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.”

and looked down. He took two steps back and allowed the blue

normal tomorrow. We still have a case awaiting us,” Isengard instructed

his assistant left him, he closed the door and turned to look at the blue cat who was sitting beside the reclining chair. He

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

the cat said

expression show on a cat’s face was rather odd. It left anyone who witnessed it

sucked at his pipe, sat on a reclining chair, and slowly

compliments.” The cat politely reached out its paws and

observed it and rubbed its

understood what

them and end up telling the Church of Evernight and 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 demigod among them. This is a deduction and is also based

leaving, you’ll definitely be tailed and tracked. Do you have the means to evade their tracking? Hmm… the sum

me to deposit the money

self-deprecating smile, “This is the best solution I can think of, but

response as

to lend me an empty room

hiring of lawyers and accountants, as well as the publishing of the advertisements cost a total of 600

tax on commercial, financial,

are gone just

income was 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

any taxes for the share transaction the previous time, taxes were waived by the Loen government for initial investments related to inventions, as a way

brief silence, the cat’s whiskers moved as it said, “Alright, give me the cash. Eh,

with the money,

an insult to my intelligence.” Isengard stood up with his pipe.

its way,” the cat replied,

passcode and key to open

the master bedroom with these briefcases and entered a guest room diagonally

it,” Isengard placed the briefcases filled with cash on the ground as he said to the

cat said after taking

nodded and pointed

“There are candles inside.”

a smile, “I’m really curious how you would leave… I believe it will

door with a click, leaving the guest

cat’s side, a figure dressed in a dark red coat and an

simple altar. Skipping over many of the first few steps, he directly muttered in Elvish, “Blessed of the sea and spirit world, guardian of the Rorsted

prays

for you to take his