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.

clean them up with this hand! Bullshit, I’m folding!” Kaspars tossed the two cards in front of him into the middle of the table, then he limped to the door and said to Klein, “You’d

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

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

know… I’ve become very interested in it.” Klein was telling the

have to wait for more than half an hour. I’ll inform them first. You showed your reputation last time, so I don’t think there’ll be

problem, I’ll pay you.” Klein touched the bills in his

pay 1 pound this

the corners

drinking the rich malt-scented Southville

beat and take them down at the same time…” Klein quickly came to

the bar, looked around, and said in a low voice, “They

an hour. Holy Lord

a positive

took half an hour to

light. Klein put on the iron mask that only covered half of his face, and he watched as Kaspars

time… Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw the

before, he put on the hooded robe and hid his entire

with a candle flickering in the

before, he no longer felt suppressed or

neck made him certain

5 experts in this gathering.

on the conversation for a while, he saw the round-faced

chubby face exposed quickly raised his hand and said, “Black Snake has apparently died in the

beasts are still

died? Klein was surprised

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

simple mission of clearing the

he discovered Zreal’s corpse, he had heard

time he led Ian there, parts of Zreal’s body had been eaten

Carbon Street in the East Borough, quite far from the Backlund Bridge area, and I wonder if there’s a connection… Klein had no

through the dark room, attracting the murmurs of many. A sense

his hands and said, “So, what should I

a frozen silence filled the

said, “If I were you, I would give up

soon, and those beasts that hide in the depths of the sewers usually won’t come

organization backing him. His death definitely would’ve caused an investigation. I believe you don’t want to interact with

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

that this was the case rather than

The Apothecary nodded slightly, seemingly having

I were you, I would even anonymously

gathering members

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