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.

Ian asked, half-surprised and half-curious, as he watched

the area beneath him and answered casually, “Skillful training which includes many

followed him into the sewers. He nodded without looking

have received very professional

didn’t answer him directly. He held the already lit lantern and led Ian

he approached. More of Zreal’s body was missing now when compared to the

muttered to himself and didn’t inform

the help of the lantern’s light, Ian was able to clearly see the

took out the Quelaag’s Oil he prepared,

up, and he

he weakly

examined the mutilated corpse a

can confirm that this is

condolences,” Klein replied out of politeness.

Ian nodded indiscernibly as he

that moment, Klein clapped his

mission. As for what should be done after this, that is up to

for a

owe you three matters.

one at the moment,” Klein answered frankly. “I want to know where I can get a gun and bullets, without needing a full

spoke, almost without thinking, “Go to Bravehearts Bar at Iron Gate Street in

future. I have a feeling that we’ll meet again.” Klein

him a look but didn’t

split up and headed down different streets in the East Borough. The secluded spot, once again, regained its

steps. He then hid himself

minutes, he saw Ian return silently as he looked

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

of the manhole cover

discovered that Ian had re-entered

a clue or something on Zreal’s body? Indeed,

real and planned

…

in his home

tightly shut, separating the four people inside from the participating guests in the salon

the reward the two of you deserve.” Dressed in a pale yellow lace dress, Audrey pushed a bulging envelope across the desk to the

mouth. Feeling the weight of the money,

the thin string around the envelope and saw

money with black stripes. The stack was thick and exuded a special

checked its face value. Beside her, Fors, who

Observing the thickness, Xio tried to figure out how

Fors and saw the surprise in each other’s

was obviously a lot more

eight hundred pounds. Decide how you will split the money between the two

very sorry that this matter had placed you in

divided evenly, with my savings, it’s enough to buy the potion formula for Sheriff… Xio, who was slightly

pay them any less, but what if she had made a