Lord of the Mysteries

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Holding onto a revolver that he rented from the Quelaag Club with one hand, Klein pulled the trigger repeatedly, hitting the bullseye accurately, with the worst shot hitting the 8 ring.

By feeding his practice with live bullets, along with the superhuman control that he had after becoming a Clown, his marksmanship was considered rather excellent.

If I continue practicing for a few months, I could even be considered a sharpshooter…Klein unloaded the revolver in satisfaction and cleared the empty shells. They fell to the ground noisily as he looked at Talim Dumont with a smile.

“Are you satisfied?”

“Very good.” The equestrian teacher, Talim, had already taken off his black tweed overcoat and light gray sweater and adopted a boxing stance. “Come on, let me see the standard of your fighting skills. I can tell you frankly that I’ve received training as a trainee knight since I was young, and I’ve never let it go to waste.”

As a Beyonder, if I can’t even beat an ordinary man who has only received training, then I might as well die! Klein cursed silently. Without taking off his double-breasted coat, he set down his revolver. Klein took two side steps and gestured to Talim that he could begin.

He originally wanted to wriggle his finger to add to the atmosphere, but when he thought of the other party’s strength, he couldn’t be bothered to waste his time.

Talim appeared to be a little excited as he began bounce-stepping a little. He suddenly pressed forward and threw out a punch to the right.

Klein blocked and grabbed with his left hand, bent low and twisted his waist before reaching out his right palm, and did a smooth backflip.

Thud. Talim flew out, landing on his back. Klein didn’t exert any strength towards the end, only throwing him off his feet through the use of inertia.

“Impressive!” Talim quickly stood up and gave a thumbs up. “As expected of a famous detective. Your marksmanship and fighting skills are excellent.”

I only beat a weak chicken like you, so how can you tell that my fighting skills are very high? Klein secretly lampooned and asked with a smile, “Now that you have a better picture, can you tell me what kind of request your friend has?”

“Heh heh, he will come to the club later. You can talk amongst yourselves.” Talim massaged his back as he said, “As for what the request exactly entails, I’m not sure either. Oh right, he’s a reporter at the Daily Observer, Mike Joseph. He’s probably hoping for some short-term protection.”

“Alright.” Klein didn’t ask any more questions. He continued practicing his shooting, but he didn’t limit himself to a revolver. He also practiced with a hunting rifle, a single-shot rifle, and a repeating rifle. He hoped that if he encountered any problems in the future, he would be able to use any of the firearms around him.

a serving of roast chicken and a piece of pan-fried steak, as well as

placing his meal down, Klein got some Feynapotter seafood rice, fruit

he couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as he praised the Goddess in

was eaten outside, it would probably cost 3 soli… Klein switched between using silver knives, forks, and spoons

the table, Talim Dumont led

Joseph. Mike, this is the famous detective, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty,” Talim smiled and introduced

Mike took

his late twenties, with rather sparse eyebrows and rough skin. His pores

facial features weren’t bad. His blue eyes were especially charming. The

invited the other party to sit down, then he smiled and said, “Today’s cream cheese lobster is pretty good.

plate, made a circle, and

so he hasn’t had lunch yet,” Talim smiled as he explained for his friend and placed a stack of

set down his knife and fork, wiped

satisfied with the

of food. He took a few quick bites to fill his stomach before looking up

have you heard about the recent

had organs removed?” Klein’s heart skipped a beat as

nodded and said wistfully, “As expected, every

the papers and pushed it to Klein. “This is the latest

it was the Daily Observer

lady killed! Sivellaus Yard is

the Backlund Police Department was located at Sivellaus Street at the

was indeed the same as the case he

the Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, or the Machinery Hivemind squads. They have people capable of divination, mediumship, and all sorts of magical and effective Beyonder methods. How is it that the case hasn’t been cracked. Why isn’t the criminal arrested yet? Does the criminal have rich ‘anti-investigation’ powers and is able to destroy the souls of the deceased? Or could it be that the deceased soul, along with her innards, were extracted to fulfill the requirements

take this case. Without the invitation of the police, I cannot take

they invite me to the

his refusal was that it was easy to run into official Beyonders involved in the investigation of

not an investigation to seek the murderer. I just want to finish my report,” Mike