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.

know who you’re looking for?”

his hat, pressed it to his chest, and saluted

has come to

esteemed master? Why is he looking

cement road. It had a deep black outer shell, and there was a curtain on the inside of the

looked closely and suddenly saw that there was a coat of arms in

sword facing down, and the hilt of the

of Judgment representing the royal Augustus family! Klein’s

rather powerful Beyonder… Klein made

pay attention to his scrutiny. He revealed a polite smile and said, “You have never met my master, but in a sense, you do know him. You have been providing him clues

Talim mentioned. I’ve been 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 two seconds and said, “Did your master come to me due

confused by his death, and he heard that you

Klein subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he ultimately could only

saw Talim die

and regretful thing,” the butler said in a sincere tone. “Are

be killed on the spot by you… Klein looked at him and said,

bent down slightly, extended his right white-gloved hand, and pointed at the carriage on the opposite side of

I have no choice but to face the person behind Talim after his death… I wonder if this would attract attention or lead to more in-depth background checks… I have to plan ahead and be ready to give up my 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

this moment, the servant the old butler brought with him opened the door

Lanti, and Black Rand, along with the crystal glasses. Klein felt rather restricted as he sat by the

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

streets, Klein asked in passing, “Are we

Red Rose Manor on the outskirts of Empress Borough.” The old butler

moment, then he

which was already straight, became even straighter

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

third prince, the second youngest prince, but he should be around 21 to 22 years old… Klein recalled what he had

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

two soldiers in red military uniforms and

he was carrying a gun, and that

I’m a private detective, so his subordinates definitely wouldn’t send guests to the police station just because I was illegally in possession of a gun… Klein

Klein followed the old butler, went around the main house, and came to a wide area with

the vegetation had long since withered away

from the distance and