Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 26

Tap! Tap! Tap! The sound of footsteps echoed through the dark, narrow corridor, which was otherwise silent.

Klein kept his back straight as he kept up with the priest’s pace. He did not pose questions or chat idly with him, remaining silent like a windless body of water.

After passing through the heavily guarded passageway, the priest opened a secret door with a key and pointed down a stairwell made of stone. “Turn left at the intersection to reach Chanis Gate.”

“May Goddess bless you.” Klein gestured the sign of the crimson moon on his chest.

Commoners practiced etiquette, while the religious partook in ritual blessings.

“Praise the Lady.” The priest returned with the same gesture.

Klein did not speak further as he walked down the dark stone stairwell with the aid of the refined inlaid gas lamps on both sides of the wall.

Midway, he subconsciously turned back and saw the priest standing at the entrance. He was in the shadows and appeared like an immobile wax statue.

Klein looked away and continued to proceed down. It did not take long before he hit ground laid with ice-cold stone slabs. This led him to the intersection.

He did not turn towards Chanis Gate because Dunn Smith, who had recently finished his shift, was definitely not there.

He turned right and saw the familiar path. Klein went back up another flight of stairs and appeared inside Blackthorn Security Company.

Seeing doors that were tightly shut or half-closed, he did not rush into them. Instead, he went to the reception and saw a brown-haired girl focused on a magazine with a sweet smile.

“Hi, Rozanne.” Klein came to her side and deliberately rapped the table.

Knock! Rozanne stood up suddenly and knocked over a chair and said in a fluster, “Hi, nice weather today. Y-you, Klein, why are you here?”

She patted her chest and heaved a few sighs of relief. She was like a young lady afraid that her father had caught her skiving.

“I need to find Captain,” answered Klein simply.

“…You gave me a fright. I thought Captain came out.” Rozanne glared at Klein. “Don’t you know how to knock!? Hmph, you should be thankful that I’m a tolerant and kind woman. Well, I do prefer the term lady… Is there a reason why you are looking for Captain? He’s in the room opposite Mrs. Orianna.”

Even though he felt uptight, Klein was so amused by Rozanne he smiled. He pondered for a moment before saying, “A secret.”

“…” Rozanne’s eyes widened and while she reeled in her disbelief, Klein did a slight bow before bidding her farewell.

He went through the reception’s partition and knocked on the door of the first office on the right.

“Come in.” Dunn Smith’s deep and gentle voice sounded.

door behind him. He took off his hat

hanging on a clothes stand to his side. He was dressed in a white shirt and black vest. Even though his hairline was rather high, his gray eyes were deep, and he appeared much

is following me.” Klein

silently looked at Klein’s eyes. He did not follow up on

“Yes.” Klein answered.

nodded gently. He did not comment on its merits or demerits as he switched the subject back. “It might be that Welch’s father doesn’t believe the cause of death that we reported and had hired a

City was also known as Wind City. It was a region with extremely advanced coal and

also be a result of that notebook. Heh, we happened to be investigating where Welch

I do?” Klein asked

that it was

mug and took a mouthful, his eyes not showing the sliver of

returned with a

nodded with certainty. “Of course, do not

him farewell. He left the room and went back

at the intersection, and bathed in the light from the gas lamps on the two walls, he arrived silently

his footsteps echoed, making him sound more alone and

He went forward and saw a shadow standing there—the

a word when they met. The priest turned around in

hall. The circular holes behind the arched altar were still as pure and bright, while the

cane and newspaper as though nothing had ever happened, successfully

He immediately regained the familiar feeling of being observed. He felt like he was prey being eyed

surfaced

“observer” follow me into the cathedral? Although I could have still used the dark environment and the priest to conceal my temporary disappearance, would it be hard for him to continue monitoring me by pretending to pray? If he had not done something

and no longer acted as nervous as he was previously. He took a casual stroll before going around and to the back of

stopped at an ancient-styled building with mottled walls. The address on

department’s underground shooting range was opened to the public as

He took this opportunity to hand over his Special Operations Department badge to

led underground to a small,

revolver from his armpit holster and the box of brass bullets

to protect himself win over his procrastination. Therefore, he could not wait to come over to

silver demon hunting bullets. Following that, he filled

He planned on practicing in his usual getup. After

closed the cylinder and rolled

the gun in both hands, raised it up straight, and aimed at the target more

was in no hurry to shoot. Instead, he recalled his experience at military training 1 , how to form a line with the iron-sights, and knowledge

clothes rustled, Klein repeated his aiming and his holding stance. He was

to the wall and sat down on a long, soft bench. He placed the revolver to the side, began

he picked up the revolver with the wooden handle and bronze cylinder. He got into standard firing position and

back from the recoil. The

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