The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 118's

Time passed and Tingen said goodbye at the end of the summer. Temperatures range between twenty-six and twenty-seven degrees Celsius.

Whooshing sound!

Klein stood up from the bathtub and stepped forward, sending water droplets onto the floor.

He stood there naked, staring at his stomach. He flexed and saw a prominent muscle line appear.

It was the result of his daily training. In addition, he appeared much more energetic.

And only today, his combat teacher, Gawain began teaching him basic footwork for punching and techniques for providing strength.

Knocks. Knocks. Knocks. Klein stomped on the floor barefoot in the bathroom, either sliding forward or backward before dodging to the right and swinging his fists as he made a defensive move.

Phew. He stopped and breathed happily. He picked up the towel next to her and wiped himself.

After being in contact with Daxter Guderian, the doctor at the mental hospital, Klein seemed to escape from the coincidence for two whole weeks. Without a constant barrage of supernatural incidents, his life becomes stable. He received his salary on time, researched mysticism in depth, practiced his shooting and fighting skills, developed new cooking recipes, slowly collected decent equipment and decorations with Benson and Melissa, and, ask his teammates about supernatural cases in the past, foreseeable for people who come to the club, and strictly follow the principles he finds.

It makes him more stable. If it wasn't for the late nights where he still missed Earth, the red chimney that hadn't been revealed, or the image of the Puppet Kain of Misfortune that still appeared in his dreams every once in a while, he must have gotten used to his current state of being alive and thought about it affectionately.

During that time, three Tarot Club Gatherings were held, but Klein did not receive a new page from Roselle's diary. However, according to Justice's explanation, she has known two Beyonders and she is in contact with them consistently. When she walked into their circle of acquaintances, it was likely that she could trade more pages of Roselle's diary.

The Hanged man also stated that he had returned to the mainland and was dealing with some matters. He would start looking for more as soon as he had more free time.

In addition, Justice feels that the two Beyonders she knows are potential targets to join the Gathering. They both have a decent identity as a cover, with specific but distinct information channels, as well as unique principles and characteristics. They are not the type of people who will sell secrets. The only problem was that they were only Sequence 9 Beyonders, which was not very suitable for a top-class secret organization like the Tarot Club.

Top-class secret organization? It sounded more like a pyramid scheme .. Klein only sighed heavily to cover up the fact that he was at a loss for words to answer Miss Justice's satisfaction. He could only agree to observe the two Beyonders further.

Of course, Justice is not the innocent and romantic girl from before. He maintained his vigilance and never mentioned the names and nature of the two Beyonders. He was afraid The Hanged Man would be able to identify himself through it.

Miss Justice said that she clearly felt the signs of the potion being digested. He might need another three to four weeks until he finished his acting as a Spectator. The scheduled acquisition of the Telepathic formula had to be advanced .. Klein threw away the towel he used to dry himself and put on his clothes as he thought of the Tarot Club from the previous day.

In the past twenty days, he had only met Daxter Guderian once. He had a hasty idea of making trash, so he just chatted about the state of the doctor and asked insignificant things about Alchemist Psychology.

Given the speed at which Justice was digesting the potion, he had no choice but to start thinking about how to obtain the Sequence 8 Telepathist formula from Daxter earlier.

Klein buttoned his shirt and took another dry towel to wrap his head to absorb the water in his hair.

Compared to Justice, he digested the Seer potion faster than expected. By this week, the voices he should not have heard and things he should not have seen had disappeared while performing Cogitation or Spirit Vision.

Flipping the towel, Klein dried his hair again. He lifted his head to look at the door and muttered to himself, "The Seer Principles I found are really efficient. Next week ... I should be able to digest the potion completely next week. get one adult Hornacis grey mountain goat horn and a full human-faced rose stalk needed by the Clown formula..Maybe I be able to do as Lady Daly did and send you a special application? But it will definitely attract higher attention, and I want to develop at my own pace. Believers from the Aurora Order in the police department were also found, but I have yet to discover who this Mr. Z is …

"Henry said that he will complete the red chimney task before the end of the week. My personal savings had returned to a little over seven pounds, so at least I didn't have to worry about making the final payment …

"Some of the information about the house and the tenant he had provided earlier did not seem to have any abnormalities, but I did not have time to investigate them one by one …

"Maybe I can see which red chimney house got a new tenant recently?

"Hmm, that's one way to look at it."

…

Sitting still for half a minute, she wore black trousers, a bow tie, and an underarm glove. He then took his sweaty knight training shirt off the floor and threw it into the laundry basket. He opened the door and came out of the bathroom. He had just finished his combat training Wednesday afternoon, and he was still in Gawain's place.

"Hello, Mr. Moretti." Gawain's servant happened to pass by, and he quickly bowed.

Klein slightly nodded and pointed to the messy bathroom.

"Can you clean this up, please?"

"Of course, sir. The clothes will be taken care of by the laundry waiter. He'll be here at six." The female servant lowered her head as she replied.

Laundry maids do not have accommodation or food included, so they are not employed by just one household. They are usually contracted to handle the laundry of some households. Either they rush every day, wash the clothes of one house before going to the next, or they will collect all the clothes from different households and take care of everything at the same time, before sending it all back. Only then could they barely make a living.

Klein did not say much but returned to the living room to say goodbye to the owner who was sitting in the rocking chair.

He saw Gawain nodding lethargicly, a light brown blanket covering his legs and Afternoon Awwa News in his hands.

Klein knew for sure that the man bathing in the sunset was in his early fifties, but his lethargy made him seem like he was already in his eighties.

From his demonstration, Guru Gawain's strength was still quite terrifying, and his pace was also quick.I don't think it would be a problem for him to fight the three of me. He got paid from the police station, and he also bought a plot of land in a village in the suburbs of Tingen that provided a fixed lease.He hired a chef, a waitress, and a laundry girl.In the Foodaholic Empire on Earth, he hired a chef, a man in his fifties with such wealth would travel the world …

Klein looked away from Gawain and shook his head. Then, he went to the clothes rack to take off his hat and black jacket.

After he tidied himself up, he picked up his cane and walked out of the house. He walked along the stone path covered in weeds towards the gate.

Just then, he saw that there was a two-wheeled carriage stopped outside the metal fence, and there was a man with a familiar face standing next to him.

"Leonard?" Klein muttered, looking suspiciously at his messy-haired Nighthawks teammate.

Leonard wore a white shirt, black trousers, and leather boots without buttons as he twisted the hat in his hand. When he saw Klein coming out of the house, he smiled and asked, "Are you surprised?"

Just a surprise, with no joy .. Klein ignored Leonard's inappropriate behavior and looked into the fake poet's green eyes.

"What's going on?"

Leonard put on his hat and said, "The captain wants you to work with me and Frye. Let's talk about this on the street."

"Good." Klein followed him into the car.

As the scenery outside the carriage flashed past, Leonard picked up the document bag by his side and threw it at Klein.

Klein caught it steadily and took out a document. Then he began to read carefully.

"On August 11, 11pm, at a work house in West Borough, a bankrupt Salus tried to set fires to cause tragedy. But in the end, he only managed to burn himself to death …"

"11 August, 10 nights, port worker Zid jumped into the Tussock River and ended his poor life …"

"On August 11th, at 8pm, on Iron Cross Road Down, Bu Lauwis who made a living selling matchboxes died of sudden illness …"

…

Klein was confused as he read the first two incidents. He found a very ordinary and ordinary death. Not only was it supposed to be under the Nighthawks' attention, even the police would avoid wasting resources to search for such an obvious cause of death.

However, as he read the list, he slowly furrowed his brows.

After two pages, he suddenly lifted his head and looked at Leonard.

"Isn't this too much?"

When the number of ordinary deaths reached a staggering number, it was hard to call it normal.

For once, Leonard nodded seriously and said, "The number of death incidents in the past two weeks is five times the normal figure.

"When Tingen Police headquarters created a data tabulation, they realized the problem and quickly handed it over to us, as well as the Mandate Punisher and Hivemind Machine.

"Although this incident of death seemed normal during the initial investigation, the Captain believes we should investigate it once again. It may require the help of divination or ritual magic."

Klein said with an enlightened expression, "I understand."

Leonard flicked his finger and said, "You, me, and Frye are on a team. He's waiting for us down Iron Cross Street. Seeka, Royale, and Old Neil are on another team, investigating a related incident in North Borough. The captain stayed at the security company to respond to any emergency."

"okay." Klein nodded solemnly and suddenly thought of something. He quickly asked, "Can I stop by my place and leave a message?"

She had to tell her brother and sister that she could not have dinner at home because something had come up.

Leonard laughs.

"No problem, it's on its way."

With that, Klein calmed down and reread the death incident, intending to find a connection among the various names, times, and causes of death.

Then, he suddenly realized something.

Is this my first group mission after becoming a Nighthawk?