Lord of the Mysteries

Late at night. 7 Pinster Street.

Leonard Mitchell sat on a chair with his legs raised onto the side of his desk.

Following that, he leaned back, causing the wooden headrest to creak from the pressure. His breathing gradually turned long and slow.

After an unknown period of time, his eyelids drooped and covered his eyes.

At this moment, Leonard’s spirit had arrived in a gray, hazy world, but he was still in his bedroom.

He flew to the window and saw thick gray fog blanket the nearby streets and extend outwards. It seemed to be embracing all of Backlund.

The street lamps along the streets and the warm light from the different houses appeared abnormally dim. They were only able to illuminate a very tiny region, and everything seemed to be tainted with a sense of blurriness.

At the same time, blobs of illusory oval lights appeared as they enveloped a house in an intersecting manner, as though it was the source of their existence.

This was the city through a Nightmare’s eyes.

Leonard followed up on his previous investigations and leaped out the window in a Nightmare state. He then flew to 17 Minsk Street.

He didn’t attempt to storm in. He stood at the door in the thick fog as he politely pulled the doorbell.

Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Dressed in her nightgown, Stelyn Sammer opened the door.

She placed her silver-inlaid pleated fan at her chest as she asked in confusion and puzzlement, “Who are you looking for?”

She was none other than Klein’s landlord back when he was acting as Sherlock Moriarty. She was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed lady in her thirties.

Leonard had already changed into a black-and-white checkered police uniform. He casually showed his identification and asked, “Do you know Sherlock Moriarty?”

Trapped in the dream, Stelyn’s reaction was very slow. She asked after a few seconds, “Did something happen to him?”

Just as she asked, her impression of Sherlock Moriarty appeared beside her under Leonard’s influence.

He wore a half top hat, a double-breasted frock coat, gold-rimmed spectacles on his nose, and a bushy mustache around his mouth…

This was identical to the information he previously received about Sherlock Moriarty. Hence, he didn’t show any doubts and said, “He’s been involved in a case and is undergoing an investigation.

“I hope you can cooperate with us.”

“A-alright.” Stelyn wished to raise her chin, but for some reason, she felt a little horrified.

Leonard thought for a second and asked, “Since when did he rent this place from you?”

September last year,” Stelyn said after recalling

him? Or should I say, what kind of person

though she had long considered the answer to such a

once exposed the adultery which Mary’s husband was undertaking. However, his income isn’t too high. He doesn’t even hire a full-time housemaid. All he can do is get

to interrupt her, she droned on incessantly, “He’s not as boorish like the typical detective. He went to grammar school and studied history. What leaves me most envious of all is how he obtained Mary’s gratitude.

famous in the detective circles, and private detectives often came to

lost his patience listening to her drone on as he couldn’t help but rub

being good at telling detective stories, the rest was within the scope of what he had previously investigated. He even knew

Club who have good relationships with Sherlock Moriarty… Once he patiently finished listening to Mrs. Stelyn’s droning, he immediately thanked her

…

Street. Inside Dwayne Dantès’s

that could accommodate more than a hundred dancers, Klein was embracing a

etiquette teacher that Walter had hired. Her name was

were only above average, but her

Walter’s introduction, she was born in a baron’s family. She received a good education from a young age and later entered

husband’s financial situation was only ordinary, being a believer in the Evernight Goddess prompted her to choose to become a private tutor in etiquette. She often went to the families of nobles and tycoons

couldn’t perform badly in front of this

way members of high society asked about a person’s situation was mainly through common acquaintances. And

moves, the black-haired

imagine you

a noble

to your teachings.” Klein gave a humble smile as he wore

Clown’s balance, dancing was

her head and

who can really make

her light brown eyes and swept her gaze across Dwayne Dantès’s silver sideburns

a smile. During this period, his feet kept moving as he spun

close ties with Wahana, not to improve his reputation,

not only a dance. You also need to converse. You can’t be like two dolls unless both of you are so immersed in the dance and music’s rhythm that you do not wish to speak. Of course,

must be euphemistic because this is

not be direct and

what kind of perfume it is to praise her. You need to connect a more euphemistic meaning to it and mention that. Yes, you can say something like: It feels like I’m

course, this needs to match the traits of

Japanese-styled euphemism as he said with

Wahana’s smile deepened.

of gentleman is very welcomed by women

tell.” Klein honestly shook his

smile, “The second most popular type are men who make women think that

the first?”

him and said, “The most popular type are men who make women think

smiled and didn’t say another word. Klein instantly understood she was hiding her praise