Lord of the Mysteries

Klein was returning from Saint Samuel Cathedral to Böklund Street on a four-wheeled carriage when he heard the stacked illusory pleas.

A female… It’s nothing urgent… All he did was make a rough judgment and didn’t immediately head above the gray fog to respond.

Sweeping his glance at the street lamps which were dispelling the darkness, Klein retracted his gaze and raised the white porcelain with gold rims to take a sip.

Beside him, Richardson noticed this and said after mustering his courage, “Sir, I’ve thought it through. You’re very right. Everyone starts with zero experience. Few grow up with experience. Thank you for giving me this chance to grow.”

After confirming that Godotpos and gang were dead, he was finally at ease as he began considering his professional career.

Switching employers repeatedly in a short period of time was a stain on a servant’s record. Once he resigned from Dwayne Dantès’s employ, Richardson believed that it would be difficult for him to continue being a valet.

This would be extremely damaging for him.

This was not only because a valet’s annual salary was at least 25 pounds, and was way better than any non-management jobs. It was comparable to a lady’s maid, and being a valet gave one the greatest opportunity of becoming a butler!

By following their male or female employers and helping them in all kinds of trivialities, being their mouthpiece and assistant would allow them to build up their skills. It would allow them to grasp all the traits needed for being a butler and, as a result, become their employer’s confidant. As long as there was a chance, one could easily be made a land steward, butler assistance or deputy butler, as they were slowly promoted to a butler.

Richardson did yearn for a peaceful life, but this didn’t mean that he was willing to be a servant his entire life. Without a doubt, he wished to rely on his hard work to earn more and gain a higher standing. And becoming the butler of a wealthy family was his ultimate goal.

“It’s not too late to realize that now,” Klein replied with a smile, consenting to Richardson’s retention.

After returning to 160 Böklund Street, he instructed Housekeeper Taneja to prepare supper for him at half-past eleven as he headed to the third story where he took off his coat and entered the bathroom.

At that moment, the bathtub had already been heated to an appropriate temperature by a maid five minutes ahead of time.

Klein wasn’t in a rush to take his bath, as he went above the gray fog to determine who had prayed to him.

Mr. X… Traveler… Miss Magician is rather efficient… Without realizing it, she has matured quite well… Klein muttered to himself.

After some serious consideration, he conjured The World Gehrman Sparrow and made this fake person pray amidst the veil of the gray fog.

“… Give me the time, location, and provide more information. Only then will I take action.”

Klein’s idea was very simple. He found a Traveler’s powers rather useful, but it was difficult for Dwayne Dantès to have a period of prolonged absence from Böklund Street, or stay in his room all the time. It would be fine if Miss Magician could provide detailed and reliable intel, allowing him to carry out the assassination once. But if she were to get The World to slowly gather information bit by bit, there was no way he could do it, as it affected his own plans.

Soon, Fors gave a reply.

“… I’ll try to gather it as quickly as possible.”

As the location and timing for Mr. X’s next gathering hadn’t been confirmed, all she could do was patiently wait.

Klein returned to the real world, took off his

that the fatigue that plagued his body and mind were being washed away bit

He had

acts would similarly bring him trouble. Klein opened his eyes as he looked at the

first investigation should

person who often entered Saint Samuel Cathedral’s interior would likely be investigated by the Nighthawks, and with

a serious case of negligence

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Cathedral, Leonard slowly walked

strange black water as countless illusory

catching up to me.” Standing in the corridor was Daly Simone as

wearing her hooded black robe, with blue eyeshadow and blush. She had quite an

lady, he found her bearing even colder than before. There seemed to be countless shadows hidden around

With your condition, you should be able to advance to Gatekeeper, right?” Leonard didn’t act too casual in front of Daly, speaking rather formally. This was because if he attempted to make any jokes, the one who would eventually be left blushing in embarrassment would definitely be him instead of the

was Sequence 5

was ready two months ago,” Daly said without

what she meant as he

“You haven’t contributed enough?”

her

“That’s right.

I’m already in bed with everything in place, only to realize that there aren’t any condoms at home. Worst of all, it’s late at night, and most of the stores around

respond as he said with a smile, “You can choose to

Daly a chance to speak, he pointed at the other end of the

is still waiting for me

didn’t say a word as she

lady’s expression seemed to

temporarily stationed in, Soest, who had just become a Spirit Warlock, saw

I’ll congratulate you later. First,

staffed with Sleepless, it was no different from

Leonard received the

recently been swamped with cases and are lacking in manpower. They’ve requested our help,”

further as he looked down and flipped

that he caught sight of was a photograph, and the middle-aged

Dantès… Leonard’s

monster who had survived since the Fourth Epoch. He

Old Man’s identity… Leonard instinctively raised

and my

He hurriedly turned

a man in his thirties. His hair was slightly blond, and his skin was pale. He didn’t look