Lord of the Mysteries

The Antigonus notebook is in the apartment across the kidnappers’!

Although it was very coincidental, Klein believed that his intuition was correct.

He immediately got out of bed and rapidly changed out of the old clothes he usually wore to bed. He picked up a white shirt beside him and draped it on, quickly buttoning from top to bottom.

One, two, three… He suddenly realized that he was “missing” buttons. The left and right sides did not seem to match.

On careful look, Klein realized that he had made a mistake buttoning the first button, causing the shirt to warp.

He shook his head helplessly before taking a deep breath and slowly breathing out, using some of his Cogitation techniques to restore his calm.

After putting on his white shirt and black trousers, he barely managed to wear his armpit holster steadily. He pulled out the revolver he hid under his soft pillow and holstered it.

Without time to tie a bow tie, he draped his formal suit on and with a hat and cane in each hand, he walked to the door. After putting on his halved top hat, Klein gently twisted the door handle and walked into the corridor.

He carefully closed his bedroom’s wooden door and sneaked downstairs like a thief. He used a fountain pen and paper in the living room to leave a note, informing his siblings that he had forgotten to mention that he had to be early for work today.

The moment he was out the door, Klein felt a cool breeze and his entire being calmed down.

The street in front of him was dark and silent without any pedestrians. Only the gas lamps illuminated the streets.

Klein took out his pocket watch from his pocket and snapped it open. It was just six in the morning and the crimson moonlight had not completely faded away. However, there was a hue of sunrise over the horizon.

He was just about to seek out an expensive for-hire carriage when he saw a two-horse, four-wheeled trackless carriage approaching him.

“There are public carriages this early in the morning?” Klein was puzzled as he went forward and waved for it to stop.

“Good morning, Sir.” The carriage driver stopped the horses skillfully.

The ticketing officer beside him had his hand to his mouth while yawning.

“To Zouteland Street.” Klein scooped out two pennies from his pocket and four halfpence.

“Four pence,” the ticketing officer replied without any hesitation.

After paying for the ride, Klein got onto the carriage and found it empty. It exuded a clear loneliness amid the dark night.

“You are the first one,” said the carriage driver with a smile.

horses widened their pace

a public carriage so early in the morning.” Klein sat near the carriage driver and made idle chatter to

in the morning to nine at night, but all I earn

breaks?” inquired

a week.” The carriage

we have lunch and an afternoon break. Near dinnertime, which is six in the evening, we

to fatigue, a carriage driver lost control of his carriage and it toppled. It resulted in us having

carriage drove towards Zouteland Street and picked up seven

not converse further. He closed his eyes and recalled the experiences

the sun was fully up, the carriage

left hand and briskly jumped

Street and arrived outside Blackthorn Security Company after going up the flight of

door was still closed and had yet to

waist and found the corresponding brass key and inserted it into the keyhole and twisted

saw the black-haired, green-eyed Leonard Mitchell sniffing

in a

Captain?” Klein asked instead of

pointed at the

of sleep in the day. I believe it’s a potion those factory owners or bankers would

quickly passed through the partition. He saw that Dunn Smith had opened the door to

the matter?” Dressed in his black windbreaker, he held a gold-inlaid cane with a

me. It should be the notebook. The

Smith’s expression did not have

stir had happened in him. This was

I didn’t notice it back then until I had a dream and received

it, I missed out on making huge contributions.” Leonard, who had walked

slightly as he instructed with a solemn expression, “Get Kenley to replace Old Neil’s

as he immediately informed Kenley and Frye who were in the Nighthawks’ entertainment room.

later, the two-wheeled carriage that came under the jurisdiction of the Nighthawks began driving down the sparse streets in the

vest. He stood in as the carriage driver, lashing

the carriage, Klein and Old Neil sat on one side. Facing them were Dunn Smith

long while or he had a severe blood deficiency. He looked to be in his thirties with black hair and

situation again in detail.” Dunn adjusted the collar

in his sleeve as he began from their mission commissioning until the dream. By the side, Old Neil

to be entwined with that Antigonus family’s notebook. I never expected you

hidden factions of mysterious powers at play from the preliminary investigations of Elliott’s kidnapping. It was solely a crime motivated by money. Otherwise, I would really suspect if someone had deliberately arranged for this to happen… Klein

It was too coincidental!

as he was in deep thought. Likewise, Corpse