Lord of the Mysteries

Klein nodded and said, “Alright, but I still don’t know what my mission is.”

“Nothing dangerous. I haven’t seen any signs of danger at the very least,” Dunn emphasized. “This is a case which was referred to us by Golden Indus’s police department. The famous philanthropist Sir Deweyville has been experiencing unusual harassment over the past month. Be it his bodyguards, the security guards he has employed, or the police, none of them have been able to find the culprit. Inspector Tolle, who is in charge of this case, suspects that it involves Beyonder powers and, thus, handed the case over to us.”

I saw Sir Deweyville at the library the other day and noticed that he was feeling down and lethargic. So it was a result of being harassed… Klein knitted his brows and asked, “What kind of harassment is it?”

There hasn’t been any physical harm inflicted yet; thus, the harassment wouldn’t be considered dangerous.

“Sir Deweyville hears moans and cries every night, no matter where he is, be it Tingen or not. This has affected his sleep quality negatively.” Dunn flipped the notes in his hands. “He has seen a psychiatrist and has asked his butlers and servants to confirm that it was not an illusion. Having confirmed that it isn’t a hallucination, thus, it is suspected that someone is harassing him.”

Closing the file, Dunn looked up at Klein.

“Change into your probationary inspector uniform in the break room, then meet Inspector Tolle who is in charge of this case at the Shooting Club. He’ll provide you with more details.”

“Probationary inspector uniform?” Klein asked instinctively.

Dunn rubbed his forehead and smiled.

“Half of our salary comes from the police department, and the title of probationary inspector doesn’t merely belong in the records. When you met Leonard and I for the first time, we were also wearing uniforms. This is a perk held by fully official members. Yes, the ‘Perks’ as Emperor Roselle would call it.”

Unfortunately, I can’t wear it as a casual outfit. Otherwise, I’d be able to have another spare outfit when my clothes are being washed… Klein picked up his cane and bade farewell before leaving the captain’s office.

He headed toward the break room and saw a black and white checkered uniform, complete with leather boots, placed on the table. The uniform’s peak cap was embroidered with the logo of the police department—two crossed swords and a crown. Located on the shoulder was a black and white epaulet with a shimmering silver star.

“This is a probationary inspector uniform?” Klein glanced at the uniform and noticed a string of numbers under the silver stars: 06-254.

He had some understanding of the police rank structure in the Loen Kingdom. He knew that those at the top were the minister and the chief secretary of the police force. Under them were the respective commissioners, deputy commissioners, assistant commissioners of the various police departments. Those in the middle were superintendents and inspectors, while those at the very bottom were the sergeants and constables.

After closing the door, Klein took off his suit and hat before changing into the uniform.

He hung his suit up and left the room. He made his way into the clerk’s office and looked at himself using the full-body mirror that Rozanne brought to him.

The young man in the mirror had black hair with gentle brown eyes. The uniform on his body accentuated him with a heroic spirit.

“Not bad.” Klein praised himself narcissistically. He left his cane in the office and left the Blackthorn Security Company.

Inside his pockets were a full set of equipment, ranging from weapons to his police badge.

…

At the hall of the Shooting Club.

Klein met Inspector Tolle immediately since he was the only one in a police uniform.

Of course, there’s me too… Klein thought.

Inspector Tolle’s uniform. His clothes were propped up by his stomach and he had

Klein and welcomed him with a

right person,” Klein replied amicably, then following his memories, he raised his right arm, kept

Tolle chuckled.

get along with. That’s

Klein, the tone in his query was obviously

moment before he said, “You can fill me in

beard and guided Klein out of the Shooting Club. They boarded a carriage which was stopped

police emblem on

Deweyville is a believer of the Goddess, so we referred the

The fine knight is a common figure on the

As he flipped through them, he explained, “Regardless, even if you are aware of it, I need to provide you with the detailed

his career beginning with a lead and porcelain factory. It has now expanded to steel, coal, shipping, banking, and bonds. He is also a great philanthropist that has been praised by the king, having set up the Deweyville Charity Foundation, the Deweyville Trust, and the Deweyville Library… He was also

suspected that the harassment might be related to this, but we have no clues to this

“We can’t rule out that possibility, but there’s nothing

night when he sleeps, akin to a patient’s fight for his life. He has checked the surrounding rooms multiple

Deweyville believed that this matter would pass quickly and didn’t pay too much attention to it. But the moans became more and more frequent, to the point of occasionally happening

villages. But it was to no avail. The moans and cries persisted. Similarly, the phenomenon persisted even in Backlund, just that it wasn’t

they didn’t find any clues.

time again but was unable to have his problems resolved. He told us that if this problem was not solved within a month, he would leave Tingen and head to

listening to Tolle’s explanation, Klein quickly analyzed and came up with

Beyonder and is suffering

a curse, the butlers and servants in his house wouldn’t hear the

motives hidden among

the problem stems from the point that there has been no requests

came into contact

cannot be ruled

entered the Golden Indus borough while Klein was still deep in

two statues by the side of the hollowed metal gates, a magnificent fountain that showered a marble sculpture with

the knight’s house is only two stories high… The newspaper reported that Backlund is experimenting with building ten-story apartments…” Klein got off the

looked at Klein and

“Good morning, Sir!”

Klein nodded with a

Tolle smiled.

Gate, you can tell him if you

history and psychological expert from the police department,”

deserve such a title… Klein felt a little

to the two-story building behind

Klein caressed the revolver at

best bet against an

his revolver in a holster at his hip, making it easier to