Lord of the Mysteries

Ten at night. Backlund was drizzling again as a thin fog produced a blurry sense of beauty amidst the street lamps.

Isengard Stanton’s assistant, Bowen, surveyed the bottom level once before walking to the side of the oriel window and was prepared to shut the final window.

At that moment, a shadow scuttled in and landed firmly on the protruding wall.

It was a blue, short-furred stray cat!

Bowen saw the large pair of yellow eyes looking at him as he couldn’t help but chuckle.

“There’s no food here.”

As a detective’s work made him prone to revenge, and him having many secrets to hide, Isengard Stanton’s cook and servants were paid by the hour. There were a fixed number of hours a day, and they wouldn’t prepare too much food. This made it difficult for there to be any leftovers after dinner.

The blue cat opened its mouth but didn’t produce any meowing sounds. It began speaking like a human, “I’m Sherlock Moriarty. I’m here to meet Mr. Isengard Stanton.”

“…” Although Bowen was a Beyonder who was nurtured by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, he was a Low-Sequence Beyonder and his horizons were stilted. This was the first time he was encountering a speaking cat, so he was momentarily shocked and dazed.

After a few seconds, he came to his senses and recalled what the cat had just said.

It said… It said it’s Sherlock Moriarty?

This great detective really isn’t simple!

He actually changed into a cat, no—controlled a cat!

Such powers are really strange and terrifying!

Bowen rapidly calmed down and didn’t directly answer the cat. He reached out to close the windows.

After doing all of this, he said with a suppressed voice, “Follow me”

The cat immediately leaped from the platform behind the oriel window as it agilely followed behind Bowen with its tail up. It followed him all the way to the second story and watched him knock on Isengard Stanton’s bedroom door.

“Is there something?” Isengard, who was dressed in pajamas with faint lines, opened the door and asked.

He was just enjoying his tobacco before sleeping.

Bowen cautiously pointed to the crouched blue cat beside him.

“Mr. Sherlock Moriarty is looking for you.”

thin face raised his brows slightly and looked down. He took two steps back and allowed

get some sleep. Wake up as per normal tomorrow. We still have a case awaiting us,” Isengard instructed Bowen

left him, he closed the door and turned to look at the blue cat who was

expected you to have such Beyonder powers. I was worried you would directly

noticed your exclamation mark,” the cat said

to be said that having such an expression show on a cat’s face was rather odd. It

pipe, sat on a reclining chair,

cat politely reached out its paws

rubbed its pipe

understood what is

the Church of Steam. Heh heh, so even though it will be quite troublesome for them if they get exposed, I believe that they have a

out. But when leaving, you’ll definitely be tailed and tracked. Do you have the means to evade their tracking? Hmm… the sum of money isn’t a

money into a particular bank account,

best solution I can think of, but carrying it

direct response as it gave

need you to lend me an empty room and

the issue as he said, “The shares were sold for 12,000 pounds. The buyer is the daughter of Earl Hall, Audrey. Well, the hiring of lawyers and accountants, as well as the publishing of the advertisements cost a total of 600 pounds. In addition, there was a 0.5% stamp duty and 20% D-type taxes. So at the

on

gone just like that… The cat’s

difficult to be monitored, so he never declared his income for tax purposes. Later, he became an adventurer, and since the bounties targeted at pirates enjoyed concessions, there was no need for him to pay taxes on them. Hence, he never realized that tax was something he

taxes for the share transaction the previous time, taxes were waived by the Loen

silence, the cat’s whiskers moved as it said, “Alright, give

problems with

checked them. They wouldn’t do any cheap tricks on that, as it would be an insult to my

already on its way,” the

the safe inside the master bedroom, using a passcode and key to open it. Then, he took out stacks of cash, and he stuffed

the master bedroom with these briefcases and entered a guest

it,” Isengard placed the briefcases filled with cash on the ground

the cat said

nodded and pointed to the

“There are candles inside.”

held the doorknob, and said with a smile, “I’m really curious how you would leave… I believe it will

the door with a click,

coat and an

directly muttered in Elvish, “Blessed of the sea and spirit world,

devoted servant prays for your

you to