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 are his

alerting the kidnappers, the carriage did not stop at the Vickroy’s residence. Instead, it stopped at the

along. After waiting

without a goal. I was just trying to tell you

surmise.” Klein used his chin to gesture towards the carriage driver outside, indicating that he did not wish to discuss sensitive

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

returned with a bag of items. Since he walked in a hurry, the edge

the clothes Young Master Elliott wore yesterday. This is the Storm Amulet he

glanced at it. He discovered it to be a miniature gentleman’s

the Storm Amulet was made of bronze. It was carved with symbols

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

held no interest in the specifics. All they cared about was the number of

the desired information, they bade Klee farewell

cost two soli per hour or part thereof. After

capital, Backlund, these carriage drivers were famous

to worry about this

After Leonard gave his instructions,

driver was delighted and puzzled as he

cast his

on the carriage’s floor and then wound the

cane and hung it straight over

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

body’s “spirit” turning light. He vaguely saw

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

stirrings happened around Klein and he felt as if pairs of

sensation occasionally when he was in the state

his deep black eyes. He recited once again in

“Elliott’s location.”

that, the cane fell and pointed straight

cane and said in

a little ethereal as though it could

the divination abilities he had grasped. It was called “Dowsing Rod Seeking.” The tool

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 as a replacement for dowsing rods. The direction in which the cane fell was

Klein could not remember it at all. Without the slightest impression, there was no

carriage driver loudly. “We will tell

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

carriage proceeded slowly, passing through

used Dowsing Rod Seeking to correct

that Elliott was inside. It had only been thirty minutes since they bade Klee

clothes. Instead, he placed the cane, entwined with the Storm

again as the raindrops around him suddenly spun in

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