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.

“Your compliments are his honor. We will

did not stop at

along. After waiting for some time, Leonard talked to Klein

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

really 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

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

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

Master Elliott wore yesterday. This is the Storm Amulet he used to

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

carved with symbols representing gales and sea waves,

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

about was the number of kidnappers, if anything unusual had

the desired information, they bade Klee farewell and

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. 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

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

luxury. However, he did not need to worry about

gave his instructions, he closed the

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

moment.” Leonard cast his

spread it out on the carriage’s floor and then wound the Storm Amulet

cane and hung it straight over Elliott’s

gathered the 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

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

he released his grip of the black cane, but the cane did not fall to the ground. It remained standing in

but invisible stirrings happened around Klein and he felt as if pairs of eyes were looking

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

the cane with his deep

“Elliott’s location.”

he finished saying that, the cane fell

the cane and said in

little ethereal as though it could penetrate the unknown

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

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

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

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

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

carriage proceeded slowly, passing

Klein used Dowsing Rod Seeking

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

the

to the front with a slant. Klein pointed