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.

and opened before closing the door behind him. He

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

me.” Klein honestly

He did not follow up on the topic of being followed and instead, asked, “You came from

“Yes.” Klein answered.

that Welch’s father

Wind City. It was a region with extremely advanced coal and steel industries. It was one of the top three

Heh, we happened to be investigating

do?” Klein asked in

he hoped that it was the

his eyes not showing the sliver of a ripple.

returned

do not scare

breath and bade him

lamps on

making him sound more

stairwell. He went forward and saw

two did not say a word when they met. The priest

the prayer hall. The circular holes behind the arched altar were still as pure and bright, while the darkness and silence of the building’s interior remained. There were still

left the prayer hall with his cane and newspaper as though

saw the burning sun. He immediately regained the familiar feeling of being observed. He

a question surfaced in

it be hard for him to continue monitoring me by pretending to pray? If he had not done something

investigator is very slim… Klein exhaled and no longer acted as nervous as he was previously. He took a casual stroll before

on the door

opened to

He took

led underground to a small,

Next, he retrieved the revolver from

his desire to protect himself win over his procrastination. Therefore, he

cylinder and removed the silver demon hunting bullets.

attire and halved top hat. He planned on practicing in his usual getup. After all, it was impossible for him to shout “wait

cylinder and

raised it up straight, and aimed at the target

military training 1 ,

his holding stance.

a long, soft bench. He placed the revolver to the side, began massaging his arms,

recalling his practice before he picked up the revolver with the wooden handle and bronze cylinder. He got into standard

back from the recoil. The bullet missed the

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