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.

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 better have a good

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

“Haven’t you struck

heh, you know… I’ve become

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 inform them first. You showed your reputation last time, so

Klein touched the

just need to pay 1 pound this time.” Kaspars acted like he was

said as the corners of his lips

down, drinking the rich malt-scented Southville beer and enjoying the competition

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

the bar, looked around, and said in

Lord of Storms,

a

began sipping, and he took half an

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 watched as Kaspars knocked on

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

candle flickering in

suppressed or tensed; instead, he leisurely

cold wind that blew across the back of his neck made him certain that Miss Bodyguard had followed

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

saw the round-faced Apothecary change his posture as

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

are

died? Klein was

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

died performing the simple mission of clearing the beasts in

Zreal’s corpse, he had heard thumping sounds deep in

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

from the Backlund Bridge area, and I

quickly spread through the dark room, attracting the murmurs of many. A

and said,

whispers suddenly disappeared, and a frozen silence filled

said, “If I were you, I would give up on the rest of the herbs and

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

likely has an organization backing him. His death definitely

an Aurora Order member, by referring to the True Creator as

would rather believe that this was the case

nodded slightly, seemingly

I were you, I would even anonymously report this matter

gathering

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