public carriage and arrived at the Evil Dragon Bar. He had previously planned to use divination to find Monster Ademisaul and determine the reason for his recent oddity. However, he was interrupted by the loss of control of a Mandated Punisher and could only reschedule it to today.

He went through the billiard room and entered the underground market. Klein didn't need to search and saw Ademisaul shivering in a corner.

When the pale-looking young man with black, messy, oily hair sensed Klein's approach, he covered his eyes and leaned against the wall.

Klein blocked Ademisaul from leaving and tapped the left molars twice.

In his Spirit Vision, Ademisaul's aura appeared rather unhealthy. All the colors seemed dim, and although he didn't have any major diseases, his body was very weak.

At the same time, Klein noticed vibrant fear and anxiety in the monster's emotions. He had lost almost all of the blue that represented rational thinking.

The surface of his Astral Projection extended from the depths of his Ether Body. The color was a unified, transparent, and colorless, just like a pure light.

Is this the uniqueness of a naturally born "Monster"?

Klein then said to Ademisaul, "What did you see recently? What did you come across? Why are you hiding in a corner and quivering while saying that there are all corpses and that everyone is dead?"

Ademisaul lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the person before him. He was shivering in his grayish-blue trousers and ragged linen shirt and replied in a fluster, "No, I didn't see anything. N-no, I only had a dream. There's blood everywhere in the dream and corpses scattered everywhere. Haha! Boohoo! I was among the corpses! I was there! I'm going to die; I'm going to die! I don't want to die; I don't want to die!"

Klein lowered his voice to ask again, "Why are you afraid of me?"

Ademisaul squatted down, yelling in extreme fear, "No! No!"

...

Everyone looked over, and Klein felt awkward.

I didn't do anything to you... Besides Ademisaul begging for mercy, he didn't say anything else. Klein had no choice but to distance himself and pretend that he was just passing by.

Hmm, maybe I should ask Mr. Azik for advice... But he just went on vacation to the northern part of the Feysac Empire last week, and he'll only return next Thursday or Friday. Before that, I have to first report to Captain... Klein turned and left the underground market.

Beyonder ingredients were so expensive that he could only window shop. Of course, if he wasn't afraid of the high interest, he could get a short-term loan from Swain.

When he exited the Evil Dragon Bar and waited for the public carriage, Klein considered the future developments.

I have to get the Telepathist formula or related clues from Daxter Guderian. I can exchange it for cash from Miss Justice...

...

After getting on a public carriage, Klein didn't head to the Blackthorn Security Company directly but to the Divination Club.

It was part of the work needed to foreshadow his digestion of the potion. Plus, Klein was now considered famous in the divination industry. On average, he would have more than ten divinations in an afternoon.

Sigh, it's a pity that I made it sound too good at the beginning. I can't just change my divination fees as I wish... While sitting in the meeting room at the Divination Club, Klein thought to himself helplessly as he drank his Sibe black tea.

Although he had fully digested the potion, he wasn't willing to take the risk of going against the Seer principles that he previously summarized. That included not obtaining excessive benefits from divination. After all, he didn't know if it would lead to losing control or other negative effects.

The confidential information the Nighthawks had didn't include the concept of "digesting." Thus, Klein couldn't determine if there were still risks after fully digesting the potion or if he could do anything that was against the principle.

Just as he was thinking about these things, Angelica came in and said, "Mr. Moretti, someone wishes for your divination. Red Agate room."

"Alright." Klein exited the meeting room.

The customer was a maiden around sixteen years old, with curly brown hair and light blue eyes. She wore a light blue ruffled dress and held a gauze hat of the same color. 

"Elizabeth?" Klein recognized his sister's friend, Elizabeth, who studied at the Ivos Public School. He had once helped pick an amulet for her and also resolved Selena's magic mirror divination incident with her assistance.

Elizabeth said in pleasant surprise, "Mr. Moretti, is it really you? I was wondering if it was you when I saw the name."

"I am a mysticism enthusiast after all," Klein explained. "Don't tell Melissa. Oh, Selena as well."

The divination result showed that it was suitable for me to visit the Divination Club! Why did I run into her?

They entered the room, and after he took the seat of the diviner, Klein lifted his head to look towards Elizabeth.

With just one glance, he saw a faint layer of gloomy green in the maiden's energy field.

A symptom of being haunted by spirits and wraiths... Klein made a judgment and asked, "Have you had nightmares recently, ones with repetitive elements?"

Elizabeth, who was dumbstruck, replied, "Yes... That's why I came here to look for you."

Klein asked, "What kind of dream did you have? When did it start?"

"It began from the last two days of my vacation to Lamud Town. Oh, our family has an estate there." Elizabeth was considered half a mysticism enthusiast, so she had better memories of such situations. "In my dream, I always run into a knight in full black armor. He carries a huge broadsword, and his face is fully covered by a helmet, so all I could see is a pair of glowing red eyes. In the dream, he keeps attempting to get closer to me. Afraid, I run away, but the distance shortens each and every time..."

Klein thought and asked, "Two or three days before you had such a dream, did you get in touch with any antiques, ancient ruins, burial objects, or a mausoleum?"

Elizabeth recalled. "I-I visited a mountain near Lamud Town. There was an abandoned ancient castle."

That's a standard opening of a paranormal novel... Klein lampooned silently. "Did you leave anything behind in the castle? Or did you take anything from the castle?"

Elizabeth replied uncertainly, "I got cut by brambles and bled... Does leaving blood behind count?"

Klein said solemnly, "Yes."