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.

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

leaving the card room and coming to the corner, Klein said in a suppressed voice, “I want to know

at him suspiciously. “Haven’t you struck a

know… I’ve become very

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

I’ll pay you.” Klein touched the

pay 1 pound this time.” Kaspars acted like

worth it,” Klein said as the corners of his

a seat and sat down, drinking the rich malt-scented Southville beer and

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

ten minutes, Kaspars returned to the bar, looked

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

a positive

he began sipping, and he took

same path they took as the 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

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

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

flickering in the dim light. Klein randomly found

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

the back of his neck made him certain that Miss Bodyguard had followed him in

expected, there are no Sequence 5 experts in this gathering.

for a while, he saw the

expected, the Apothecary who had half his chubby face exposed quickly raised his hand and said, “Black Snake

beasts are

Snake died? Klein was surprised to hear the

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

died performing the simple mission of clearing the beasts in the sewers… Klein frowned suspiciously. He suddenly

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

Ian there, parts of Zreal’s body had been

the bottom of Iron Carbon Street in the East Borough, quite far from the Backlund Bridge

room, attracting the murmurs of many. A

Apothecary clapped his hands and said, “So,

suddenly disappeared, and a

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

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

him. His death definitely would’ve caused an investigation. I

Snake was an Aurora Order member, by referring

this was the case rather than hope

seemingly

I would even anonymously report this matter

gathering members

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