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.

in front of him into the middle of the table, then he limped to the door and said to Klein, “You’d better have a

card room and coming to the corner, Klein said in a suppressed voice, “I want to know when the most recent gathering will be, just like the last

suspiciously. “Haven’t you

about hiring bodyguards. Regarding that, heh heh, you know… I’ve become very interested in it.” Klein was

“There will be a gathering tonight. The organizer is the same person as last time, but you’ll have to wait for more than half an

pay you.” Klein touched the bills in

1 pound this time.” Kaspars acted like

the corners of his lips

found a seat and sat down, drinking the rich

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

about ten minutes, Kaspars returned to the bar, looked

Holy Lord of Storms, I hope

a

and he took half

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

a moment, then saw the small plank of

on the hooded robe and hid his

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

suppressed

neck made him certain that Miss Bodyguard had

this gathering. There might not even be a Sequence

the conversation for a while, he saw the round-faced Apothecary change his posture

expected, the Apothecary who had half his chubby face exposed quickly raised his

are

was surprised to hear the

a Listener, allowing him to “successfully” create the Language of Foulness.

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

had heard thumping sounds deep

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

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

of

Apothecary clapped his hands and

disappeared, and a frozen

him, Klein thought for a moment and said, “If I were you,

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

hoarse 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

didn’t imply that Black Snake was an Aurora Order member, by

rather believe that this was the case rather than hope for

nodded slightly, seemingly having made up

would even anonymously report this matter to the

gathering

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