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.

smile and said, “Your compliments are his honor. We will be

not stop at the Vickroy’s residence.

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

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

streak across the glass,

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

are the clothes Young Master Elliott wore yesterday.

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

Amulet was made of bronze. It was carved with symbols

will let you find him easier…” Klee sat down and described the nightmare that happened in the morning,

interest in the specifics. All they cared about was the number of kidnappers, if

“normal,” “armed with firearms…” After obtaining the desired information, they bade Klee farewell and hired a

were either four-wheeled or two-wheeled. 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 thereof.

from Azik that in the capital, Backlund, these

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

After Leonard gave his instructions,

going?” The carriage driver was delighted

cast his gaze

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

held the silver-inlaid black 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

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

grip of the black cane, but the cane did not fall to

happened around Klein and he felt as if

occasionally when he was in the state of Cogitation

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

“Elliott’s location.”

saying that, the cane fell and pointed straight

held the cane and said in a

voice sounded a little ethereal as though it could penetrate

called “Dowsing Rod Seeking.” The tool of choice had to be wooden, metallic, or a mixture

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, 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

notebook, Klein could not remember it at all. Without the

the carriage driver loudly. “We

understand why that was necessary, but the notes in his pocket and the willingness of his passengers to hand over the money

passing through

Dowsing Rod Seeking to correct

was inside. It had only been thirty minutes since

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

the raindrops around

slant. Klein pointed at the staircase