Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 256

Before leaving the house, Klein tossed a coin to inquire if it was beneficial for him to visit the Bravehearts Bar that day.

After receiving a negative result, he looked around before whispering into the air, “Is someone monitoring me today?”

After a few seconds of silence, Miss Bodyguard’s ethereal voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

“No.”

Klein subconsciously looked back, but he failed to find Miss Bodyguard.

His attention quickly returned to the answer he received as he couldn’t help but let out a snicker in his heart.

MI9 isn’t even putting me on their suspect list at all!

After confirming that Rosago hadn’t sought me out, they completely put me aside.

Should I feel honored or insulted?

It’s true that a detective that busies himself looking for cats has no way of being associated with the assassination of an ambassador or getting rid of a Sequence 5 expert…

Furthermore, MI9 has been monitoring me for quite some time. My panic, my helplessness, and my struggle for self-preservation were laid out for them to see. It’s obvious that I can’t inflict any substantial harm to the ambassador…

With that in mind, Klein put on his half top hat, carried his black silver-inlaid cane, and walked out of 15 Minsk Street. He spent 2 soli for a rental carriage that brought him to Bravehearts Bar on Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge area.

He entered like a regular, walked past the cheering drunkards around the boxing ring, and rapped the countertop when he came to the bar counter.

“One glass of Southville beer.”

The bartender looked up at him and mumbled, “Kaspars is in Card Room 3.”

Klein smiled and pushed five one-penny copper coins to the man.

Then, carrying the wooden cup and sipping a white, smooth, frothy Southville beer, he walked around two of the rowdiest, liveliest stages that stank the most and knocked on the door of Card Room 3.

Kaspars was playing Texas poker with unlimited stakes. Stacks of cash were piled high in front of him, as well as yellow coins that piled up in a dazzling heap.

Noticing Klein’s gaze, the black-market arms dealer with the huge scar on his face twitched his big red nose and casually said, “I don’t like using chips as they don’t feel real to me. It’s still the texture of cash and the weight of the coins that leaves me intoxicated. It the same as f**king women!”

After finishing that sentence, Kaspars frowned slightly.

“What are you doing here again?”

Klein didn’t answer directly, but he gestured with his mouth to speak outside.

going to clean them up with this hand! Bullshit, I’m folding!” Kaspars tossed the two cards in front of him into the middle of

coming to the corner, Klein said in a suppressed voice, “I want to know when the most recent

“Haven’t you struck

about hiring bodyguards. Regarding that, heh heh, you know… I’ve

organizer is the same person as last time, but you’ll have to wait for

pay you.” Klein touched the bills in his

this

the corners of his lips curled

found a seat and sat down, drinking the rich

take them down at the same time…” Klein quickly

ten minutes, Kaspars returned to the bar, looked around, and said in a

Holy Lord

gave a positive

sipping, and he took

the same house without any light. Klein put on the iron mask that only covered half of his face, and he watched as Kaspars knocked on the

knocking changes all the time… Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw the small plank of the

indistinguishable process like before, he put on the hooded robe

same living room, with a candle flickering in the dim light.

before, he no longer felt suppressed or

the back of his neck made him certain that Miss Bodyguard had followed him

there are no Sequence 5 experts in this gathering. There might not even be a

saw the round-faced Apothecary change his posture as if he wanted to

raised his hand and said, “Black Snake has apparently died in

beasts are still

was surprised

sold him the remains of a Listener, allowing him to “successfully” create the Language of Foulness. It was suspected that he was from the Aurora

mission of clearing the beasts in the sewers… Klein frowned

Zreal’s corpse, he had heard thumping sounds

he led Ian there, parts of Zreal’s body

Borough, quite far from the Backlund Bridge area, and I wonder if

of Black Snake’s death quickly spread through the dark room, attracting the murmurs of many. A sense of fear spread through them,

hands and said, “So, what should

whispers suddenly disappeared, and a frozen silence filled the

without being afraid of offending him, Klein thought for a moment and said, “If I were you, I would give up on

beasts that hide in the depths of the sewers usually won’t come out,” the Apothecary

in a hoarse voice, “Black Snake likely has an organization backing him. His death definitely would’ve caused an investigation. I believe

Order member, by referring to the True Creator as a “great being”,

would rather believe that this was the case rather than

slightly, seemingly having made

would even anonymously

Many gathering members

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