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.

compliments are his honor. We will be

they were afraid of alerting the kidnappers, the carriage did not stop at the Vickroy’s residence. Instead, it

umbrella and returned along. After waiting for some

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

towards the carriage driver outside, indicating that he did not wish

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

Since he walked in a

Master Elliott wore yesterday. This is the

to be a miniature

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

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 would be

the specifics. All they cared about was the number of kidnappers, if anything unusual had happened, or

“normal,” “armed with firearms…” After obtaining the desired information, they bade

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. After the first hour, there were additional charges of six pence

capital, Backlund, these carriage drivers

need to worry about this at the moment since Leonard had tossed two

by the time.” After Leonard gave his

driver was delighted

a moment.” Leonard cast

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

the silver-inlaid black cane and hung it

mind rapidly turned still. His brown eyes quickly turned deeper

turning light. He vaguely saw

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

stirrings happened around Klein and he felt as if

this sensation occasionally

fear, he looked at the cane with his deep

“Elliott’s location.”

the cane fell and pointed straight

the cane and said

a little ethereal as though it

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

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

all. Without the slightest impression, there was no way

straight.” Leonard instructed the carriage driver loudly. “We will tell you when

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

proceeded slowly, passing through one

Dowsing Rod Seeking to correct

that Elliott was inside. It had

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

dark once again as the raindrops around him

with a slant. Klein pointed