Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 119
Tingen City, 2 Daffodil Street.
Klein, who had left a note, locked the door and walked briskly towards Leonard Mitchell who was waiting by the side of the road.
Leonard’s short black hair had grown a little over the month, and the lack of any grooming made it look messy.
Despite that, his messy hair still complimented his decent looks, emerald-colored eyes, and poetic vibes. It exuded a different sense of beauty.
Indeed, any hairstyle depends on the face… Klein lampooned inwardly. He pointed in the direction of Iron Cross Street and asked, “Is Frye waiting for us there?”
“Yes.” Leonard smoothed his untucked shirt and said casually, “Did you notice any clues when you were looking at the documents?”
Klein held his cane in his left hand as he walked along the side of the road and said, “No, I cannot find anything common in their times, locations, or causes of death. You should know that any rituals involving evil gods or devils must be conducted within a certain time frame or using a special method.”
Leonard touched the custom-made revolver hidden underneath his shirt, by his waist and chuckled.
“That isn’t an absolute rule. In my experience, some evil gods or devils are easily satisfied, as long as they have a particular interest in what is being asked of them.
“Also, a good number of the deaths seem normal. We have to omit them before we can arrive at the real answer.”
Klein glanced at him and said, “That’s why the Captain asked us to investigate once more. To eliminate the normal incidents.”
“Leonard, your tone and description tell me that you have considerable experience in this area, but you have only been a member of the Nighthawks for four years, with an average of two supernatural incidents a month. Furthermore, a large number of those were simple and easy to solve.”
He always felt that Leonard Mitchell was a little weird and mysterious. Not only was he always suspicious of him, believing that there was something about him. In addition, his demeanor also changed from time to time, sometimes quiet, sometimes arrogant, sometimes flippant, sometimes staid.
“Could it be that you’ve also had a fortuitous encounter? An encounter that makes you view yourself as a star in a play?” Klein made a rough deduction based on all the movies, novels, and dramas he had watched in the past.
Upon hearing this question, Leonard laughed and said, “That’s because you’re not a full-fledged Nighthawk yet. You’re still in the training phase.
“The Holy Cathedral compiles a record of all supernatural encounters experienced by cathedrals of the different dioceses and hands it down to its members once every six months.
“Aside from your mysticism lessons, you can submit an application to the Captain and request to enter Chanis Gate to read these records.”
Klein nodded in enlightenment.
“The Captain has never mentioned this to me.”
Klein hadn’t had the opportunity to enter Chanis Gate up to this point.
Captain’s
meaningfully, “We must be cautious of the Captain if there ever
mean a loss of control? Klein nodded, his expression serious. He then asked, “Is the forgetfulness unique to the Captain? I had
usually leads to
person to differentiate between what is real and what isn’t. They need to remember what isn’t part of reality…” Leonard wanted to elaborate further, but they had already arrived at Iron Cross
his hand. He was so pale that it made Klein suspect if he would soon collapse
and walked past the Smyrin Bakery
fish, ginger beer, and fruits were shouting hysterically for attention,
already a little past five. People were returning to Iron Cross Street, and the sides of the streets were becoming crowded. Some children were mixed in the crowd, coldly watching everything, placing their attention on the pockets of
with the streets, especially since he had lived
need
on his shirt and adjusted the holster of his
shifted away. The pedestrians around them instinctively
with large steps. He lowered his head, trying hard to avoid being
and Melissa still had dealings with the neighbors here. After all, they hadn’t moved
had many peddlers and turned into the true Lower Street of
strangers wearing bright and beautiful clothes; yet, there was also greed in their eyes, like vultures eyeing a meal, waiting to strike at any time. But Leonard’s revolver prevented
a lady who glued matchboxes together for
in shabby clothes quickly hid by
legs, thin as matchsticks.” Leonard sighed. He
nostrils. He could faintly detect the stench of urine, sweat, and mold, as
his nose. He then saw Bitsch Mountbatten who had been waiting there for
brownish-yellow mustache and was envious of Leonard’s rank of
already asked Lauwis to wait in her room,”
up to the three officers in front of him
with glue and hard paper on the right side. The corner of the
stove, toilet, and a small amount of coal and timber occupied the two sides of the door, while the center of the room was occupied by two dirty mattresses. A man was sleeping under a
lay on the lower level of the bunk bed, her skin ice cold. It was
man in his thirties. He had oily
are here to examine the body and ask you questions,” Bitsch
and asked in surprise, “Didn’t
dressed in a grayish-blue worker’s uniform which had visible signs of
then turned to Leonard, Klein, and Frye. “Officers, this is Lauwis. The person on the bed is his wife, who is also the deceased. According to our preliminary analysis, she died
and the rest tiptoed to
say anything with his cold demeanor. Instead, he patted Lauwis gently, signaling for the man
sleeping man and asked, “This
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