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 limped to the door and said to Klein, “You’d better have

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

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

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

“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 hour. I’ll inform them first. You showed your reputation last time,

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

pound this time.” Kaspars acted like he was

the corners of his lips

and sat down, drinking the rich malt-scented Southville

the same time…” Klein quickly came to

bar, looked around, and

after half an hour. Holy Lord of Storms, I hope you

gave a positive

took half

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

knocking changes all the time… Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw the small plank of the door open

put on the hooded robe and hid his

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

longer felt suppressed or tensed; instead, he

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

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

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

raised his hand and said,

beasts are

Klein was surprised to hear the

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

actually died performing the simple mission of clearing the beasts in the sewers… Klein

corpse, he had

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

in the East Borough, quite far from the Backlund Bridge area, and I wonder if there’s a

murmurs of many. A sense of fear spread through them, as

clapped his hands and

whispers suddenly disappeared, and a frozen silence filled

Apothecary had advised him without being afraid of offending him, Klein thought for a moment and said, “If I were you, I would give up on the rest

mature very soon, and those beasts that hide in the depths of

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

was an Aurora Order member, by referring to the

rather believe that this was the case rather than hope

slightly, seemingly having made

you, I would even anonymously

gathering

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