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.

cards in front of him into the middle of the table, then he

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

at him suspiciously. “Haven’t

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

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 hour. I’ll

pay you.” Klein touched the bills in

pound this time.” Kaspars acted like he

said as the corners of

drinking the rich malt-scented Southville beer and enjoying

the

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

Holy Lord of Storms,

a positive

began sipping, and he took

previous time, and it was the same house without any light. Klein put on the iron mask that only covered half of his face, and he

from last time. The knocking changes all the time… Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw the small plank of the door open and a pair of

put on the hooded robe and hid

a candle flickering in the dim

he no longer felt suppressed or tensed; instead, he leisurely looked

that blew across the back of his neck made him certain that Miss Bodyguard had followed him in without anyone

in this gathering. There might not even be a

in on the conversation for a while, he saw the round-faced Apothecary change his posture as if he wanted to

Apothecary who had half his chubby face exposed quickly raised his hand and said, “Black Snake has apparently died

beasts are

Snake died? Klein was

the man who had sold him the remains of a Listener, allowing him to “successfully” create the Language of

all; yet, he actually died performing the simple mission of

corpse, he had

time he led Ian there, parts of

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,

hands and said, “So, what should

a frozen

thought for a moment and said, “If I were you, I would give up on the rest of the

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

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

that Black Snake was an Aurora Order

rather believe that this was the

Apothecary nodded slightly, seemingly having

“If I were you, I would even anonymously

gathering members

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