Lord of the Mysteries

Old Kohler seemed to be a slightly afraid of her ferocity as he subconsciously took a step back.

“Liv, this is a detective, and he w-wishes to help you find Daisy.”

Liv’s wrinkled, peeling face turned to Klein and said coldly, “We’ve already made a police report.”

Although she was perhaps in her thirties, she looked to be in her fifties.

Klein looked around the room where many wet clothes hung. He vaguely remembered the last time he was here. There had been a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, carefully holding a crude homemade iron to iron the clothes which had wrinkled from being hung to dry. Her hands had been covered with burns.

She’s the “missing” Daisy… Klein looked back at the laundry maid, Liv, and said in a neutral tone, “Do you believe that the East Borough police will really be looking for Daisy?

“Are you sure the people who caused Daisy to go ‘missing’ wouldn’t cast their sights on your family?

“Do you wish to lose another daughter after losing one?”

When the cruel yet heart-wrenching words reached Liv’s ears, the indifferent expression on her face slowly crumbled. She turned agape, but she couldn’t say anything. The corners of her eyes gradually turned red.

She abruptly lowered her head and muttered to herself in pain and despair, “I don’t have any money…”

The room suddenly became silent. Even the sobbing girl didn’t make another sound.

Klein pursed his lips and let out a silent sigh.

“I occasionally do volunteer work, simply to help others. Heh heh, I haven’t done so in a long time, so please give me a chance.”

“Volunteer work?” Liv lifted her head and ruminated over the phrase.

Klein nodded slightly and answered, “The job will be done pro bono. No, it is not completely free either. Kindness will bring me great satisfaction.

“Since you have no other solutions, why not give it a try?”

Liv was silent for a moment. She raised her hand, which had wrinkled from being soaked in water for an extended period of time, wiped her eyes, and said in a low voice, “Mr. Detective, you… you really are a kind and good gentleman…”

Her voice suddenly became choked with sobs.

“… This was what happened—at midday before yesterday, at noon, Daisy delivered a load of washed laundry under Freja’s lead. It was just outside East Borough, and they needed to cross several streets.

“In order to rush back for lunch, Freja had chosen a secluded alley, but a momentary distraction left her realizing that Daisy, who had been following her, was gone.

“She retraced her route but never found Daisy, and Daisy hasn’t come back yet.

“Where did this happen, Freja?”

girl named Freja had already stood

sobbed and said, “Right here, right here in Broken Axe Lane, Mister Detective. Will Daisy be

without much of an

borrow a police dog. It has an excellent sense of smell and can be used to find a person

moment and said with a

once again shed tears. She felt as if the situation had turned into one of

blinked and said,

“Daisy’s vocabulary book!”

book?” Old Kohler

at night. I can keep washing

good mother… Klein

evening, the school would be free of charge and would even provide stationery and a certain amount of paper. It was an education that was need-blind, and it would at most involve some religious knowledge. Klein had

teaching method was established. Teachers would arrive early, gather the few students who had the best academic progress, imbue them with the content for that day’s class, and then put them in charge of teaching the different

which were truly accessible to the poor, and one

were too few similar organizations, and it was

She was made the tutor of her class by her teacher. She would put together the vocabulary words she had copied and hugged them in her bed every day. She would wake up early and go out into

bed and took out a stack of crumpled paper from

for extended periods of

they had been

this okay?” Freja handed Klein the so-called vocabulary

answered very

had accompanied her all this while. Moreover, it had been projected with Daisy’s strong will. It was excellent for using

book and said, “Then I’ll start taking action. The earlier I find Daisy,

find words to describe their feelings. All they could do was watch as Klein and Old Kohler leave, repeating the

textile workers who lost their jobs, especially those who have neither found new jobs nor become street girls,

and listen more. If you do this

Kohler nodded

hesitating for a moment, he asked with a tone full of expectation, “You’ll find Daisy, won’t you, Mister

will do my best.” Klein

sighed and

child, so I’m very unwilling to see this sort of thing

hand and walked

wrapping Daisy’s “vocabulary book” around the head of the cane and, without attracting any

interference or misdirection… He looked down at the direction in

went all the way out

Cherwood Borough and West Borough. It stopped in front of a house with a vast lawn, a wide garden, a small fountain square, and a

cane had fallen down inside the carriage and

patrolling inside the gates and ferocious

security inside

even without using divination, his spiritual intuition made him sense that

involve such a dangerous place?Klein thought for