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.

did you find it?” Ian asked, half-surprised and half-curious, as

“Skillful training which includes many techniques in reasoning, investigation, tracking,

him into the sewers.

You seem to have received

He held the already lit lantern and led Ian to the fork in the path where they arrived at the

More of Zreal’s body was missing now when compared to the previous night. He was missing an arm

do… Klein muttered to himself

light, Ian was able to clearly see the

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

up, and he calmed

twenty seconds later, he weakly whispered,

slowly and examined the mutilated corpse

confirm that

replied out of politeness. “I suggest you

nodded indiscernibly as he

moment, Klein

for what should be

silent for a

owe you three matters. You

think of one at the moment,” Klein answered frankly. “I want to

Bravehearts Bar at Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge district. Find

talk about the other two matters in the future. I

look but didn’t

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

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

three minutes, he saw Ian return silently

his gaze in a timely manner, leaned

sound of the manhole

his head out, Klein discovered

Indeed, this matter goes deeper than

for real and

…

was in his home situated

the four people inside

two of you deserve.” Dressed in a pale yellow lace dress,

for the envelope faster than her mouth. Feeling the weight of the money,

the thin string around the envelope and saw

uniform gray paper money with black stripes. The stack was thick and exuded

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

thickness, Xio tried to figure out how many notes there

exchange looks with Fors and saw the surprise in

was obviously a lot more than they had

said, “A total of eight hundred pounds. Decide how you will split the

that this matter had placed you

Even if we had to do it again and knew of the possible consequences, I would still accept the request… Even if it’s divided evenly, with my savings, it’s enough to buy the potion formula for Sheriff… Xio,

beautiful Miss Audrey wouldn’t pay them any less, but what if she had