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.

who you’re

his hat, pressed it to his chest,

Sherlock Moriarty, I’m a butler who has come

master? Why is he looking for me?”

at this moment, he had already noticed a carriage parked across the cement road. It had a deep black outer shell, and there was a curtain on the inside of

being low-key… Klein looked closely and suddenly saw that there was a coat of arms in a conspicuous

was a vertical sword facing down, and the hilt of the sword had a

representing the royal Augustus family! Klein’s heart palpitated

he’s a rather powerful

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 about the organization that is symbolized by the tarot cards,

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

and confused by his death, and he heard that you were there when it happened,” the old butler

Klein subconsciously wanted to deny it,

die in front of

butler said in a sincere tone. “Are you willing to

I might even be killed on the spot by you… Klein looked at him and said, “I happen to have nothing

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

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 to resist risks would more than double! When Klein put on

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

cabinets containing red wine, white wine, champagne, Lanti, and Black Rand, along with the crystal glasses. Klein felt rather restricted as he sat

cabinets were obviously of high quality. As for Black Rand, they referred to

Klein asked in passing, “Are we going to

is waiting for you at the Red Rose Manor on the outskirts of Empress Borough.” The

a moment, then he asked with a smile, “Can you tell me your master’s

straight, became even straighter as he

He’s the grandson of the Might-wielder, the fifth son of His Majesty, Duke of Lastings, His Highness

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

an artificial lake to the northwest. After more than

the manor, Klein was inspected by two soldiers in red military

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

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 watched as the soldier took the gun holster and revolver before

Klein followed the old butler, went around the main house, and came

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

running from the