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 will

stop at the Vickroy’s residence. Instead, it

and returned along. After waiting for some time,

not without a goal. I was just trying to tell you

used his chin to gesture towards the carriage

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

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

clothes Young Master Elliott wore yesterday. This

and glanced at it. He discovered it to be a miniature

was carved with symbols

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

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

“normal,” “armed with firearms…” After 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 weather or if the customer needed to go faster, the fare could even be

Azik that in the capital, Backlund, these carriage drivers were

did not need to worry about this at

by the time.” After Leonard gave

driver was delighted and puzzled as he

a moment.” Leonard cast his gaze

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

silver-inlaid black cane and hung

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

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

of the black cane, but the cane did not fall to the ground. It remained standing in front of

Klein and he felt as if pairs of eyes were looking

felt this sensation occasionally when he was in

the cane with his deep black eyes. He

“Elliott’s location.”

the cane

Klein held the cane and said

sounded a little ethereal as though it could penetrate the unknown

he had grasped. It was called “Dowsing Rod Seeking.” The tool of choice had to be wooden,

would hold on to the shorter side and turn it to ascertain the correct direction. But as a Seer, Klein realized that through

all. Without the slightest

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

pocket and the willingness of his passengers to hand over the money kept him quiet. He

carriage proceeded slowly, passing through one

Dowsing Rod Seeking to

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

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

dark once again as the raindrops around him suddenly

fell to the front with a slant. Klein pointed at the