Lord of the Mysteries

“No, we are not…” Klein didn’t have the chance to retort before Benson interrupted with a smile. “Although Elizabeth is indeed a little young and her family is much more outstanding than ours, I find the two of you quite suitable for each other. But you might have to wait a few more years. She is still studying at a public school and wants to enter university. Marriage should be something to consider only six to seven years later. Of course, you can get engaged sooner than that.”

… Can you guys not think that far ahead? Klein took in a deep breath.

“I do not fancy Elizabeth, or, well, more accurately, I do not fancy a girl who is younger than me by too much. I prefer girls who are more mature.”

Truthfully, I can accept anyone within a reasonable age gap, just not now… He added inwardly in exasperation.

“You like girls who are more mature?” Melissa knitted her brows. “Then you should quickly settle the issue regarding your marriage.”

Ah? Klein couldn’t understand his sister’s leap in logic. He asked in confusion, “Why?”

Melissa explained seriously, “You will be about 25 when you finish saving up for your marriage. Girls that are more mature than you will either be married or engaged when they reach that age. Do you want to chase after a widow?”

What the… Klein thought to himself in Mandarin as he wore a blank expression.

Benson smiled and refuted his sister, “Melissa, you don’t understand. In this day and age, it isn’t rare to see women in their thirties who isn’t married or engaged within the middle class. They are mostly followers of the Goddess, and all have the ability to provide for themselves. They would rather be single than stuck in a marriage that they are not satisfied with. Yes, that’s what I read from the ‘Family’ magazine.”

“Is that so?” Melissa was a sixteen-year-old girl after all. She didn’t have a great understanding concerning matters like this.

Upon seeing his siblings getting roused up from the conversation, Klein coughed and said, “What I meant by mature is their mental state. They don’t need to be older than me. Furthermore, the person that should be worried about their marriage is Benson.”

I’m sorry, Brother, I had no choice… he apologized in his heart.

“…” Melissa froze for a moment, then nodded heavily. “That’s right!”

Benson was just about to elaborate on the marital problems of the middle class when he suddenly shivered. He looked at his sister who was staring at him and said, “I am now at the cusp of a turning point in my life. I have to devote all my attention to studying. I will only be confident of chasing after my desired girl when I have found a job that I’m satisfied with and have a reasonable amount of savings. Only then will I be able to provide her with a good life.”

Klein and Melissa froze, then asked in unison, “You have a girl that you fancy?”

Benson, who had merely given a perfunctory reply, was shocked. He shook his head in a hurry.

“No! I was merely giving an example!”

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In a dark, gloomy house of Backlund, Hillston Borough.

A middle-aged man with graying hair sat silently on a rocking chair in front of an unlit fireplace with a dark colored pipe in his hand. He looked at the guest on the sofa.

Stanton, a private detective with notable fame. But he didn’t set up an office, merely hiring assistants to

black vest, brought the pipe to his lips and inhaled in an intoxicated manner before

consultation is one pound. If I were

They had found materials relating to Rear

Qilangos’s name

Derecha handed the folder containing the documents to Isengard’s assistant,

hope that you can find habits in the target’s actions using the material

she wasn’t tall, Xio Derecha had an air of

stared at her and received the docket from his assistant. He

reading page after page without missing a single

later, this gentleman slowly tapped

of Dust. In other words, he

The most logical thing he could do is to target the vagrants that have nowhere to go. Even the police have no records of the exact number

close to him. That isn’t consistent with your descriptions… If the target

A reasonable deduction would be that he wouldn’t be living somewhere too far away from the water.

…

for the target. He should be living somewhere close to the Backlund Bridge area. Perhaps somewhere close to both banks

…

the materials that

sense. Xio and Fors looked at each other and

out a bronze item from his vest

item while softly muttering to himself, “Qilangos has infiltrated

…

a particular basement of Pritz

Hanged Man Alger sat in a chair, looking coldly at

dressed like a sailor. His head was enveloped by a film of pale-blue

was scratching at the film on his face with both hands, but

no longer hold his breath and gave a signal

smiled, then nonchalantly clapped

dispersed, turning

breath and coughed violently. He coughed

to recover, Alger leaned back. He emulated

the reason why Qilangos

once boasted in front of us. He said that if this mission was a success,

been dreaming of obtaining? Alger knitted

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