Lord of the Mysteries

While looking at Klein, Leonard smiled and nodded.

“Then, do you need anything from them?”

He had cooperated with Old Neil and company numerous times, so he naturally knew that divination required a medium, especially when the person being divined was not present.

Klein thought for a moment before saying to Klee, “I need some of Elliott’s recent clothes which have not been washed or starched. It would be better if you have any accessories he used to wear on him.”

He tried to choose ordinary mediums, not something that would normally invite questions.

But even so, Klee wore a look of puzzlement.

“Why?”

After his question, he added, “I have a picture of Young Master Elliott on me.”

Why? Because we are divining his location… Klein was momentarily at a loss for an answer.

If he answered truthfully, ignoring the fact that it violated the confidentiality clause, Klee would likely storm out immediately and rip apart the contract while cursing, “This bunch of cheats! If that works, why don’t I find the most famous Spirit Medium in Awwa County!”

By the side, Leonard Mitchell chuckled and said, “Mr. Klee, my partner, um—colleague rears a unique pet. Its sense of smell is sharper than a hound’s. That’s why we need clothes that little Elliott wore and items he used to wear on him to aid us in finding him. As you know, clues typically bring you to a general region.”

“As for the picture, we would need it too. Both of us need to know what little Elliott looks like.”

Klee accepted the reason by nodding slowly.

“Will you be waiting here, or will you be going with me to Mr. Vickroy’s residence in the city?”

“Let’s go together. It saves time,” replied Klein simply.

Not only was he eager to try out his abilities as a Beyonder, but he also wanted to save the child.

“Alright, the carriage is downstairs.” As Klee spoke, he took out a black-and-white photograph and handed it to Leonard.

It was a picture of Elliott Vickroy alone. He was about ten years old with rather long hair that nearly covered his eyes. There were obvious freckles on his face and he did not seem to stand out.

Leonard glanced at it and handed it to Klein.

Klein took a careful look and placed the photograph into his pocket. Then, he took his cane and put on his hat. He followed the two out of Blackthorn Security Company and boarded the carriage downstairs.

The carriage’s interior was rather spacious. It was lined with thick carpet and a tiny table to rest items on.

As Klee was around, Klein and Leonard did not say a word. They quietly took in the experience of traversing the pooling roads in a carriage.

“The carriage driver is quite good.” Leonard broke the silence after some time with praise and a smile.

“Yeah.” Klein answered perfunctorily.

a smile and said, “Your compliments

stop at the

umbrella and returned along. After waiting for

was not without a goal. I was just trying to tell you that the notebook will definitely appear again. Perhaps, it

his chin to gesture towards the carriage

window. He saw raindrops streak across

he walked in a hurry, the edge of

yesterday. This is the Storm Amulet he used to

be a miniature gentleman’s

the Storm Amulet was made of bronze. It was carved with symbols representing gales and sea waves, but they

easier…” Klee sat down and described the

Leonard held no interest in the specifics. All they cared about was the number of kidnappers, if anything unusual had

with firearms…” After obtaining the desired information, they bade Klee farewell

They were charged either by time or distance. The latter was at four pence a kilometer in the city and eight pence a kilometer outside. The former cost two soli per hour or part

capital, Backlund, these

quite a luxury. However, he did not need to worry about this at the moment since Leonard had

time.” After Leonard gave his instructions,

driver was delighted and puzzled as he

cast his gaze

out on

and

in his head as his mind rapidly turned still. His brown eyes quickly turned deeper in color as he entered a half-Cogitation

body’s “spirit” turning light. He vaguely saw the world of spirits everywhere. He

the cane did not fall to the ground. It remained standing in front of him even though the carriage

but invisible stirrings happened around Klein and he felt as

past few days, Klein had felt this sensation occasionally when he was in the

a little fear, he looked at the cane with his deep black eyes. He recited once again in his heart,

“Elliott’s location.”

saying that, the cane

the cane and said

voice sounded a little ethereal as though it could penetrate the unknown

was called “Dowsing Rod Seeking.” The tool

it to ascertain the correct direction. But as a Seer, Klein realized that through practice, he could search for people directly using this method. He could also use his cane as a replacement for

Klein could not remember it at all. Without

“We will tell you when there’s a need to

willingness of

passing through one street

Rod

finally determined that Elliott was inside. It had

Elliott’s clothes. Instead, he placed the cane, entwined with the Storm Amulet

eyes turned dark once again as the

the front with a slant. Klein pointed at the staircase and