Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 102 Return to Harvest Church

City of Silver, in a cramped room.

"The Sun" Derrick Berg sat by the bed, quietly recalling the materials of the Seven Gods he got this time.

The name of the god that he had never heard of before, and the plausible ancient myth, all showed him a new world that was completely different from the area where the City of Silver was located.

"Is that a piece of land that hasn't been abandoned by the gods? Or, the land blessed by the new gods?" Derrick sat in the darkness without making any extra movements, and lightning flashed outside the window from time to time, bringing intense light.

He slowly focused his thoughts on the authority controlled by the seven gods, and compared it with the ancient gods such as "Dragon of Illusion" Angleweed:

"The so-called 'God of War' is very close to the giant king Ormir, the authority of the 'Storm Lord' is similar to that of the Elven King Sunya Solem, and the 'Night Goddess' seems to be the wolf king Freguera and the ancestor of vampires." The combination of Lilith, Eternal Blazing Sun, Goddess of the Earth, God of Knowledge and Wisdom, God of Steam and Mechanics can't find anything similar..."

"About myths and legends, I didn't listen carefully enough in class, and I missed a lot..."

"Huh, while there are no patrol missions during this period, go to the Minaret Library to look through the materials."

Derrick stood up abruptly, and did as soon as he thought of it.

His problem is also the problem of the vast majority of residents of the City of Silver. When receiving general education, he focused on practical courses such as "Demonology", "Monster Taxonomy", "Spell Science", and "Supernatural Fundamentals". In terms of knowledge about dealing with monsters in the dark depths and increasing the production of edible plants, when listening to auxiliary subjects such as "mythology", they are often not attentive enough.

If it weren't for the history of the City of Silver to make the residents more united and enhance everyone's sense of honor and mission, the "six-member council" is very strict in this regard. Derrick believes that he can remember at most the past twenty or thirty years. Things that happened.

Picking up the "Hurricane Axe", Derrick walked out of the house and walked along the clean and simple but old mottled stone road to the outside of the twin towers in the north of the city.

The top of the twin towers is the library, the merit exchange point, and the distributing place of daily necessities in the City of Silver, and the other dome belongs to the "six-member council", which belongs to the rumored magical item that has supported the City of Silver for more than two thousand years. Belongs to recipe and material warehouses.

After entering the minaret, Derrick went straight to the third floor, and based on his impressions, he found the bookshelf where mythological materials and corresponding ancient books were placed.

He just took a fancy to a classic book involving creation myths,

Just as he was about to pull it out, he found a hand with slender fingers, fair skin, and good shape, which took the book first.

Derrick looked along his arms, and after only one glance, he lowered his head, pressed his hands on his chest, and greeted in a deep voice:

"Hello, Elder Lovia."

The one who took away the tome was the member of the "Six-member Council", "Shepherd" Lovia.

Lovia was wearing a black robe embroidered with many mysterious purple patterns, and her silver-gray hair was thick but slightly curly.

Her face was smooth and fair, her eyebrows and eyes were magnificent, and she looked to be in her early thirties, and her pair of light gray eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul.

"En." Facing Derrick's greeting, Lovia nodded slightly, without saying anything, and silently left between the two rows of bookshelves with the classic.

Elder Lovia seemed to be back to normal. Unlike before, she always switched irregularly between different states, sometimes crying, sometimes sneering, sometimes groaning, sometimes indifferent... Derrick subconsciously flashed this thought .

Suddenly, he was inexplicably frightened.

Because Elder Lovia is back to normal...

normal now……

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After looking through all the files, Klein couldn't find any records about animals.

Apparently, the original investigation ignored this issue.

"Well, I have to remember my previous thoughts, and I can't investigate recklessly on my own. Let alone whether I have enough special skills to evade the 'demon''s premonition and grasp of danger, just the possibility of meeting the responsible Nighthawks is very troublesome. Things, my goal has always been to assist, analyze the case, make guesses, and judge the authenticity of the clues..." Klein thought about what he should do.

After understanding the ability of the "devil", he did not dare to hand over the matter of investigating whether the previous suspects had pets to Stuart for the time being, as this might kill him.

"Now it's just a preliminary investigation without direction. Stuart should not encounter anything. The 'demons' are not those lunatics of the Aurora Society, and they will not actively expose themselves. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, Stuart will definitely be able to The report has been submitted, and there may be clues hidden in it that others cannot detect." Klein stood up, pacing back and forth in the living room with his hands in his pockets.

The problem he's struggling with now is how to get the main investigators to include animals in their sights.

Mention it directly, definitely not, it will attract suspicion, and it is the same if it is too obvious to lead secretly... Hey, I am not an "audience", and I don't have extraordinary abilities in this area... Klein thought carefully, carefully deliberated, and finally decided on a plan .

He took out the letter paper, held the pen, and wrote:

"Dear Mr. Stanton:"

"I thought of a question. When the detectives were discussing before, they all thought that the murderer's movements were very skillful, and there were no traces of roughness. He was very experienced. I believe that this cannot be innate, and must have a wealth of experience as a basis, such as A surgical student in a medical school is like a butcher in a butcher shop."

"I used this to speculate that he might have done similar cases before. This is one direction of the investigation, and it is also the focus of my attention now."

"But after two days of repeated thinking, I think this is incomplete. Maybe, he didn't gain experience by killing people."

"Is there such a possibility that he used poor animals to practice? Live, different kinds of animals."

"The animals that die in Backlund every day cannot be counted, and the ones that disappear in the depths of the sewers are even more unknown. This is a good practice object."

"The above is my immature point of view, I hope to communicate with you."

"Sherlock Moriarty."

Klein didn't directly mention that the murderer might be a demonized animal. He also found a reason to practice, hoping that Isengard Stanton would take this opportunity to notice the neglected "animal world" and remind the official Extraordinary in charge.

As he was writing, he suddenly felt that this was also a direction.

The reason why the "demon" has never been caught is because it hunts and kills animals most of the time.

And animals hunting animals is not something to be concerned about.

That's it, I hope it can inspire them... Klein folded the letter paper, dressed neatly, and delivered it to the mailbox at the end of the street.

Fifteen minutes later, Lawyer Jurgen looked at Detective Sherlock passing by again and again outside the oriel window, finally couldn't help opening the door, and asked politely:

"Mr. Moriarty, have you forgotten your key?"

"Uh, sort of." Klein squeezed out a smile and said.

"Why don't you come to my house as a guest? After dinner, you can go back after dark. I know that your private detectives are very good at climbing." Jurgen invited with a serious expression.

That's okay too? Klein was stunned for a second, then smiled sincerely:

"It's my pleasure."

Lawyer Jurgen's grandmother is a chef!

And you can also lick a cat by the way!

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After it was completely dark, Klein rested at home for a while after eating and drinking, and left Minsk Street with a cane.

He planned to go to Rose Flower Street in the south area of ​​the bridge again, and ask Bishop Utravsky about the origin of the "Master Key".

With the help of the "divination staff method", he successfully arrived at the Harvest Church in the dead of night, and sneaked in according to the last route.

However, Bishop Utravski did not confess in the church hall tonight, there were only rows of seats in the silence and darkness.

"Having a rest?" Klein walked towards the living area behind the hall with some doubts.

Just rounding the corner, he suddenly found Bishop Utravsky, who was as tall as a giant, was going up the stairs in the basement, and the heavy stone door there was being clattered.

Who did he imprison in the basement? Klein instantly thought of a series of unhealthy news.

Bishop Utravsky looked up and saw Klein who was wearing the previous disguise. He was also quite surprised, and asked in a daze:

"You haven't found your way home yet?"

... Do I look like someone who has been lost for so long? Klein pulled out a smile and said:

"Father, I am not lost."

"Do you think that recipe is fake? Impossible..." Bishop Utravsky frowned and stopped halfway up the stairs.

In this way, he is equal to Klein.

"No, that's true." Klein replied honestly.

At this moment, the stone door in the basement was slapped again, more and more intensely, accompanied by a male voice of "let me out".

"This is?" Klein couldn't help asking.

Bishop Utravsky smiled gently:

"A vampire."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the basement shouted loudly:

"What's wrong with vampires? You should lock up vampires here? You should listen to your nagging and recite scriptures every day? Bah, I'm a noble vampire, don't use such a vulgar name to describe me!"

"Let me tell you, I worship the moon, and I will never convert to the Mother Earth! Give it up, you hateful priest!"

This was the first time Klein met a real vampire, so he couldn't help asking:

"Father, where did you catch him?"

Bishop Utravsky glanced at Klein with a rather strange expression and said:

"He is the original owner of the 'Master Key'."

"He strayed into this church one day."

…Klein seriously thought about whether to carry the "Master Key" with him in the future.

It's a good thing I can do divination... he thought happily.

"It just so happened that he entered a state of thirsting for blood at that time, and I discovered the abnormality." Bishop Utravsky added with a smile.

"Bah, don't bring me blood! What I need is the blood of a beautiful girl, not that of a dirty old man like you!" The vampire in the basement suddenly became irritable.

Bishop Utravsky explained without anger:

"When he's thirsty for blood, I'll get him some of mine."

Klein nodded, looked carefully, and found that the heavy stone door in the basement was engraved with the "Sacred Emblem of Life" and many mysterious symbols, forming a complete seal.

In the daytime, when there are more people praying, I'm afraid they won't even be able to hear their voices... Klein made a preliminary judgment.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Bishop Utravsky asked at this moment.

Klein answered frankly:

"I wonder where the 'Master Key' came from in the first place."

"Then you have to ask him." Bishop Utravsky pointed to the basement.

The vampire inside was suddenly quiet, and then smiled leisurely:

"My friend, I can answer your question."

"But the premise is that you rescue me first."

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