Lord of the Mysteries

The royal family… Klein held the letter he received from Isengard Stanton and silently murmured to himself.

He looked up and outside the window, and he saw the rain pattering down. The gas lamps on the streets were giving off quiet halos.

Inside the living room, the coffee table was neat and tidy, with a few stacks of newspapers placed in the corner. There was silence all around him.

Klein sat on the sofa as he leaned forward a little. He sat there silently for a long time.

After nearly ten minutes, he exhaled and shook his head. Slowly and heavily, he tossed the letter into the trash can.

He slowly stood up and expressionlessly walked to the second floor.

And in the trash can, Isengard Stanton’s letter caught fire silently and quickly crumpled into black ashes.

…

On Monday morning, Klein stood in front of the mirror, pressed his right thumb and middle finger to his temples, and rubbed them with a little more strength.

When he was done, he turned on the faucet, lowered his body, splashed the cold tap water onto his face, and washed his face while having a fit at the cold.

After freshening himself up, he hung up the towel, walked to the first floor, and simply made a single-sided, well-done fried eggs with buttered toast.

Of course, a cup of black tea with a few slices of lemon quenched his thirst and reduced the cloy sensation he was feeling.

After breakfast, as he was idly flipping through the rest of the newspapers, Klein suddenly heard the tinkling of the doorbell.

Who is it? A new commission? Could it be that the Machinery Hivemind has already finished exploring the Amon family’s tomb? No, it can’t be that fast… Klein muttered as he put away his napkin and newspapers and walked slowly to the door.

When he held the handle, the image of the visitor outside the door appeared in his mind.

It was an elderly gentleman dressed to a tee. His snow-white shirt was starched, and a thick grayish-blue vest completely hid his belly. The long tailcoat had sharp lines without any blemishes on it.

The gentleman was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes, so shiny that it was impossible to tell if he had walked through the rain or mud.

He wore a pair of white knitted gloves, with silver hair at his temples. His face was deeply wrinkled, and his light brown eyes were so serious that they didn’t contain a hint of a smile.

I don’t know him… Klein mumbled and opened the door.

you’re looking for?”

to his chest, and saluted in the

who has come to invite you

is he looking for me?” Klein’s head was completely

parked across the cement road. It had a deep black outer shell, and there was a curtain

and suddenly saw that there was a coat of arms

main body of the coat of arms was a vertical sword facing down, and the

the royal

rather powerful Beyonder… Klein made a

my master, but in a sense, you do know him. You have been providing him clues about the organization that is symbolized by the tarot cards, and he has

using false information to fleece for funds and even submitted all the reimbursements that Old Kohler required to him… I can’t refuse his invitation now, especially when Talim is dead… Klein pondered for

death, and he heard that you

deny it, but

die

the butler said in a sincere tone. “Are you willing to accept my master’s

would just make me look very suspicious! I might even be killed on the spot by you… Klein looked at him and said, “I happen to have nothing

old butler bent down slightly, extended his right white-gloved hand,

identity and this foothold at any time… Also, I need to get the Human-skinned Shadow characteristic and the Deep-sea Naga’s hair and advance to Faceless as soon as possible! In that case, my ability to resist risks would more than double! When Klein put on his coat and hat and walked to the carriage with the royal coat of arms, he had already

the old butler brought with him opened the door

cabinets containing red wine, white wine, champagne, Lanti, and Black Rand, along with the crystal glasses. Klein felt

many types, such as the sailors’ favorite Lanti Proof. The bottles displayed in the cabinets were obviously of high quality. As for Black Rand, they

drove through the wet streets, Klein asked in passing, “Are we going to

at the Red Rose Manor on the outskirts of

then he asked with a smile, “Can you

old housekeeper’s back, which was already straight, became

the Founder and Protector. He’s the grandson of the Might-wielder, the fifth

to 22 years old… Klein recalled

through one street after another, going from an artificial lake to the northwest. After

inspected by two soldiers in red military uniforms

were definitely people around Prince Edessak who could tell that he was carrying

guests to the police station just because I was illegally in possession of a gun… Klein watched as the soldier took the gun holster and revolver before

old butler, went around the main house, and came

only drawback of this place was that the vegetation had long since withered away in

Several horses came running from the distance