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 Evernight Goddess, the Loen police force had plenty of female officers, but due to the other faiths and the prevailing trends of society, they suffered some form of discrimination

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

getting to the main

Dwayne Dantès, do you know a person by

the Royal Museum.” Klein vaguely sensed that some sort of unexpected development had

high-ranking inspector wiped away his smile and said, “He’s

hide his

just met him, and

already

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

about his female partner?” Klein frowned as he asked. “He

his mistress. When she left the hotel, William Sikes was still alive. This can be confirmed by the attendants at the hotel

lunch, took a nap, and attended lessons. My servants, neighbors,

his head to Richardson and

walked down from the second story with a white glove and answered

the rest of his servants,

bidding him farewell and visiting

as he

books and newspapers. Before sleeping, Klein took in

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

handling various matters.

nodded gently without asking further. He began suspecting if he had been

exhaled

the middle of the night, Klein’s

up his brows, left the bed, and arrived by

dim moonlight, a figure carefully passed through the garden’s trail and arrived by the perimeter

and stern brown

his motions are fluid. If he’s not trained, he’s a Low-Sequence Beyonder…” Klein observed the

often used to enter the sewers. He removed the manhole cover, climbed down, and didn’t

so 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,

Senor to tail Walter, wanting to see

doesn’t exceed 100 meters; otherwise, I’ll need to enter the sewers as well… as Klein silently muttered to himself, he returned to the gap in the

connection between different mirrors to jump to the street lamp beside the manhole before passing the manhole to

saw that Walter turned into a more secluded and dark passage after taking ten meters forward. On the

butler stopped and said to someone, “Why were you so