Lord of the Mysteries

“Okay.” Klein bowed slightly as he wore his short top hat again. However, his mind was preoccupied with how Sealed Artifact 0-08 looked.

It appears to be just your everyday quill?

It writes without ink?

Then, what is its actual use? What makes it classified at the highest level of confidentiality that it’s deemed Extremely Dangerous?

Can it be a pen that kills anyone whose name is written?

No, that would be way too heaven-defying. Ince Zangwill wouldn’t need to escape and hide away if that were the case…

Just as Klein turned around to leave, Dunn suddenly shouted out to him.

“Hold on. I forgot something.”

“What?” Klein turned his head; his eyes puzzled.

Dunn put back his pocket watch and said with a smile, “Later, remember to visit the accountant, Mrs. Orianna, and get an advance payment of four weeks—a total of twelve pounds. After that, you’ll earn half your salary every week until the difference is covered.”

“That’s too much. There’s no need for this, the amount should be reduced,” said Klein subconsciously.

He had no objection towards an advanced payment. After all, he didn’t even have the money needed to pay for the public horse carriage trip home. However, to receive twelve pounds at once left him a little afraid.

“No, it’s necessary,” said Dun as he shook his head and smiled. “Think about it. Do you still wish to continue living in your present apartment? One that needs you to share a bathroom with so many other tenants? Even if you aren’t taking yourself into consideration, think about the lady. Besides…”

He paused when he saw Klein nod in agreement. He smiled and sized up Klein’s garbs and said with a meaningful intent, “Besides, you need a cane, and you should buy a new suit.”

Klein was taken aback for a second before snapping back to reality. His face immediately burned with embarrassment since the suit he was wearing was cheap and of inferior quality.

Typically, a top hat was made of silk, costing five to six soli. A bow tie was three soli, a walking cane inlaid with silver was seven to eight soli, a shirt was three soli, while pants, a vest, and tuxedo were around seven pounds in total. Leather boots were nine to ten soli. As such, an entire suit cost more than eight pounds and seven soli. Of course, to be a presentable gentleman, one needed a watch chain, a pocket watch, and a wallet.

Back then, the original Klein and Benson scrimped and saved before managing to save up a pool of money. When they went to a clothing store to check the price, they ended up running off without even bothering to try haggling. They each bought a set at a bargain shop near Iron Cross Street for a total of less than two pounds.

It was also because of that incident that original Klein had a deep impression of the prices of clothes.

“O-Okay,” Klein stammered a reply.

He was like the original Klein. He was someone who cared about his appearance.

Dunn took out the pocket watch again and clicked it open to take a glance at it.

“Perhaps you should find Mrs. Orianna first? I know you’ll spend quite some time at Old Neil’s while Mrs. Orianna will likely be returning home soon.”

“Alright.” Klein was acutely aware of his state of poverty and did not object to it.

Dunn returned to the table’s side and pulled at a few hanging ropes as he said, “I’ll get Rozanne to bring you there.”

The ropes began their operation as the gears ground, producing a chime from a bell at the reception area of Blackthorn Security Company. When Rozanne heard it, she hurriedly stood up and carefully made her way down.

It did not take long before she appeared in front of Klein again.

Dunn said humorously, “I did not disturb your rest, right? Oh, bring Moretti to Mrs. Orianna.”

Rozanne secretly curled her lips as she answered ‘happily—’

“Alright, Captain.”

At that moment,

from finance, isn’t there a need to get an approval letter from the

returned

mean— Don’t I need your signature to claim an advance payment from Mrs. Orianna?” Klein

Dunn

Klein resisted his urge to deliver a sarcastic comment before

he heard Dunn shout out

There’s still another

we finish it all at once? Klein

“Yes?”

at his temple and said, “When you meet

bullets?” Klein returned

said, “With the demon hunting bullets, if

the final sentence… Just as Klein was vexing over the problem,

write a formal document. Wait a moment.” Dunn sat down and picked up the dark red fountain pen. He scribbled a ‘note,’

Captain.” Klein received it

walked back before

“Hold on.”

shouted one

symptoms of dementia? Klein squeezed out a smile and turned around to ask,

the street corner—the underground shooting range at No. 3 Zouteland Street. Most of it belongs to the police department, but there is one that is specially for us Nighthawks. Oh, right, you also need to get a badge from Old Neil. Otherwise, you won’t be able to enter the shooting range.” Dunn smacked his forehead and took back the note from Klein. He

produced by expending bullets. Do not think lightly of

Klein, who was fearful of danger, yearned to visit the shooting range that

steps towards the exit before carefully turning around halfways.

“No.” Dunn nodded firmly.

relief and walked straight out the door. While walking, he had the strong urge to turn

urge and finally left the Keeper

the trivial stuff. Yea, trivial stuff. Klein, I’ll call you Klein in the future. Mrs. Orianna

stepped into the stairwell and returned to the upper floor. He found Mrs. Orianna in the far office

had fashionable curly hair. Her pair of green eyes were clear and smiling, and

Orianna heard Rozanne repeat Dunn Smith’s instructions, she took out a note and

seal?

Now familiar with the procedures, Klein completed the

the safe in the room. As she counted the pounds, she said with a smile, “You are lucky. We have enough cash today. By the way, Klein, were

impeccable intuition.” Klein was not stingy with

notes with light-gray backgrounds with deep black patterns printed on them. After locking

because I had a

Klein showed an

Tingen City into a frenzy sixteen years ago?” Orianna handed over the four gold pounds

had their hearts and stomachs removed by that Bloody Butcher? My mother often used that matter to scare my sister when we were young,” said Klein as

one pound denominations. All of them had a gray background and were inked in black. The four corners had complicated patterns

white hair band above his rotund face. His eyes were slender and he had an abnormally serious expression. However, Klein felt an indescribably sense

was a five-pound

four weeks of

Augustus VI. This mighty figure had a thick mustache and a firm gaze. While he was in power, he freed the Loen Kingdom from the shackles of the old order, allowing his nation to regain

faintly smell the notes’ ink that elated

tone still hinted at a sense of lingering fear despite the incident having

the paper notes and placed it in an inner pocket of his suit. Then, he patted the area

before that. The reason why he

wonder he wanted different organs… Sorry, Mrs. Orianna for making

I’ve been here ever since. Alright, I’ll stop keeping you from what

hat and bowed before leaving the office. Before he went downstairs, he could not help but pat his inner pocket to make sure the twelve pounds was still

cross-junction and headed right. It did

Knock! Knock! Knock!