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.

and half-curious, as he watched

area beneath him and answered casually, “Skillful training which

him into the sewers. He nodded without

You seem to have received

He held the already lit lantern and led Ian to

Zreal’s body was missing now when compared to the previous night. He was

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

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

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

eyes lit up, and he

seconds later, he weakly whispered, “Thank

slowly and examined the mutilated corpse

confirm that this is Detective

politeness.

Ian nodded indiscernibly as he followed Klein back

Klein clapped

for what should be done

for a

you three matters. You can tell

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

in the Backlund Bridge district. Find Kaspars Kalinin. Tell him ‘Old Geezer’ introduced

two matters in the future. I have

a look but didn’t say

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

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

two or three minutes, he saw

gaze in a timely manner, leaned his back

sound of the manhole cover being removed and heard someone climbing

out, Klein discovered that Ian had re-entered the

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

satisfied his curiosity, Klein decided to leave for real and planned to seek

…

tea time, Viscount Glaint was in his home situated in Empress

separating the four people inside from the participating guests in the salon

a pale yellow lace dress, Audrey pushed a bulging envelope across the desk to the two

say something polite, but her hand had reached for the envelope faster than her mouth. Feeling the weight of the money, she could only

untied the thin string

with black stripes. The stack was thick and exuded a special smell of ink, one that left one feeling

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

at least… Observing the thickness, Xio tried to figure

help but exchange looks with Fors and saw the surprise in each

lot more

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

this matter had placed

it’s divided evenly, with my savings, it’s enough to buy the potion formula for Sheriff… Xio, who was slightly taller than 150cm, stared blankly at the notes in

the generous and beautiful Miss Audrey wouldn’t pay them any less, but what