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.

and said, “Your compliments are his honor. We

were afraid of alerting the kidnappers, the carriage did not stop at the Vickroy’s residence. Instead, it stopped at the side of a nearby

held an umbrella and returned along. After waiting for some time,

surmise the last time was not without a goal. I was just trying to tell you

isn’t a happy surmise.” Klein used his chin to gesture towards the carriage driver outside, indicating that he did not wish to discuss sensitive topics with outsiders

whistled and turned his head to look out the window. He saw raindrops streak across

of items. Since he walked in a hurry, the edge of his trousers were soiled and his shirtfront

Young Master Elliott wore yesterday. This

He discovered it to be a miniature gentleman’s formal suit—a small shirt,

It was carved with symbols representing gales and sea waves,

you find him easier…” Klee sat down and described the

in the specifics. All they cared about was the number of kidnappers, if anything unusual had happened,

obtaining the desired information, they bade Klee farewell and hired a two-wheeled light

former cost two soli per hour or part thereof. After the first hour, there were additional charges of six pence every fifteen minutes. In inclement

Backlund, these carriage drivers were famous for

him, taking a private carriage was quite a luxury. However, he did not need to worry about

gave

are you going?” The carriage driver was delighted and puzzled as he held

moment.” Leonard cast his gaze at

on the carriage’s floor and then wound the Storm

and hung it straight

head as his mind rapidly turned still. His brown eyes quickly turned deeper in

felt the his body’s “spirit” turning light. He vaguely saw the world of spirits everywhere. He silently said, “Elliott’s

times, he released his grip of the black cane, but the cane did not fall to the

and he felt as if pairs of eyes were looking

felt this sensation occasionally when he was in the state of Cogitation or Spirit

deep black eyes. He recited once again in his heart,

“Elliott’s location.”

the cane fell and pointed

the cane and said in

sounded a little ethereal as though it

he had grasped. It was called “Dowsing Rod Seeking.”

he would require two real dowsing rods. Dowsing rods were shaped like two straight metal wires tapered to an edge. He would hold on to the shorter side and turn it to ascertain the correct direction. But as a Seer, Klein realized that through practice,

the Antigonus family’s notebook, Klein could not remember it at all. Without

instructed the carriage driver loudly. “We

was necessary, but the notes in his pocket and the willingness of his passengers to hand over the money kept him quiet. He chose to follow the

carriage proceeded slowly, passing through one street

Rod Seeking to correct

that Elliott was inside. It had only been thirty

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

turned dark once again as the raindrops around him suddenly spun

front with a slant. Klein pointed