Lord of the Mysteries

It’s simply sharp and incisive… Klein burst out in laughter. Using the rich experience he had from his previous incarnation, he added another insult. “In fact, there is no evidence to suggest that those important figures have any brains at all.”

“Good! Very good!” Benson roared with laughter as he gave a thumbs up. “Klein, you are a lot more humorous than before.”

After taking a breath, he continued, “I have to go to the pier in the afternoon. I’m only off work tomorrow. After that I’ll have time… to go to Tingen City Housing Improvement Company with the both of you. Let’s see if they have cheap and good terrace houses for rent. Also, I need to pay Mr. Franky a visit.”

“Our landlord?” the perplexed Klein asked. Does our current landlord have some terrace houses from pretty good districts under his name?

Benson shot his brother a glance and said, amused, “Have you forgotten the one-year rental contract we have with him? It has only been six months.”

“Hiss…” Klein immediately drew a gasp of cold air.

He had really forgotten the matter!

Although rent was paid once a week, the lease was a year long. If they were to move now, it was equivalent to a breach in contract. If they were taken to court, they would have to compensate large sums of money!

“You are still lacking in societal experience.” Benson touched his receding black hairline and said wistfully, “This was a clause I fought so hard back then. If not, Mr. Franky was only willing to lease it to us for three months each contract. To those with money, landlords would sign leases for a year, two years, or even three years to seek stable income. But for us—the past us—and our neighbors, landlords would have to be constantly worried that something bad might happen, depriving them of their rent. Therefore, they would only sign short-term contracts.

“In that case, they can offer to raise prices according to the situation.” Klein summarized and added, using the original Klein’s memories and his own experience as a tenant.

Benson sighed and said, “This is the cruel reality of today’s society. Alright, you don’t have to worry. The issue with the contract can be easily resolved. To be frank, even if we owe him a week’s rent, Mr. Franky would have immediately thrown us out and confiscated whatever valuable items we have. After all, his intelligence is below that of a monkey’s. There’s no way he can comprehend overly complicated matters.”

Upon hearing this, Klein suddenly recalled a particular Sir Humphrey’s meme. He shook his head and said seriously, “No, Benson. You are wrong.”

“Why?” Benson was puzzled.

“Mr. Franky’s intelligence is still slightly higher than a monkey’s,” Klein replied in all seriousness. Just as Benson seemed to smile in response, he added, “If he is on form.”

“Haha.” Benson lost it and burst out in laughter.

After a series of rapturous laughter, he pointed at Klein, momentarily unable to put his thoughts in words. Only then, he returned to the topic at hand.

“Of course, as a gentleman, we cannot employ such shameless tactics. I will discuss this with Mr. Franky tomorrow. Believe me, he’s easily convinced, easily.”

Klein had no doubts regarding Benson’s point. The existence of the gas pipes was excellent proof.

some idle chatter between the brothers, the remnants of pan-fried fish from the previous night were made into a soup with some vegetables. During the boiling process, the

had a simple meal, but they were very satisfied with it.

headed to the Lettuce and Meat market with three Soli notes and some spare pennies. He spent six pence on a pound of beef and seven pence on a fresh

this entire time, he continued to feel like he was being watched, but there was no physical

at Smyrin Bakery, Klein returned home and began weight-lifting with heavier

had planned to exercise by military boxing, which he learned from his compulsory military stint for students. However, he had already forgotten the radio exercise

an appropriate break and began reading the original

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desk. The

soul captivating fragrance of the stewed beef, the obviously tender potatoes,

Klein placing a crispy fish onto a plate. He felt the fragrance

made a

the middle of the tidied desk. Following that, he returned to the cupboard and took out two large cups of

lemon pudding as if he were performing a magic trick.

Melissa took the lemon

said with a smile, “This is to celebrate Klein’s

and clinked it with Benson before clinking it with

his head back and drank it down. The spicy feeling warmed his gullet, bringing him great

alcohol. It was a mixture of the ginger’s spiciness and the sourness of lemon that made it taste similar to beer. It was a kind of beverage that both women and children found acceptable.

drank a mouthful as well while Melissa took a nibble of the

Klein put down his cup and picked up his fork

of his thick pea soup. After all, he had never eaten something so strange on Earth. All he could do was adapt the recipe from the

eldest brother, Benson did not stand on ceremony as he dug up a spoonful of mashed

boiled thoroughly and mixed with the faint taste of lard and just enough salt. It whetted

praised Benson vaguely. “It’s much more delicious than the one I had back at work. They

Klein accepted the praise. “It’s all

leaves, the green lettuce heads, and the radishes were submerged in the colorless soup, covering

beef retained a little chewiness despite being stewed tender. The

give her approbation, but she could

from his usual standard. After

course, even with the best standards, one could only make do with the dishes they

heart pained for Benson and Melissa

crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The char was a perfect golden brown and the saltiness