Lord of the Mysteries

When he got back to Minsk Street from the factory district, Klein had a simple lunch and took a nap. He didn’t wake up until the evening when the sky had darkened.

But even so, he still felt exhausted, exhaustion that stemmed from the depths of his heart.

After quite some time of being lost in thought, Klein went down to the first floor and lit the gas lamp. He prepared to sit on the sofa and read the day’s newspapers, but when he glanced around, he saw an invitation letter on the coffee table.

He was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was an invitation letter which Mrs. Stelyn Sammer had sent her maidservant to deliver a few days ago.

I almost forgot about this… The disguised matchmaking banquet… Klein put down the invitation letter and walked to the bathroom on the first floor. He used cold water to wash his face, sprucing himself up to look much more energetic.

Compared to when he first arrived at Backlund, there was a much thicker black stubble around his lips and under his chin. Although it didn’t completely eliminate his scholarly bearing, it made him look more mature and rugged.

Someone who doesn’t really know me well wouldn’t be able to recognize me in person… Klein exhaled silently, wiped his face clean, and put his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He took a short break, changed into a shirt with a starched collar and a black tailcoat, and then, quite formally, he put on his silk half top hat and picked up his cane stick and invitation letter before leaving the house for the unit beside his.

Amidst the tinkling of the doorbell, he saw Julianne, the maidservant, open the door, and Stelyn with her blonde hair coiled up high, and her ears adorned with silver earrings.

Klein took off his hat, bowed, and praised politely, “Mrs. Sammer, you are very beautiful today.”

Although his words were extremely perfunctory, it was true that she was much more beautiful than usual. It appeared that her ability to doll herself up meticulously had experienced a significant breakthrough.

It seems like the adultery case made her besties with Ma’am Mary. Besides, Mary is now a tycoon with a wealth of tens of thousands of pounds, and she has been admitted into the National Atmospheric Pollution Council, allowing her to acquaint herself with many people in power. She must have had sufficient experience in the areas of makeup, clothing, accessories, and so on… Klein nodded in understanding.

The corners of Stelyn’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up.

“These are my new earrings that cost eight soli.”

Lady, you haven’t changed in the slightest… Klein smiled and handed his hat, cane, and coat to the maidservant.

The fireplace and the pipes in the room brought the warmth of early summer. Many women and young ladies were not dressed that conservatively. Some of their fair arms were exposed, while others bared their creamy chests.

“Luke is talking business with some friends. Let me apologize on his behalf.” Stelyn played her role as the female host to its fullest. “Have your meal first. I’ll introduce you to a few well-educated ladies later.”

Actually, there’s no need for that. Just let me eat in peace… Klein smiled.

“I can already smell the fragrance of the food.”

Since there were quite a lot of guests, with over twenty of them, the dinner was in the form of a buffet. Klein took a plate and walked around, and he found that the food was a lot more varied than before.

Cold trout, chicken pie, mutton stew with peas, salted breast, curry, roast beef, turkey, beef tongue pastry, ham, salad, and cream cake…

The alcohol provided was still champagne and red wine.

This suited a carnivore’s palate very well. Klein, with his large plate, didn’t make conversation with anyone. He hid in a corner and slowly savored the food.

It’s not as good as the chefs at the Quelaag Club… From time to time, he would inwardly make comments on the food.

He was about to go for second helpings when he was finally discovered by Stelyn Sammer.

At the same time, he saw an acquaintance beside the lady. He was none other than Lawyer Jurgen with his serious expression.

smiled and walked over, taking the

uncomfortably tugged at his bow

discharged next

sincerely

a few young ladies over

three pounds a week. He often gets a commission from the cases he handles, and he definitely earns more than two hundred pounds a year.

Moriarty, a well-known detective. His income is unstable, but he is paid handsomely for every mission he

isn’t this too direct… Klein couldn’t help but

who was standing beside

a faux pas, Stelyn continued the

Her parents are teachers

father is a civil servant at the Backlund

…

numbly and

in a deep voice, “Mrs. Sammer, it’s impolite to mention the income of others in front of

wasn’t mad; instead, she replied very seriously, “No, it’s

each other and decide to start a family,

a pound and five soli a week on food alone, not to mention the alcohol. In addition, to rent a better house

you not bringing your wife to a musical concert

a family must spend at least 30 pounds a year on it in order to be considered to be living

is the salary of the maid, the cost of education for any children, the emergency money that’s needed to be set aside for medical treatment, as well

pounds a year can those needs be met. Only then

to not delay everyone’s time or cause any misunderstandings, I believe it is

Jurgen was momentarily unable to provide a rejoinder. Fortunately, he always had a

private, and of course, I know

income is

at this level. Only with that much can one afford to

that there must be some savings each year, to prevent any accidents or to have spare cash to invest into stocks or

her husband’s

she left and greeted the other guests. Klein could also clearly sense that Sarah, Angelina, and the other ladies were more interested in Lawyer

in the police station at any time, they were not the first choice for middle-class women. Besides, Klein now looked rugged with his beard. It wasn’t

an excuse to leave before hiding in a corner and eating while he enjoyed watching Jurgen’s awkward and

wonder where his eloquence as a

later, the two children of the Sammers ran past Klein while

in the corner, stopped, and, with widened eyes, asked curiously, “Mr. Moriarty, we heard that

smiled in

little girl said innocently, “Can you tell

brother nodded

cracked? If it doesn’t involve wraiths, puppets, or Devil dogs, then it’s about finding cats or catching

this is a

who had just returned from East Balam was suddenly

forgotten the detective novels he had read in his previous life, so he could only make them up based on a vague impression. The two

realizing it, Klein was a

the banquet was almost over, and he was about to leave, he saw that

for celebration?” Klein

“Mary has received a luncheon invitation from

the members of the