Lord of the Mysteries

Wendel wasn’t unfamiliar with murder at all. When he heard that, he wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, he calmly allowed his gaze to wander past the woman at the door and into the room’s interior.

He immediately saw a man lying on the ground. His chest was blood-red.

“Are you sure he’s dead?” Wendel asked calmly.

The young lady in her twenties was at a loss at first. Then, she answered with uncertainty, “Maybe… I don’t know…”

“If there’s still hope, we need to send him to the hospital immediately.” Wendel’s tone was like he was speaking to a patient’s family, not a murderer.

The lady holding the blood dagger subconsciously turned her body and made way.

Wendel took a few steps forward and approached the victim.

He didn’t need to squat down. He swept his gaze and made a judgment based on various signs.

“He is indeed dead.”

The woman in her twenties with messy, flaxen-colored hair didn’t show any obvious change in expression. She looked down at her toes and said, “Call the police.”

“How do I address you?” Wendel had already heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairs.

It was obvious that the attendant or hotel owner came up to check on the commotion after hearing the screams.

“Tracey…” the pure lady with an attitude answered softly.

She then sank into her own world and didn’t say another word.

Wendel was just about to say something when the owner of the hotel who had helped him check in previously had already rushed through the door.

“Goddess!” the elderly man shouted after seeing the situation in the room.

Wendel pressed down with his right hand, gesturing for him to calm down before saying, “Call the police immediately. I’ll stay here and watch.”

His temperament and words exuded a sense of confidence that convinced others. The owner of the hotel didn’t waste any time and immediately turned around and ran downstairs.

As for Wendel, when he first came over to check on the situation, it was just a habit as a gentleman. In fact, he didn’t have the intention to get involved in it. After all, he was still shouldering the mission. However, Miss Tracey’s dazed, detached, and cold attitude induced a sense of pity in him. This was a normal reaction for a man.

He surveyed the area as though he was conversing with the air.

“Killing someone doesn’t imply a harsh punishment. It can be categorized into many kinds of situations.”

Tracey slowly raised her head and cast her gaze at the gentleman.

was an indescribable luster in

at

“He hit you?”

seemed to have some sort of authority, making Tracey, who wanted to remain

looked down at the dagger that was

brought

a little slow as she replied,

your right to self-defense is in line with the law. I can testify to the police that you had an intense argument before it happened and that there was a fight. Clearly, men naturally possess an advantage in this aspect. I’m not

the relationship between the two of you?

recovered a little from that deep,

said with a look of

saying this, a self-deprecating smile

be an ugly woman who blindly chased after money. Not long after I left the grammar school, I became his mistress under his

hotel and let me stay there. I wait for his arrival or for him to summon me

lost interest in this lifestyle, feeling increasingly suppressed as my inferiority complex grew. I wanted to return everything to him and get rid of him completely, but he wasn’t agreeable. He threatened me using all sorts of methods and refused to let me leave him.

one way to leave him, and that was death. Then, he beat me up and took out a dagger. Y-you know what happened after

regretful and pitiful glance at Tracey’s face and said,

Tracey and the deceased were husband and wife, but

blankly and

“Thank you.”

when the police arrived.

police, “Bring her to check on her injuries first

police officers didn’t know why they had to listen to instructions from a witness. In short, they led Tracey and Wendel to a small hospital in

a woman, Wendel and two police officers waited in the corridor of the hospital without entering the

Wendel saw a pregnant woman being sent to the delivery room in a hurry. There seemed to be some

he heard the sound of a baby crying, an announcement of a new life coming to this world. At this moment,

it? Life’s beauty,” Wendel said

the baby’s cries amidst the howling wind and rain, her expression was clearly

had already been wiped clean, making her look very clean

to her senses and nodded at

time, she was no longer

followed her to the police station to

and prepared to take

stormy night, there

convenient enough,” Wendel muttered. He opened the umbrella he had brought with him and made his way back to the Irises

a former Sheriff, he had the memory, in the mystical sense, of the route he had taken before. He wasn’t worried about getting lost in the small

already reduced significantly. However, the strong

Wendel to raise his right hand and block his

was hidden on the inside of

separated from him. For this reason, he had already developed a habit. As long as he

Irises Hotel. At that moment, his top hat and clothes were drenched due to the