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.

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

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

looked at him suspiciously. “Haven’t you struck a deal

heh heh, you know… I’ve become very interested in it.” Klein was telling

The organizer is the same person as last time, but you’ll have to wait for more than half an hour. I’ll inform them first. You showed your reputation last time,

Klein

pay 1 pound this time.” Kaspars acted like

the corners of his lips curled

down, drinking the rich malt-scented

take them down at the same time…” Klein quickly

returned to the bar, looked

Holy Lord of Storms, I hope you haven’t forgotten that

a positive

he began sipping, and he took half an hour to finish the 500

path they took as the previous time, and it was the same house without any light. Klein put on the iron mask that only

time… Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw the small plank of the door open and a pair of eyes peer

indistinguishable process like before, he put on the hooded robe and hid his entire face in the

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

longer felt suppressed or tensed; instead, he

across the back of his neck made him certain

this gathering. There might not even be a Sequence

a while, he saw the round-faced Apothecary change

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

are

was surprised to

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

wasn’t low at all; yet, he actually died performing the simple mission of clearing the beasts

had

led Ian there, parts of Zreal’s

quite far from the Backlund Bridge area, and I wonder if there’s a connection… Klein had no impulse to

room, attracting the murmurs of many. A sense of fear spread through them,

and said, “So, what should I

disappeared, and a frozen silence

said, “If I were you, I would give up on the rest of the herbs and never

hide in the

voice, “Black Snake likely has an organization backing him. His death definitely would’ve caused an investigation. I believe you don’t want to interact with them,

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

believe that this was the case

nodded slightly, seemingly having made up his

I were you, I would even anonymously report

gathering members

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