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.

forced a smile and said, “Your compliments are his honor. We

did not stop at the Vickroy’s residence. Instead, it stopped at the side of a

returned along. After waiting for some

trying to tell you that the notebook will definitely appear again. Perhaps, it might

used his chin to gesture towards the carriage driver outside, indicating that

look out the window. He saw raindrops streak across the glass, leaving behind blurry

in a hurry, the edge of his trousers were soiled and his shirtfront

wore yesterday. This is the Storm Amulet

glanced at it. He discovered it to be a miniature

was made of bronze. It was carved with symbols representing gales and sea

Master Elliott’s kidnapping. Hopefully, it will let you find him easier…” Klee sat down and described the nightmare that happened in the morning, hoping that the helpers he went through great trouble to hire

the number of kidnappers, if anything unusual had happened, or if they

obtaining the desired information, they bade Klee farewell and

city and eight pence a kilometer outside. The former cost two soli per hour or

had heard from Azik that in the capital, Backlund, these carriage drivers

did not need to worry about this at the moment since Leonard had

the time.” After Leonard gave his instructions, he closed the

The carriage driver was delighted and puzzled as he held

Leonard cast

Elliott’s clothes. He spread it out on the carriage’s floor and then wound the Storm Amulet

silver-inlaid black cane and hung it straight over Elliott’s

gathered the sphere of light in his head as his mind rapidly turned still. His

turning light. He vaguely saw the world of spirits everywhere. He

but the cane did not fall to the ground.

he felt as if pairs

few days, Klein had felt this sensation occasionally when he was in the state of Cogitation or

his deep black eyes. He recited once

“Elliott’s location.”

that, the cane fell and pointed

held the cane and

sounded a little ethereal as

was called “Dowsing Rod Seeking.” The tool of choice had to

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, he could search for people directly using this method. He could also use his cane

at all. Without the slightest impression, there was no way for him to

instructed the carriage driver loudly. “We will tell you when there’s

in his pocket and the willingness of

proceeded slowly, passing through one street after

Rod Seeking to correct their

once, he finally determined that Elliott was inside. It had only been thirty minutes since they

off the cane, Klein did not continue using Elliott’s clothes. Instead, he placed the cane, entwined

the raindrops around him

with a slant. Klein