Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 414

While Stuart was raising his gun to aim, Klein, who had long been on guard, had already detected it. He lunged forward at the same time as Stuart performed his series of actions.

Bang!

Stuart, who was clearly out of control, pulled the trigger, and the bullet grazed the side of a private detective’s face as it hit the wall.

Instantly, the other detectives pulled out their revolvers as a result of the stress. It was as if they were looking at the enemy, turning the scene extremely chaotic.

Among them, Stuart and a private detective had flushed faces and bulging veins. Their eyes burned with a mixture of fear and anger, as though they had turned into so-called devils.

At this moment, Kaslana bellowed, “Stop!”

Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was filled with awe. It made everyone’s body tremble, and they subconsciously complied.

Although there was a brief moment of silence, everyone’s mood didn’t seem to improve. Klein had already rolled over to the other side and stood up with his revolver in his hand.

His mind raced, and he couldn’t afford to hide his thoughts. He planned to rely on his hallucination ability to calm down the few visitors.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Ding dong, ding dong!

A few of the private detectives suddenly became alert, and their eyes revealed a hint of lucidity.

The tinkling of the doorbell was like a bucket of cold water that poured over their heads.

Stuart looked at the revolver in his hand and mumbled in a daze, “What was I doing just now…”

The official Beyonders have made their move? Klein breathed a sigh of relief, approaching the door as he held his revolver.

The moment he held the handle, the image of the person outside appeared in his mind.

It was a man in a black coat and a hunter’s hat. He had gray temples, and a thin face—Isengard Stanton.

The detective’s face was somewhat pale, and his left arm was propped up near the shoulder.

He really is alright! Klein was delighted at first, but then he became cautious—he remembered the day when Nimblewright Master Rosago had transformed into a constable to knock at his door.

Klein placed his finger on the trigger, pulled the door open, and took two steps back.

Isengard Stanton smiled and nodded at him.

“Thank you for your visit this afternoon; otherwise, I might not have been able to continue playing hide-and-seek with that devil.

“You saved my life.”

out of trouble? What about the next few days of “suitable dates for visiting?” By skirting around the murder

his guard down

“What exactly happened?”

suddenly lowered his voice and laughed. “Do you wish to discuss the subject

ten minutes. That serves to prove that I’m no

Kaslana and her assistant, Lydia, let out a sigh of relief. Stuart and the

alright, Mr. Stanton?” they

left arm and said, “A little injured, but not

The police are waiting for that bastard in

it because of

locked

he hurt

…

private detectives

pressed his right

tell you in detail in the time to come, but before that, I need to find out a few things from Sherlock and Kaslana. We’ll head to the activity room

accumulated prestige made the detectives sit

no longer had the problem

wooden door, Klein took a

very suitable for using items

throat, walked across the room, and opened the

relax his wariness against Isengard Stanton, nor did he believe that Kaslana was

directly taking Klein’s reclining chair

I still like to sit like

asked again, “Mr. Stanton,

looked at Kaslana, who was standing behind a coffee table, and said, “We’re all Beyonders, so I won’t explain

first looked at Klein, then at Isengard, slightly surprised but not all that

unable to even discover the problem… Yes, perhaps she’s from a Sequence that isn’t good at dealing with shadows or wraiths… Klein responded to

four years of studies, where I came

didn’t dare to reveal my true identity, because the Mandated Punishers would definitely eliminate me as a cult’s heretic. On this matter, the other official organizations wouldn’t help me directly, because that would be equivalent to

expected of the

asked

his pipe,

internally

before. Heh heh, you should know that the murderer is a black dog of the Devil Sequence, especially Sherlock.

also just clasped her hands

his

God of Knowledge and Wisdom, I can’t preach in Backlund or officially establish an organization. I can only

words, you can help us take the

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