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

should

as though she had long considered the

and he 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 my maid to help him part-time… My children tell me that he’s good at telling stories,

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. He joined the Quelaag Club where its members are people with significant status. I’ve only been there a few

the detective circles, and

her drone on as he couldn’t help but

at telling detective stories, the

Moriarty… Once he patiently finished listening to Mrs. Stelyn’s droning, he

…

Inside Dwayne Dantès’s

hundred dancers, Klein was embracing a lady in her

teacher that Walter had hired. Her

common name, but she wasn’t ordinary at all. Her facial features were only above average, but her disposition was impeccable. Her every

She received a good education from a young age and later entered

in the Evernight Goddess prompted her to choose to become a private tutor

butler didn’t spell it out, Klein knew that he couldn’t perform badly in front of this lady, or there was no way

asked about a person’s situation was mainly through common acquaintances. And at times, the interaction between servants

moves, the black-haired

hard for me to imagine you

a noble who received education on

gave a humble

Clown’s balance, dancing was a

her head

a gentleman who can really make a

brown eyes and swept her gaze

feet kept moving as he spun Wahana gently around. Not far away, the hired quartet’s melodious music

not to improve his reputation, but because she was once a

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

conversing, you must be euphemistic because this is Loen, not

put it simply, do not be direct and crude. You need

you wish to compliment a lady for her perfume, you can’t directly tell her how nice it smells, nor ask what kind of perfume it is to praise her. You need to connect a more euphemistic meaning to it and mention that. Yes,

needs to match

moon is beautiful, isn’t is?” Klein lampooned with a Japanese-styled euphemism as he said with a self-deprecating

Wahana’s smile deepened.

kind of gentleman is very welcomed by women

Klein honestly shook

a change in her smile, “The second most popular

about the first?” Klein

are men who make women think that they are very

word. Klein instantly understood she was hiding her praise in