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 and opened before closing the door behind him. He took off his hat and bowed. “Good morning,

and hat were hanging on a clothes stand to his side. He was dressed in

is following me.” Klein

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

“Yes.” Klein answered.

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

a region with extremely advanced coal and steel industries. It

his opinion, Dunn continued, “It might also be a result of that notebook. Heh, we happened to be investigating where Welch received

Klein asked

hoped that it was

a mouthful, his eyes not showing the sliver of a ripple. “Return the way you came, then do anything

Klein returned with

with certainty. “Of course, do not

him

and bathed in the light from the gas lamps on the two

making him sound more alone and

at the stairwell. He went forward and saw a shadow standing there—the

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 men and women lining outside the confessional, but

with his cane and

sun. He immediately regained the familiar feeling of being observed. He felt

surfaced in

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

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

with mottled walls. The address on the door was ‘3.’ Its name was the Zouteland Shooting

underground shooting range was opened to the

vanished instantly. He took

verification, he was led underground

attendant simply. Next, he retrieved the revolver from his armpit holster and the box of brass

suddenly targeted made his desire to protect himself win over his

and removed the silver demon hunting bullets. Following that, he filled the cylinder with normal

leave an empty spot to prevent misfiring, nor did he take off his formal attire and halved top hat. He planned on practicing in his usual getup. After all, it was impossible for him to shout “wait a minute,

cylinder and rolled it

up straight, and aimed at the target

experience at military training 1 , how to form a line with the iron-sights,

Rustle! While his clothes rustled, Klein repeated his aiming and his holding stance. He was as serious as a student

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

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

back from the recoil.

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