The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 106's

After eight o'clock at night, in Moretti's family dining room.

As he looked at the shallow soup left in the bowl, Benson raised his hand to cover his mouth to burp in satisfaction.

"Although it was the third time we ate it, I still felt it was delicious. The sour and sweet taste of tomatoes and the chewy texture of the bovine tails blend into a perfect and unique flavor. Klein, I'm sorry that the Blackthorn Security Company caused Tingen City to lose such an amazing chef."

Melissa leaned back in her chair and nodded in agreement in silence.

"It's because you haven't tried actual cooking." Klein smiled humbly. "If we have a chance in the future, let's go to Bonaparte Restaurant on Howes Street for some authentic, Intis cuisine, and also to Coastline Restaurant in the Golden Indus region for some southern dishes."

This is a restaurant that is always covered in newspapers, where the average cost per person is about one and a half pounds.

"I prefer your cooking," Melissa replied without hesitation.

Benson chuckled and changed the subject.

"But I finally felt there was less to it than tomato oxtail soup. Maybe, can't be eaten with bread?"

Klein nodded in agreement.

"It's best equipped with rice."

"Nasi.." muttered Melissa with an expression of longing.

Tingen, located in the north, is not considered a big city. In addition to certain restaurants, it is difficult to have the opportunity to eat rice.

For Benson and Melissa, this kind of food was only in the description of newspapers and textbooks.

Seeing his sister's expression, Klein laughed.

"Wait until we save another six months' salary, and we'll find the opportunity to go on a vacation to Desi Bay and try the delicious food there."

Desi Bay is located at the southern end of the Loen Kingdom, and a third belongs to the Feynapotter Kingdom. It has a lot of sunshine and beautiful scenery, and the paella there is very famous.

Before Melissa could express her opinion on saving, Klein said, "In three more months, I should get another raise. At that time, we were actually able to fulfill our desire to travel as well as save money on necessities."

"Why?" Benson and Melissa's attention was diverted as expected.

Klein coughed lightly and smiled as he explained, "Because of my professionalism, the police department that has always cooperated with our company intends to hire me as their part-time history consultant. They'll pay me extra, at least two pounds a week. If you see me in a police uniform in the future and show the appropriate police documentation, please do not be surprised.

"Of course, as you know, the efficiency of work in government departments is as slow as a ninety-year-old woman. They still had to go through a long procedure, and they had to do a thorough examination of me. Therefore, on my days off for the next two months, I would often go to Khoy University to meet my mentor and the teaching staff I knew to learn more."

Looking at the shocked expressions in the eyes of his brother and sister, he stopped and said with a strange expression, "As Emperor Roselle said, 'Someone is never too old to learn.'"

Benson maintained a few seconds of silence before saying half-self-deprecatingly and half-emotionally, "Is it too late for me to apply to university? Knowledge is truly wealth."

And also strength. Klein added in silence.

"Benson, you need Klein's grammar book and his classic literary textbook," Melissa said suddenly, stealing words from Klein's mouth.

Benson's expression changed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Klein, give me those books tonight.

"Even if all they did was put me to sleep, I was determined to read it for an hour, not a— an hour and a half a day.

"I swear on the Goddess! If I can't do it, I'll be a curly-haired baboon!"

A smile immediately flashed on Klein's face.

"No problem."

…

The next morning, Klein hung his coat and hat on a clothes rack in the dugout. Then he followed Rozanne's instructions and walked into the basement to the guard room outside Chanis Gate.

Captain Dunn and members Frye, Seeka, Royale, Leonard, and Kenley were all there.

As his gray eyes glanced past the newly promoted Nighthawk, Dunn smiled and said, "We hold regular meetings every Thursday to summarize past missions and discuss various challenges."

I am a man who has endured the test of many regular encounters as well. Klein scoffs. He found a seat and joked, "Do I need to introduce myself?"

Dunn smiled and turned to look at Kenley.

"Tell me briefly about the investigation of Sirius Arapis."

Kenley was also a Nighthawk who had been promoted from civilian staff members. He was not very tall, his brown hair was quite thick, his body size was average, his muscles were very tight, and he looked like someone who was smart and capable.

He thought and said, "With the help of Old Neil, we found Sirius' secret hideout. There were many books and items on the scene. From them, we can confirm that Sirius is one of the underground members of a secret organization, the Order of Aurora. He is also a Secret Petitioner.

"There is enough evidence to show that he and Hanass Vincent sold the Antigonus family notebook to Welch. Those who don't remember Welch can ask Klein about him.

“We found valuables, including three Sequence potion formulas, namely Sequence 9 Seer, Sequence 8 Apprentice, and Sequence 8 Clown …

"The next task is to use Sirius's social circle and the letters we found to find other members of the Aurora Order's outer circle. The focus of our search will be on heretics who have infiltrated the police department.

"Also, the people related to Hanass need to be re-investigated."

“As you heard just now, we have obtained the formula of the Clown potion, but cannot determine if it is genuine. We have to wait for the Holy Cathedral to give us feedback.

"In missions related to the Aurora Order, you have made an important contribution. Plus, considering that you shot a member of the Secret Order, it won't be long until you earn enough contributions to promote. But, I have to remind you that not everyone is like Daly. You have to suppress your desires and wait for three years. To avoid losing control, you cannot let your mindset be affected by the discovery of our Clown herb formula."

Captain, you don't understand how miraculous it is to 'act' .. I have confirmed the authenticity of the Clown herb formula using the prophecy over the gray fog last night.

"I'll hold back my emotions."

Then Seeka Tron, the quiet Midnight Poet with white hair and black eyes, said, "We still haven't found any clues about Tris's instigator. I suspect she's already escaped from Tingen."

…

After they finished exchanging new information, Klein left the task room and found Old Neil to continue his mysticism lessons. In the afternoon, he went to his combat teacher, Gawain, to perform basic strength, endurance, and overall coordination exercises.

…

With the sun still up and bright at five o'clock.

Klein took off his training costume, took a quick shower, and changed his original clothes. He then took an angkot to Besik Street.

He did not forget the red chimney he saw in his dream prophecy, nor did he forget the man he suspected of being a member of the Psychological Alchemist who had bought additional ingredients for the Audience potion in the underground market. These things would be troublesome to investigate in his role as Nighthawk.

"Number 27. Private Detective Company Henry." Klein found the private detective company according to the newspaper description. Said to be trustworthy.

He put on a mask, took down his hat, and raised his collar. He walked up the stairs and came to the company on the second floor.

Knock it! Knock it! Knock it! He knocked on the half-closed door.

"Please come in" said a voice that seemed to have been hit by sputum.

Klein raised his staff and pushed the door to enter. He saw the detective company using an almost open layout. There were four employees sitting in their respective seats that were partitioned into small cubicles.

"Hi, I'm Detective Henry. Can I help you?" a man in a white shirt and a black vest greeted him.

He held a cigarette pipe in his hand, and he had protruding jaws, knife-like eyebrows, and dark blue eyes that measured his client.

Klein used the collar of his jacket to cover half of his face as he spoke.

"I have two things to entrust to you. How's your fare?"

"It depends on the difficulty of the task." Detective Henry turned his gaze and pointed towards the sofa in the living room. "Let's talk there."

Klein followed her to the semi-partition area and sat on the one-seat sofa. He did not take off his coat, nor did he take off his hat and mask.

He deliberately made his voice hoarse and said, "First, I want you to help me find a house with a chimney that looks like this, as well as information about who the current owners and tenants are."

As he spoke, he took out a neatly folded paper. When he opened it, there was a chimney with a record of its color and the surrounding scenery.

This was the image Klein completed using the uniqueness of the area above the gray fog and the method of praying to himself.

"Really a good picture .." Detective Henry complimented involuntarily. He then knitted his brows and said, "It's not complicated but it's very boring. It will take a long time and a lot of labor."

"i understand." Klein nodded lightly.

Detective Henry pondered for a moment and said, "Seven pounds. The price for this job is seven pounds. Besides, you should give me at least two weeks."

"alright. Second, help me find this man and find out his identity. The only thing I know is that he occasionally appears in the Evil Dragon Bar near the port region. And he can't detect the person you sent. He's very sensitive and he has frightening observation skills." Klein took out a second portrait.

He intended to get in touch with the members of the Psychological Alchemist to see if he could find any valuable information and materials. For example, maybe a formula that can be exchanged for Justice?

"Three pounds, such a mission would cost about three or four pounds. Your outstanding drawing skills will help my assistant and I save time" Detective Henry skillfully replied.

"Totally ten pounds?" Klein found the price disappointing.

Detective Henry puffed his pipe and said, "Yes, and you have to deposit two pounds. When there is progress, you have to pay three to five more pounds. The rest of the payment can be made when the mission is completed."

"Then I'll come over next week to check on your progress." Klein did not bid a price to prevent the observant detective from remembering his characteristics.

After they signed the standard contract, he took out two pieces of one-pound banknotes and handed them to the detective. He only had one pound and seventeen solis left from his savings.

As Detective Henry looked at the man wearing a gauze mask and a black jacket with his collar raised in haste, he had a suspicious look in his eyes as he sucked his pipe.

Why was he looking for a house that had such a chimney?

He must be an artist, or at least a professional sketch artist.

…

In the afternoon, in the luxurious mansion of Viscount Glaint.

Audrey, with her servant behind her, followed the etiquette and handed her hand to the host. He looked at her while giving a quick peck at her hand.

"Your beauty accentuates my salon," Glaint first gave her the usual compliments. Then, he lowered his voice and said, "The woman is already here. He's a Beyonder and also a writer."