Lord of the Mysteries

Half past seven in the evening, around the Moretti family’s dining table.

“Klein, why do you need to be at work so early as a consultant? Would emergency matters at the security company be more dangerous?” Benson forked a potato from a dish of potato-stewed beef as he raised the matter in concern.

Klein carefully spat out the bones from a pan-fried dish and gave his prepared answer.

“A batch of historical documents needed immediate shipping to Backlund. I had to be present to handle the handover and make sure there was nothing missing. As you can guess, the bunch of fist-swinging bastards don’t know any Feysac.”

Upon hearing his answer, Benson, who had finished chewing his food, could not help but sigh.

“Knowledge is truly important.”

Making use of this opportunity, Klein took out the remaining five-pound note and handed it to Benson.

“This is my additional payment I received today. It’s time you get some decent clothes too.”

“Five pounds?” Benson and Melissa said in unison.

Benson took the note and looked at it repeatedly. He said in both shock and doubt, “This security company sure is generous…”

His weekly salary was one pound ten soli, which meant six pounds exactly every four weeks. He only earned one additional pound from this additional payment!

And with that salary, he had managed to support his siblings, giving them a decent place to stay and allowing them to eat meat two to three times a week. Every year, they could get a few new clothes!

“Are you doubting me?” Klein deliberately returned with a question.

Benson chuckled. “I doubt you have the ability nor the guts to rob a bank.”

“You aren’t someone who can lie,” Melissa answered seriously after lowering her fork and knife.

I-I’m now someone used to lying… Klein immediately felt a little ashamed.

Although it was a result of the circumstances of his reality, his sister’s belief in him left him melancholic.

“It was relatively urgent and important today. I also played a crucial role… which is the reason for the five pounds,” Klein explained.

In a way, what he said was the truth.

As for the five pounds that he would be reimbursed with—the one he would use to join the Divination Club—he planned on concealing it. Firstly, if he brought five pounds home again, he would truly scare his siblings, making them suspect he was doing something illegal. Secondly, he had to save to buy additional materials to practice being a Seer and to grasp more mysticism knowledge.

Benson bit off a mouthful of wheat bread in satisfaction and thought for more than ten seconds.

“The work I’m at doesn’t need any decent clothes. Well, to be precise, the clothes at home are sufficient.”

“With this additional income, we would truly have savings. I plan on buying a few books on accountancy and studying. Klein, Melissa, I do not wish that

to steer the conversation. “Why don’t you read some of the grammar books in my room? To be truly dignified and

appear in Loen Kingdom. Preparing ahead of time

eyes lit up when he

Here, let’s toast to a

not drink rye beer. Instead, he poured clear oyster soup into three cups and clinked his cup with his

soup, he looked at his sister who was wrestling with the pan-fried fish.

up and shook her

think

it up.” Klein

Melissa nodded in

seek the best fabrics and the newest designs, it would not be too expensive. We

added, “Melissa, are you planning on wearing the old dress again to Selena’s sixteenth birthday

Melissa’s classmate and good friend. She came from quite a good family background. Her elder brother was a practicing

invitation to friends where they chatted and

head and mumbled a response. Then, she

short silence, she suddenly recalled something and looked

got her maidservant to send a calling card over. She wishes to make a formal visit on Sunday, at four in the afternoon tomorrow. She

Shaud?” Klein looked at his siblings,

of the table with his fingers and appeared

from 4 Daffodil Street? I met her husband before. He’s

Perhaps he knows Selena’s brother,” said Melissa with

at 2 Daffodil Street…

to be at the company on

he was young, as well as the neighbors in the apartment from Iron Cross Street.

neighbors get to

middle-aged women. They placed families with an annual income of a hundred to a thousand pounds as middle-class. They promoted it as the framework of

magazines impart many simplified ceremonies which the aristocrats practice in their interactions. As such, it becomes a target of the middle-class. Thus, this results in the differences between intimate calls,

he spoke, he shook

ladies who view themselves in this class will be very particular about details. They will visit their neighbors and friends from two to six in the afternoon. It’s

and

to six in the afternoon a morning

fork and knife, threw his

read the magazines my female colleague brought. Yeah, perhaps it’s because they

Mass or gatherings. Later, it was considered as formal attire for the day, different from the formal attire

Mrs. Smyrin. We must not ill-treat our neighbors.” Klein chuckled as he dipped his remaining bread into the meat sauces, grabbed some

…

was a Sunday

put down the newspapers, and wore his halved top hat. Picking up his silver-inlaid black cane,

the break room after finishing

a corner, he met a Nighthawk member,