Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 255

Huddled in the cupboard, Klein secretly activated his Spirit Vision and saw two interfering auras enter.

“Erica, I brought you a present,” A deep voice sounded as the door closed.

As expected, he’s a gentleman of the Loen Kingdom. Even in an affair, he seems a little old-fashioned. If it was a man from Intis, he would definitely be shouting “sweetheart,””baby,””angel,” and the like… Klein couldn’t help but lampoon.

Of course, this was based on the stereotypes from newspapers, magazines, and novels.

Erica Taylor asked in surprise, “Let me guess… Is it Fassman Eye Cream, Face Cream, or Essence? Or Leshini’s?”

What the heck are all those… Klein was stunned by what he heard.

It was clear that Doragu Gale wasn’t able to react in time either. It took him about eight seconds before he said, “… No, stockings.”

In this world, since oil hasn’t been discovered, there were no corresponding cheap chemical products; therefore, silk stockings were considered high-class items.

“Not bad, let me take a look.” Erica’s joy didn’t diminish.

“I bought them yesterday at Phillip’s. One pair for thirty soli, a total of five pairs,” Doragu said in a flaunting tone.

“How expensive.”

That’s expensive!

Erica and Klein both said the same thing, one exclaiming, the other secretly sighing.

Benson has worked for so many years, earning only 1 pound 10 soli a week, which is 30 soli. That’s just equivalent to a pair of stockings, and with that salary, he was able to provide his brother and sister with an education, feed them fairly well, and even provided them with a place to sleep… An average worker with a bit of skill would only be paid around 20 soli a week… Klein’s clicked his tongue.

“No, it’s not expensive. Silk stockings are worth that much. I even gave an extra tip of five soli.” As he spoke, the color of his aura turned more vivid, and Klein guessed that he had taken off his coat.

“Then I’ll give it a try,” Erica Taylor softly said in a suggestive manner.

I feel like I’m watching a porno again… And it’s even a live broadcast… Besides, Miss Bodyguard is also here… The corner of Klein’s mouth twitched as he watched red colors flowing across red colors, signifying the passion between the two was igniting like fire.

The purple color is almost red and isn’t stopping… Red wrapped around green, orange… While listening to the wheezing and the low laughter, Klein judged the movements and positions of the couple outside by the change in the color of their auras.

enough, Klein silently pushed open the cupboard

entangled, their clothes half undone, their

the passionate couple,

Klein finally captured the most appropriate frame and pressed the shutter

wasn’t distinct, and the intense flash and other abnormalities were limited

in his photography skills, Klein added a few more shots, intending to have options

on handing his employer a single picture because too many photos would make the lawyer suspect why the couple

piece of underwear landed lightly on the floor, and the sound of breathing intensified as Klein grabbed his

until he reached the lounge’s door. Then, he quietly pulled it open and

of relief, Klein politely closed the door in silence, pressed

ado, he

connections or contacts, I wouldn’t have been able to join this — even with a hundred pounds… This mission isn’t bad at all.

that moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the camera

dress slowly came out and floated

her to watch some porno, Klein

plan on heading to the cafeteria to eat something. Do you want

could

guest, Klein’s plan was to go out for a while and

“I

her back to Klein and floated toward the mirror, disappearing

thought curiously, putting

he went to the bathroom and relieved

hands and wiping his face, Klein looked into the

quite a stubble. His hair was parted to the sides in a three-to-seven ratio, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hung on his face. He looked refined and scholarly, with a

afraid of anything when I advance to Sequence 6 Faceless…Klein took out his golden pocket

after nine, so breakfast was still served. Klein chose a double-sided, half-cooked fried egg, a loaf of white bread, a cake of butter, a Desi pie, a serving of bacon, and a cup of Marquis Black Tea with a piece

face. It was the surgeon who had recommended him to the club, Aaron

the corner, having finished his breakfast and was sipping his coffee as he leafed

walked over

over his nose and said, “Just call me

have to call me Sherlock.” Klein sat down. “Any news today? I came out in such a hurry that I haven’t read the

declared responsibility for it. Sigh, this world is becoming more and more chaotic. Sooner or later, there will be an all-out war

war has never stopped, Sir; it’s just that we’ve been able to enjoy peace,” Klein finished his fried egg and replied with a smile. “What

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