Lord of the Mysteries

The concrete road had turned dirty from prolonged rain. Two gas lamps, the height of an adult male, along the two sides of the road emitted a bright but misty light due to the moisture on the glass.

A rental carriage drove through the night as the surrounding pedestrians either wore hats or carried umbrellas.

Klein leaned against the wall, idly admiring the evening streets of Backlund.

At that moment, he suddenly felt the temperature inside the carriage drop significantly. A gloomy and cold wind was swirling about.

Klein jerked his head around and saw that Miss Bodyguard, dressed in a black Gothic regal dress, was sitting across from him without him even realizing it.

Her voice was ethereal and dreamy.

“That Eye of Wisdom sensed my presence.”

As expected… Klein nodded, unsurprised. “He has several mystical items; perhaps he sensed you because of them. I even suspect that he has an organization behind him.”

Otherwise, it’s quite impossible for Eye of Wisdom to collect several relatively powerful mystical items in thirty years with his power alone. Previously, Rear Admiral Hurricane Qilangos only had a single Creeping Hunger despite being one of the seven great pirate admirals. Of course, it was possible that the latter had high standards and ordinary mystical items didn’t catch his attention. After all, with Creeping Hunger, he could be more well-rounded and nearly be without any weaknesses.

Yes, for Eye of Wisdom himself to be rich there has to be a rather good explanation as well. He’s organized so many gatherings, and once he finds a suitable mystical item, he would spare no expense to get it. Having a few in his collection isn’t that unbelievable… Sigh, it’s like he has a gold mine at home, or he runs a bank… Klein lampooned silently.

He didn’t mention in detail that he had guessed that Eye of Wisdom was from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, out of fear that he would expose to Miss Bodyguard that he wasn’t someone who had just become a Beyonder.

The blonde Miss Bodyguard nodded slightly, as though agreeing with Klein’s suspicions.

Suddenly, she frowned and looked at the window opposite her.

“A rich smell of blood.”

There’s a strong smell of blood… Klein turned his head in puzzlement and looked out the window.

There was a secluded alley in the sparse drizzle.

Near the mouth of the alley, a woman wearing a gorgeous dress was on the ground.

At that moment, a pedestrian walked past and on careful inspection, let out a sudden scream.

The screams startled the horse slightly as the carriage driver quickly tightened the reins, slowing down the carriage.

Under the light of the gas lamp, Klein saw the pale face of the woman lying on the ground at the mouth of the alley. There was a deep gash in her stomach, and her internal organs seemed to have been hollowed out.

The blood on the ground around her was flowing slowly, crimson and thick.

former Nighthawk, he

were often related to devil

to ancient organizations. It was

due to the worship of devils. It consisted of several so-called devil clans, such as the Nois,

faith in the devil, they committed many murders. Back in Tingen, the accountant for the Nighthawks, Mrs. Orianna, was one such victim who was

committed by them. Many people felt that such acts were

figure rapidly turned translucent before vanishing. She didn’t care

arrived, so he

Yes, Citizen Mr. Moriarty…

known as the Devil pathway. It’s said that after Sequence 7, the corresponding Beyonder would gradually turn demonic. However, they would only reveal those signs under

name “Coldblooded,” has the modern name “Unwinged Angel.” It means that from that moment forth, they lose their conscience and revel in evil desires, with bodies

know the Sequences after

Blood Sanctify Sect and the Devil pathway flashed past Klein’s mind. The rain outside seemed to become heavier as the rain on

taken over by a Beyonder squad. It might be the Mandated Punishers or Nighthawks. There’s no need for me to worry. Klein shook his head with a laugh as he

knocked on the Sammers’ front door, asking Mrs. Stelyn to tell Mary that she could come for the

slowly and went out to pick up the freshly developed photographs. He chose

away, he went to the Rice Police Station before Mrs. Mary arrived and

real Sergeant Faxine and

pounds in cash from his account, Klein was finally done with everything after having

pounds to Miss Bodyguard in one go, leaving 146 pounds 8 soli, and 5 pence on him.

debts… Klein cooked

whilst in a good mood, the doorbell suddenly

Isn’t this too early?” Puzzled, Klein put down his fork

as the image of the visitor outside the

had sharp blue eyes, and his temples were streaked with white. His wrinkles were deeply engraved in his face, causing his facial muscles to

you’re looking for?” Klein asked

a thick Midseashire accent, “Are you Sherlock, Detective

you wish to entrust to me?” Klein nodded and made

hesitated for two seconds, then asked, “Would you like coffee or

hot water, please.” The old gentleman had taken off his hat and sat

and clean the place…

the hot water in front of the old gentleman, he walked to the

may I address

the old

you like to entrust me with?” Klein asked directly without

quietly activated his Spirit Vision

the joints of his left leg—probably arthritis… His emotions are mostly blue from calm thinking, with a hint

said, “The thing is… I’ve bought a house on Williams Street. Heh, I come from Midseashire and because

less than a month, Klein, who had to consult the map or rely on his intuition, tried his best to appear staid and