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.

pushed the door and opened before closing the door behind him.

stand to his side. He was dressed in

Klein honestly answered

at Klein’s eyes. He did not follow up on the topic of being followed

“Yes.” Klein answered.

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

extremely advanced coal and steel industries. It was one of the top three cities of Loen

Dunn continued, “It might also be a result of that notebook. Heh, we happened to be investigating where Welch received the Antigonus family’s notebook. Of course, we can’t eliminate other people or organizations that might be seeking out this

Klein

a question, he hoped that it

mouthful, his eyes not showing the sliver of a ripple. “Return the

Klein returned with a

“Of course, do not scare them off or violate

a deep breath and bade him farewell. He left

and bathed in the light from the gas lamps on the two walls, he arrived silently to the empty, dark,

his footsteps echoed, making

forward and saw a shadow standing there—the middle-aged

they met. The priest turned around in

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 much fewer

moment, Klein slowly left the prayer hall with his cane and newspaper as

out, he saw the burning sun. He immediately regained the familiar feeling of being observed. He felt like he was prey being eyed by

a question surfaced in his

the “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 wrong, there would be no problem walking in with an open and aboveboard manner, right? Unless the person has some dark history, making him afraid of the Church

as nervous as he was

walls. The address on the door was ‘3.’ Its name

shooting range was opened to the public as

the feeling of being watched vanished instantly. He took this opportunity to hand over his

was led underground to a small, confined shooting

retrieved the revolver from

over his procrastination. Therefore,

left, he flicked open the cylinder and removed the silver

off his formal attire and halved top hat. He planned on practicing in his usual

the cylinder and rolled it

up straight,

no hurry to shoot. Instead, he recalled his experience at military training 1 , how to form a line with the

holding stance. He was as serious as a student taking

the wall and sat down on a long, soft bench.

recalling his practice before he picked up the revolver with the wooden handle and

his body moved back

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