Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 215
“Did you see a teenage boy? He’s wearing an old coat!” One of the men who dashed into the carriage asked the conductor fiercely.
Klein glanced at the man through the corner of his eyes. He was thin and hardy; his skin a dark shade from prolonged exposure to the sun. His eyes were much more recessed than the typical Loen Kingdom citizen.
A highlander? Or a mixed blood? He nodded thoughtfully.
In the middle of the Northern Continent, the point where the Hornacis mountain range began, there was a highland which was extremely hot and dry. Most of it belonged under the Feynapotter Kingdom, while the area west belonged to the Intis Republic. The area to the east belonged to the Loen Kingdom. Its natives were thin and barbarians, but they were brave and skillful in warfare. A long time ago, they posed as one of the biggest problems for the three nations. But with the advancement of gunpowder, and the changes in the way war was carried out, these highlanders eventually recognized reality and submitted.
A large number of them left the highlands and entered Backlund, Trier, Feynapotter City, and the various flourishing cities or ports in the Northern Continent. Some were workers, while others became grunts of the local triads. They dared to kill and showed no fear of thorny situations.
The conductor was a man in his twenties. He shrank back when he heard that as he pointed in the direction of the third-class carriage.
“I saw him… He went that way.”
The leader, wearing a black coat and half top hat, nodded indiscernibly. He led his men and rushed to the third-class carriage and showed no concern towards the surrounding passengers.
If I were that boy, I would’ve already alighted from the third-class carriage… As Klein read his newspaper, he began letting his thoughts stray.
About a minute later, the train whistled as the carriage doors closed.
Chug! Chug! The steam metro began speeding up as it cruised along. But at that moment, Klein suddenly sensed something as he looked up to see the door leading to the other second-class carriages.
The teenage boy walked slowly into the carriage wearing his old coat and round top hat while carrying a ragged haversack.
He looked adolescent and had refined facial features. His red eyes were staid and solemn.
… Impressive. He alighted from the third-class carriage and circled around to enter from the first-class carriage again? Was he afraid that his pursuers had partners waiting inside the metro station? Klein was slightly surprised. He felt that the boy’s handling of the situation was rather mature and careful. He was much better than most people in their twenties.
He clicked this left molar lightly and secretly activated his Spirit Vision. He scanned the boy and saw that he was in a state of fatigue. His emotions were tense and he was dispirited. However, he still maintained a blueness that represented calm thinking.
Impressive… at his age… Klein mumbled silently as he lowered his head and continued reading his papers.
The boy didn’t notice that he had been scrutinized by a Beyonder as he headed for the third-class carriage once again.
The rest of the journey happened stably and calmly. Klein arrived twenty minutes later at one of the three train stations in Cherwood Borough.
He took a rented carriage for nearly ten minutes before finding Minsk Street. According to the descriptions in the papers, he came to Unit 17 which was next to Unit 15 and pulled the doorbell.
Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
As sounds reverberated inside the house, a mechanical bird that didn’t look too fancy popped out from above the door. It was about the size of a palm and was made up of gears and other parts. It constantly nodded its head and let out the sound of a cuckoo bird.
Not a bad toy. It’s just not very well-crafted… Klein made an objective assessment.
twenty seconds later, the dark door was pulled open. A young maidservant dressed in white and black looked warily at Klein and
and waved his cane which was now wrapped with the
find Mrs. Sammer about renting a house. I’m guessing it hasn’t been rented
full name on the newspaper was
wait a moment.” The
ushered him in. She then helped him place his cane and luggage in the foyer and
inundated him, dispersing the chill Klein had brought in. He scanned the area and first saw a uniquely designed fireplace. He saw
equivalent to the entire Moretti’s first floor in area. Certain areas were decorated with carpets
her mistress in a pale
thirties. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked rather pretty and had preserved her youthfulness well. She held a silver-inlaid feathered royal fan in her
home, and the fireplace made for a warm environment, she
there, Mrs. Sammer.” Klein pressed one
Sammer smiled in a reserved
a seat. Do
on the sofa and answered
turned her eyes to Klein and asked,
Sherlock.” Klein had long thought of
he caught a whiff of a fragrance from the kitchen and saw
he’s a machinery enthusiast. He’s also a member of the Kingdom’s Soot Reduction Association.” Mrs. Sammer noticed Klein’s gaze and explained
date with your husband… Klein lampooned as he said without his smile waning, “Mrs. Sammer, I wish to
things. Unit 15 doesn’t have such pipes, reclining chairs, card tables, mahogany kitchen cabinets, fine porcelain, silver cutlery,
the things in her house as she introduced them, one after another. After she
have a plantation at Balam. However, I don’t agree with their choice. This is just too unfair for my niece and nephew. There are no good grammar schools there; not even a good
like to know… Klein nodded sincerely and said, “Apart from the weather, there’s no place in the Southern Continent that
greatly as her
years lease. I wish for you to pay a year’s rent at once. 18 soli a
shook his head and
tell that I just arrived in Backlund. I don’t know what will happen to me in time. To pay 50 pounds for a deposit will lower my ability to
would use it to change his clothes, undergo disguises, and shirk off any
nodded slightly and asked, “Have you studied
and said, “Yes,
you have any identification with
Heh, heh, I forgot to introduce myself.
“forgot,” it reminded him of Captain Dunn Smith. The
a cup of black tea over. The cup was porcelain-white with classic flowery patterns. Some
sourness and sweetness were perfect, and it was clearly much better than
complimented with
“Then, let’s do half a year’s rent.
a few minutes of idle chatter with her until another maidservant found a service contract
parties signed the contract, Klein counted 25 pounds while feeling the pinch
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