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.

half-curious, as he watched Klein

focused on the area beneath him and answered casually, “Skillful training which includes many techniques in reasoning, investigation, tracking, and

into the sewers. He nodded without looking

seem to have

and led Ian to the fork in the path where they arrived at the

missing now when

Klein muttered

light, Ian was able to

Klein took out the Quelaag’s Oil he prepared, unscrewed

up,

he weakly whispered,

the mutilated corpse

that this

out of politeness. “I suggest

as he followed Klein

Klein clapped

As for what should be done

silent for a few

matters.

to know where I can get a gun and bullets,

Bar at Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge district.

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

him a look but

headed down different streets in the

suddenly turned around and retraced his steps. He then hid himself in a secluded corner, peeking at the entrance

minutes, he saw Ian return silently as he looked around

his gaze in a timely manner, leaned his back against the wall, and

of the manhole cover being removed

head out, Klein discovered

a clue or something on Zreal’s body? Indeed, this matter goes deeper

real

…

Glaint was in

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

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

reached for the envelope faster than her mouth. Feeling the weight of

she spoke, she untied the thin string around the envelope and

thick and exuded a special smell of ink, one that left one feeling

note out and checked its face value. Beside her, Fors, who appeared

is at least… Observing the thickness, Xio tried to figure out how many notes

but exchange looks with Fors and

was obviously a lot more than they

total of eight hundred pounds. Decide how

matter had

my savings, it’s enough to buy the potion formula for Sheriff… Xio, who was slightly taller than 150cm,

the generous and beautiful Miss Audrey wouldn’t pay them any less, but what if she had made a mistake