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 lift the

beneath him and answered casually, “Skillful training which includes many techniques in reasoning,

sewers. He nodded

You seem to have received

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

now when

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

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

took out the Quelaag’s Oil he prepared, unscrewed the cap, and bent over to

lit up, and he

seconds later, he weakly whispered,

slowly and examined the mutilated corpse

confirm that this

of politeness. “I

as he

that moment, Klein clapped

my mission. As for what

fell silent for a

you three matters. You can

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

spoke, almost without thinking, “Go to Bravehearts Bar at Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge district. Find Kaspars Kalinin. Tell him

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

gave him a look but didn’t

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

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

he saw Ian return silently as

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

of the manhole cover being removed

poking his head out, Klein discovered that Ian had re-entered the

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

satisfied his curiosity, Klein decided to leave for real and planned to seek out Kaspars, two days

…

Glaint was in his home situated in Empress

shut, separating the four

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

the weight of the money, she could only say sincerely, “Miss Audrey, thank you

she untied the thin string around the envelope and saw

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

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

least… Observing the thickness, Xio tried

exchange looks with Fors and saw

obviously a lot more than they had

and said, “A total of eight hundred pounds. Decide

that this matter had

Even if it’s divided evenly, with my savings, it’s enough to buy

beautiful Miss Audrey wouldn’t pay them any less, but