Lord of the Mysteries

Klein backed up from the fork in the path, without touching Zreal’s corpse.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Suddenly, a sound echoed in the distance through the empty sewers.

Klein listened for a few seconds before decisively retreating towards the exit, down the dirty concrete road that ran along both sides of the sewage channel.

There was no need to take risks in matters that didn’t involve him.

Klein closed the iron manhole cover after he climbed out of the sewers. After ensuring that the surrounding area looked normal, he returned to his rented room in the East Borough and changed out of his disguise.

Then, he put on his gold-rimmed glasses, walked to another street, took a rented carriage, and returned to Cherwood Borough in the silence and cold of three in the morning. However, he didn’t return to Minsk Street.

Then, Klein made another huge detour, and only after confirming that no one was following him, did he enter his house. He slept till dawn and was woken up by the doorbell.

He sat up immediately, put on his shirt, buttoned his vest, and hurried down to the first floor to open the door.

And even before that, his premonition ability as a Clown was already capable of naturally forming the image of the visitor in his mind.

The visitor was wearing an old coat, a brown round hat, and a tattered satchel. He had bright red eyes, a delicate face, and a quiet temperament. It was none other than Ian, the teenage boy who had come to entrust him with a job yesterday.

“Good morning, Detective Moriarty,” Ian greeted him and looked around. “Any progress? Yeah… I’m only asking because I happened to pass by.”

Klein nodded seriously and said, “Yes.”

“…” Ian seemed shocked as he didn’t say a word for quite a while.

After a while, he stammered in surprise, “Have you determined Mr. Zreal’s condition?”

“Yes.” Klein paused for a moment, then said seriously, “I found Zreal’s corpse.”

“Corpse…” Ian’s pupils shrank as he repeated it in a low tone.

He wasn’t too surprised, as if he had already expected the worst possible outcome.

Klein watched silently without interjecting.

“Sigh…” Ian exhaled and warily surveyed his surroundings. “Your efficiency is amazing. Can you take me to see Mr. Zreal’s body?”

“No problem. In fact, that’s what I was planning to do.” Klein then thought for a moment before saying, “I hope you won’t mention me when you call the police. Just say that you found the corpse yourself. I believe you know how to make up a reason.”

Ian wasn’t surprised; he knew that not every detective liked to deal with the police. In fact, except for the very famous detectives, who often gave advice to the police with mutual cooperation, the rest were discriminated against, ostracized, and even extorted from.

This was the current situation of the Loen Kingdom.

“Alright,” Ian readily agreed.

Considering that they were entering the sewers, Klein changed into a set of clothes worn by the common working class, put on a deer-hunting cap, and took a lantern with him.

Both of them took the public carriage to the East Borough. They walked for half an hour to reach the remote sewer entrance under the watchful gazes filled with numbness and malicious intent.

it?” Ian asked, half-surprised and half-curious, as he watched Klein lift

focused on the area beneath him and answered casually, “Skillful training

into the sewers. He nodded

You seem to have received very professional

didn’t answer him directly. He held the already lit lantern and led Ian to the fork in the path where they arrived

missing now when

rat can do… Klein muttered to himself and didn’t inform Ian of

the lantern’s light, Ian was able

suddenly, vomited, and gradually vomited yellow-green bile. Klein took out the Quelaag’s Oil he prepared, unscrewed the cap, and

lit up,

twenty seconds later, he weakly

and examined the mutilated

that this is Detective

Klein replied out of politeness. “I suggest you

as he followed Klein back

Klein

As for what should

fell silent for a

still owe you three matters. You can tell me

can only think of one at the moment,” Klein answered frankly. “I want to know where I can get a gun and

Bravehearts Bar at Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge

let’s talk about the other two matters in the future. I have a feeling that we’ll meet again.” Klein deliberately

gave him a look but didn’t

down different streets in the East Borough. The secluded spot, once again, regained

retraced his steps. He

minutes, he saw Ian return silently as he looked around

timely manner,

sound of the manhole cover being

Klein discovered that Ian had re-entered

clue or something on Zreal’s body? Indeed, this matter goes deeper than it seems… He nodded

to leave for real and planned to seek

…

time, Viscount Glaint was in his home situated in

door to the study was tightly shut, separating the four people inside from the participating guests in the salon

Dressed in a pale yellow lace dress, Audrey pushed a bulging

wanted to say something polite, but her hand had reached for the envelope faster than her mouth. Feeling the weight of the money, she could only say sincerely, “Miss Audrey, thank you for your generosity. Your honesty makes you look even more

string around the envelope and saw the bills

was thick and

and checked its face value. Beside her, Fors, who appeared lazy and unbothered by money, had

the thickness, Xio tried to figure out how many notes there

Fors and saw the

was obviously a lot more than they had

smiled faintly and said, “A total of eight hundred pounds. Decide how you will

very sorry that this matter had

it’s enough to buy the

the generous and beautiful Miss Audrey wouldn’t pay them any