Lord of the Mysteries

Without the high tea session, Klein decided to pray at Saint Samuel Cathedral, so as to show his devoutness.

Of course, he didn’t forget to stop and admire the white pigeons on the square, allowing himself to appear leisurely and calm.

He entered the cathedral, passing through the murals that were illuminated by the sun from high above and arriving at a dark and deep prayer hall.

This place wasn’t as gorgeously decorated like the other Churches that had all kinds of dazzling elegant taste that produced a visual impact. Instead, it was mild and peaceful, allowing one to feel a natural sense of tranquility. As for the pure light that resembled twinkling stars up ahead, they were filled with the intense solemnity of holiness.

Klein removed his hat and handed it to Richardson along with his cane. Then, he walked down the aisle.

At this moment, two figures stood up in the front pew and turned towards the entrance. One of them was the black-haired, green-eyed Leonard Mitchell who looked suave with his untidy hair.

Almost at the same moment, Leonard Mitchell also saw the middle-aged man with the white sideburns and deep blue eyes.

Dwayne Dantès… He tensed up momentarily as his body showed signs of indiscernible stiffness.

Klein gave Leonard a side look as he nodded with a smile. He had a friendly and casual expression.

“…”

Leonard forced a smile as he nodded in a slightly sluggish manner.

Following that, he turned to the side, made way, and brushed shoulders with Dwayne Dantès.

This made Klein see who the person was behind him. It was also someone he knew—Daly who was wearing a spirit medium’s black robe.

This lady still wore blue eyeshadow and blush, presenting quite an uncanny sense of beauty.

Daly glanced at the middle-aged gentleman when her expression suddenly went adrift. She retracted her gaze as she silently approached the exit.

No way, I was just mimicking Captain’s profound eyes. Even the color is different, yet Ma’am Daly could still find it familiar? A woman’s intuition is truly terrifying… Klein had a vague guess when he noticed Daly’s brief abnormality.

ago, as an insensitive man, he believed that Ma’am Daly was secretly in love with Captain; otherwise, she wouldn’t have endured the risk to rush to Tingen to get Klein to find

distinguish reality from a dream. His bad memory was rather pronounced, and he

whenever Captain mentioned these matters, he would occasionally add that he spent nine years going from Midnight Poet to Nightmare… C-could it be that he was feeling a little inferior when facing Ma’am Daly? Inferior… Klein recalled

that he didn’t really understand Dunn Smith. He didn’t understand how

to be very open and doesn’t care about marriage… Klein silently sighed and reined in his thoughts. He found

had recovered as he gathered with the other Red Gloves teammates

time is to use the various clues discovered from the explosion of the Black Skeleton Gang’s headquarters to find all the formal members

a Beyonder from the Corpse Collector pathway. She knows quite a bit about the Numinous

…

entered above the gray fog.

that she needs to reserve a hotel room before Friday night. It’s best that it’s far from the place where Mr. X

spellbook ahead of time. I need to make certain

Friday night, she needs to stop her friend who participates in Mr. X’s gathering and also present to me that

there’s anything else, I’ll inform

days left before the assassination attempt on Mr. X, Klein undoubtedly needed to prepare ahead of time. And there were many things that needed preparation. Dwayne

a participant in Mr. X’s gathering. He would enter directly with

he had in engaging in combat and controlling his marionette, Klein had a feeling that a

necessary, a Marionettist had to avoid engaging

and servants and secretly head to East Borough… Of course, on the contrary, it can also create an alibi, but the problem is, what method should

using his identity as Hero Bandit Black Emperor to carry out the operation, but doing so would cause him to lose the ability

a part of this, allowing me to possess him or her… That wouldn’t do either. First, it will expose some of the Tarot Club’s secrets, and second, Mr. X might have the means to discover a Wraith. Of course, traces of this can be concealed using a series of seals with a gold coin, the Paper Angel, or the iron cigar case…

Feigning sickness!

on the door? A Magician’s Illusion Creation can only fool the eyes. It isn’t some artificial intelligence… Artificial intelligence… Right, I can fix the illusion onto a mirror, letting it look like Dwayne Dantès. Then, I’ll get Arrodes to

can be quite useful at times… After a poignant comment, Klein returned to the real world. He

as he finished his final stroke, the room’s lighting dimmed suddenly. The full-body mirror first turned deep black before silver light surfaced.

loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, heard your summoning.

something new every time… Klein shook

“No.”

Master. You can ask your question.” Words neatly appeared on the

“I plan on eliminating the Aurora