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.

trends of society, they suffered some form of discrimination when it came to promotions and positions. They mostly did clerical

“There’s no need for tea, but we need to question your

before getting to the

do you know a person by the name of

Klein vaguely sensed that some sort of unexpected development had occurred as he

away his smile and said, “He’s dead. He died at a hotel near the

didn’t hide his puzzlement and

just met him,

already

the cause of death is rather

asked. “He had a female partner when I

Sikes was still alive. This can be confirmed by the attendants at the hotel because they had later sent him red wine.” The

took a nap, and attended lessons. My servants, neighbors, and literary appreciation teacher can prove that,”

to Richardson and said, “Bring Walter

from the second story with a white

the two officers questioned the rest

didn’t stay for long, politely bidding

affected by this matter as he went to the

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

without turning his head, “What did Walter do in

handling various matters. He never left,” Richardson answered

further. He began suspecting if he

slowly exhaled before

of the night, Klein’s

pricked up his brows, left the bed, and arrived by the window. He

a figure carefully passed through the garden’s

forehead with raven-black hair and stern brown eyes. He was none

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

saw Walter’s shadows follow the streets until he arrived at the manhole which Hazel often used to enter the sewers. He removed the manhole

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

tail Walter, wanting to see what he was up

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

immediately used the mysterious connection between different mirrors to jump to the street lamp beside

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

said to someone, “Why were you