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?”

Stelyn

continued asking, “What do you know of him? Or should I say, what kind of person do you

mentioned, Stelyn appeared as though she had

He doesn’t even hire a full-time housemaid. All he can do is get my maid to

a chance 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

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

listening to her drone on

good at telling detective stories, the rest was within the scope of what he had previously investigated. He even knew that Sherlock Moriarty had good ties with Isengard

good relationships with Sherlock Moriarty… Once he

…

Böklund Street. Inside Dwayne Dantès’s

accommodate more than a hundred dancers, Klein was embracing a lady

teacher that Walter

Her facial features were only above average, but her disposition was impeccable.

to Walter’s introduction, she was born in a baron’s family. She received a good education from a young age and later entered the palace. She had the job of court lady

family had declined and her 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

out, Klein knew that he couldn’t perform badly in front of this lady, or there was no way to save

high society asked about a person’s situation was mainly through common acquaintances.

and graceful moves, the black-haired

hard for me to imagine you not having learned

an hour, you’re as skilled as a noble who

a humble smile as he wore

was a very easy

head and

who can really make a

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

his feet kept moving as

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

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

euphemistic because this is

be direct and

kind of perfume it is to praise her. You need

course, this needs to match the traits

Shouldn’t you say that “the moon is beautiful, isn’t is?” Klein lampooned with a Japanese-styled euphemism

Wahana’s smile deepened.

do you know what kind of gentleman is very welcomed by women at

do tell.” Klein honestly shook his

change in her smile, “The second most popular type are men

about the first?” Klein asked

at him and said, “The most popular type are men

another word. Klein instantly understood