Lord of the Mysteries

William Sikes… A land steward… Klein inwardly repeated the response he got before turning the topic of conversation towards the flag and the White Rose War.

After a short chat, he politely bade farewell and walked towards the other exhibits with Walter and Richardson. He continued his own tour of the exhibits, as though his encounter from before was completely trivial, a conversation that was purely coincidental.

When it was almost noon, Klein, who had returned to his high-end four-wheeled carriage, looked out at the passing bicycles when he suddenly said, “Walter, you seem to know Mr. William Sikes?”

Walter solemnly nodded and said, “I once knew him while I was working for Viscount Conrad’s household.

“He served a member of the royal family, the former Earl of Lastings, Prince Edessak.”

He didn’t conceal anything, and he described William Sikes’s background in detail.

He was once in service of Prince Edessak? He’s living quite a good life after the prince passed away because of the Great Smog of Backlund. I wonder what manor he’s the land steward of… Perhaps he knows some secrets? Klein gently nodded and didn’t probe further. He was wondering if he should find an opportunity to investigate William Sikes.

If William Sikes really knows something, the royal family’s faction wouldn’t leave him be. Or perhaps he is part of that faction. In short, investigating him will be a rather dangerous matter. There’s no way to entrust this matter to Miss Magician, Emlyn White, or Miss Xio… Miss Sharron has the ability to do so, but this might result in destroying her peaceful life… The best solution is still to use Hero Bandit Black Emperor. But the problem is that before stealing the Antigonus family’s notebook, my investigations of the Great Smog of Backlund should only be superficial. I shouldn’t alarm anyone or bring about any accidental changes… Klein appeared to admire the streets outside, but many thoughts were going through his mind.

Finally, he decided to hold back for the time being, being unwilling to affect the most pertinent matter he had at present.

After having lunch and taking a nap, Klein received classes in literary appreciation until it was almost evening.

After sending away his teacher, he was just about to head to the second story’s dining hall when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

Amidst the ringing, Klein saw Richardson immediately take a few steps forward to open the door.

Standing outside were two police officers in black-and-white checkered uniforms. From their epaulets, one of them was a high-ranking inspector, while the other was a sergeant.

“Officers, how may I help you?” Richardson asked on behalf of his employer.

The high-ranking inspector was a thin man and had his black hair hidden under his peak cap. His sideburns had a little color as he swept his gaze into the house before warmly saying with a smile, “I’m here for Mr. Dwayne Dantès. There’s a case that involves him and his butler.”

“What is it?” Klein slowly walked to the door. “I’m Dwayne Dantès.”

After introducing himself, he asked politely, “Officers, how may I address you?

“If the matter is a little more complicated and needs more time, why not come to my parlor. We can discuss it over tea.”

The other police officer, the sergeant, was an elegant lady. She was clearly interested in taking up the offer as she looked at the high-ranking inspector, awaiting the decision of her superior.

the other faiths and the prevailing trends of society, they suffered some form of discrimination when it came to promotions and positions. They

inspector smiled and said, “There’s no need for tea, but we need

paused before getting to the main

Dwayne Dantès, do you know a person by the name of William

Royal Museum.” Klein vaguely sensed that some sort of unexpected development had occurred as he asked, “Did something

and said, “He’s dead. He died at

Klein didn’t hide his

just met him, and

he already

and said, “Yes, the cause of death is rather complicated, and we aren’t

as he asked. “He had a female partner when I

William Sikes was still alive. This can be confirmed by the attendants at the hotel because they had

directly. I had lunch, took a nap, and attended lessons. My servants,

to Richardson and said, “Bring

story with a white glove and

two officers questioned the rest of his servants, but they failed

didn’t stay for long, politely bidding him farewell and

appetite wasn’t affected by this matter as he went to the

quickly flew by as he spent the rest of the time reading books and newspapers. Before sleeping, Klein took in the

he asked without turning his head, “What did Walter do

handling various matters. He never

began suspecting if he had been overthinking

exhaled

of the night, Klein’s spirituality was

bed, and arrived by

garden’s trail and arrived by the perimeter walls before flipping

and stern

If he’s not trained, he’s a Low-Sequence Beyonder…” Klein

until he arrived at the manhole which Hazel often used to

skilled at getting into the sewers? Mr. Butler likely hasn’t done it in the past; otherwise, my spirituality would’ve warned me. After all, he’s leaving from my “territory”… It means that before he became my butler, he had performed such actions quite frequently elsewhere… Klein curled his lips, returned to his bedside, and took out a the iron cigar case from

Senor to tail Walter, wanting

hope it doesn’t exceed 100 meters; otherwise, I’ll need to enter the sewers as well… as

to the street lamp beside

saw that Walter turned into a more secluded and dark passage after taking

and said to someone, “Why were you so