Lord of the Mysteries

Leonard’s singing sounded like a lullaby as it lightly resounded through the doors and into the winding wooden stairwell.

Klein’s mind immediately turned torpid. He felt like he saw a silent moonlight and serene rippling lake.

His eyelids rapidly turned heavy as if he were about to fall asleep standing.

Amid these indistinct sensations, he also felt a strange, formless, and indifferent focus on his back. It felt like he was wandering the spirit world himself.

A baffling sense of déjà vu suffused as Klein suddenly found his train of thought once again. With his strong spiritual perception and extreme familiarity with Cogitation, he barely escaped the influence of the Midnight Poem.

However, he remained serene and could hardly evoke any emotions.

Soon, Leonard stopped singing as he turned his head with a smile.

“I’m considering asking Captain’s permission to apply for a Feynapotter lute. How can there not be an accompaniment when singing?

“Heh heh, I’m just kidding. I can hear them asleep.”

The black-haired, green-eyed Nighthawk with his poetic vibe took a stride forward and walked to the door that separated them from the kidnappers and hostage.

He suddenly moved his shoulder and threw a punch at the door’s lock.

Crack!

The wooden board around the lock shattered in a muffled manner.

“This requires precise control.” Leonard turned his head and smiled. He then reached his hand into the hole and opened the door.

Klein, who had regained consciousness, was not as confident as him. He reached under his armpit, drew his revolver, and turned the cylinder, making sure that he could shoot at a moment’s notice.

As the door swung back, he saw a man sleeping on a table with a gun by his feet. Another man was rubbing his eyes in a daze while trying to stand up.

Bam!

Leonard slid forward and struck the awakening kidnapper unconscious.

Klein planned to enter as well when he suddenly sensed something. He turned around abruptly and faced the stairwell.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Footsteps were approaching from below. It became clear that “something” was a hatless man in a brown coat circling the stairwell in his progression toward the third floor while hugging a paper bag of bread.

Suddenly, he stopped. He saw a gun’s barrel aiming at him with a metallic luster.

His pupils reflected a young man dressed in a halved top hat, black formal suit with a bow tie of the same color. It also reflected the cane which rested along the rail and the dangerous revolver.

“Do not move. Raise your hands. Three, two, one…” Klein’s tone was deep but relaxed.

He held the revolver with both hands as he tried to imagine the man as a target from his practice.

Amid the tense atmosphere, the man in the brown coat threw the bag of bread and slowly raised his hands.

“Sir, is this a kind of a joke? Has there been a misunderstanding?” He stared intently at the finger that Klein had placed on the trigger as he forced a smile.

determine if he was an accomplice or a neighbor, but he did not reveal any abnormalities. He said in a deep voice, “Do not attempt to resist. Someone will determine if

finished handling the kidnappers, walked out and noticed the man in the stairwell. He said leisurely, “So the kidnappers have another accomplice responsible for buying and delivering

raised his foot and kicked the bag of bread up

unaffected, Klein coldly pulled the trigger like

Bang!

burst out from the man’s

ground and attempted to escape from the second floor; however, Leonard had already reached his hand towards the handrail before leveraging

Leonard landed on the man from

man fainted as Leonard swatted away some of the blood that had splattered on him. He

“Nice shooting.”

his legs… The corner of Klein’s mouth twitched in an indiscernible manner as he caught

not having any enhancements to his visual, auditory, or tactile senses after consuming the Seer potion, he could still “see” obstructed objects and “hear” faint

thought as he watched Leonard find a sharp dagger

in each hand, Klein entered the kidnapper’s room. They saw Elliott Vickroy jolt awake from the gunshot as he straightened his body and sat up slowly from

the rope they used against Elliott. Bunched together, they were thrown in

but Leonard disdained getting his hands dirty, so he

in pleasant delight when he saw the

Very precise.” The genuflecting

in him… Klein lowered his revolver and said to Elliott, “We

I been saved?” Elliott said joyfully

had suffered quite harshly in the short few hours of being a kidnapping victim. He

stood up and said to Klein, “Go downstairs and find some patrolling cops. Get them to inform the tobacco merchant. I do not wish to walk out with a child and four idiots like a

wondering about the aftermath, nodded. He put away his revolver, picked up his cane, and

he had forgotten something. In addition, he heard Leonard say to Elliott, “Don’t be nervous. You will soon see your father, mother, and your

…

into the streets.

member of the Special Operations Department; instead, he used his identity as a professional security company

He had received an all-purpose weapon usage certificate the day before yesterday. His application was accelerated by going

two policemen exchanged looks and one of them left to gather reinforcements and inform the Vickroy family. The other policeman followed

signaled to Klein while the policeman was not paying attention. Klein was to sneak out of

the police station is an extreme waste of time. Let’s leave first,” the Nighthawk with

that he would take any responsibility for any repercussions, he did not retort and

building where the kidnappers were. The old butler, Klee, disembarked with his portly

he was still in a daze. He found it incredulous that news

a crisp snap as he turned

windows open. The black-haired and green-eyed

Vickroy’s carriage, Leonard closed the window, turned

extended his right hand and

was a pleasure working with

on that good terms… Klein politely shook

capabilities of Beyonders. Even though

after a

Klein had many

outside the window and said with a frown, “Shouldn’t we confirm with Mr. Klee? If he believes that the police rescued Elliott, our commission will

total of 100

was no doubt about their providing of

mind it. To us, money isn’t that important,” said

important