The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Lord Of The Mysteries
Chapter 122



2 Daffodil Road. Inside the living room painted with a twilight luster.


Klein stood in front of the oriel window as he told Frye and Leonard.


"My forecast reveals something. I saw a two-storey grayish-blue building in my dream. The windows on the first floor were tightly shut, and the curtains were drawn. Surrounded by a few meters of brown soil with no greenery or any flowers, it also has a very gloomy garden, as you find in horror stories.


"The only characteristic that can be used to identify it is a nearby river, a rather wide river.


"Maybe the Tussock River or the Khoy River. We can only know it through the process of elimination. I hope we can be on time."


The Tussock River is the largest river in the Loen Kingdom, descending from the northwest where Mount Mirminsk is located. It flows southeast, passing through Midseashire, Awwa County, and then through the capital, Backlund, and into the sea near Pritz Harbor.


The locations where he met in Tingen City included the southwest corner of the Western Borough and the harbor in the South Borough. The source of the Khoy River comes from Mount York north as it passes through the university district in the East Borough and locally joins the Tussock River.


It was the two main rivers around Tingen. The rest could only be considered rivers, and none of them had a vast water surface.


Upon hearing Klein's description, the pale and cold Frye nodded in agreement.


Since there were no other clues, the process of elimination was the only efficient method!


Just then, Leonard smiled and said, "Maybe we can narrow down the possible location of the target."


"How do we narrow down the possibilities?" Klein frowned and asked in response when he looked at the silver wine leaf pocket watch.


Leonard laughs.


"A criminal with a plan and a purpose will choose a target somewhere far from the location of his altar. This is the result of their natural instinct—to be safe.


"Only when there were not many people who would soon die left in an area far from his altar would he consider a closer target.


“So, we should read the information again, excluding areas where the number of death incidents increased rapidly above the average standard.


Klein's eyes sparkled when he heard that.


"A brilliant guess!"


At the same time, he sighed inwardly, I truly have no talent for being a detective!


Frye nodded and picked up the documents on the coffee table and started reading them again.


After a few minutes, he deepened his hoarse voice and said, "There really is such a territory, and there is only one possibility."


"Which area?" Klein asked.


Frye gave a thick stack of information to Leonard who was next to him. He pursed his thin lips and said, "West Borough."


This is the West Borough? Klein clenched his fists and immediately suggested,


"Then let's look in the southwestern area of West Borough. The area is not big!"


"I agree," Leonard echoed as he waved the paper in his hand as a sign of agreement, as if he was not the one who suggested narrowing down the scope of their search.



The two-wheeled carriage slowly drove along the muddy road. Beside them, the red and orange glow of the setting sun reflected off a vast river dyed with the twilight glow of the setting sun.


Klein and Frye looked out the window from both sides of the carriage, inspecting one house after another. They were looking for a grayish-blue house with a dilapidated garden. If possible, they will notice if the curtains on the first floor are drawn.


Leonard casually sat in his original spot, leaning against the wall of the train while humming a popular local song.


A dim view flashed by, and Klein saw the two-story building in a grayish-blue from the corner of his eyes


In front of the building was a gloomy garden that looked like ruins.


"Finded him!" Klein said while suppressing his voice.


Before he finished his sentence, Frye and Leonard approached to look out the window. There was hardly any space between them.


As the carriage approached the building, a dark curtain drawn on the first floor appeared before the eyes of the three Nighthawks.


Klein did not even need to guess whether they had the right building; he was completely convinced that it was the building he had seen in his dream. That's where the evil altar was set up!


None of them stopped the train, but let the driver of the train continue to drive forward. They passed their target and continued to move away from it, as if they were just passing by.


When they could no longer see the building as they turned around, Leonard told the driver to stop the train.


"Klein, return to Zouteland Road with this train and tell the Captain to come here for help." Leonard flicked his finger and grinned at his teammate.


Does he think of me as a rookie and that I shouldn't be involved in such a dangerous mission? This man was still a good man. Klein was stunned when he realized what Leonard meant.


Frey agreed.


"You've just started combat training and your job is a supporting role."


I know, and someone who can kill so many to hold a ritual is not an easy opponent. Only the Captain could make this situation less frightening.Klein took a breath and agreed rationally.


"Don't worry, I really appreciate my life. Until the Captain arrives, we'll just be on our guard, and we won't come any closer." Leonard smiles.


Frye did not say anything but just took her suitcase.


Klein was silent for a moment, he then took out a penny of copper and said, "Let me be divine once for you."


He shouted, "What will happen here will produce good results." He flipped the coin at the same time his eyes darkened.


Damnit damnit!


The coin soared into the air, then landed firmly on Klein's palm.


Klein looked and saw it was the King's head. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.


"It's just an opaque symbol, so there's another interpretation. The most important thing is to be careful and careful at all times" he explained to Frye and Leonard as an Astrologer would.


Leonard has turned around. He waved and jumped off the train.


"Secerewet my eighty-year-old grandmother…"


Frye nodded seriously and went down with his suitcase.


Seeing his two teammates heading towards the target building, Klein touched the gun in his armpit holster and told the driver, "Zouteland Street."


The driver, who had been hired by the hour, did not mind but let the horse continue the journey.



36 Zouteland Road.


When Klein entered the Blackthorn Security Company, Rozanne, Lady Orianna, and the others had already returned home from work. Incredibly quiet and dim.


Dunn was sitting on the sofa in the living room. The gas lamp did not light up, and he seemed to be fused with the darkness in his black jacket.


"Find clues?" Klein, who was looking for the Captain, was startled by Dunn's heavy voice.


Klein quickly turned around and looked into Dunn's gray eyes as he said, "Yes, we …"


He quickly tells her about Leonard's bold hypothesis, his confirmation through divination, and the subsequent discovery of the house.


As for Leonard's confidence and the uniqueness that Leonard had discussed, it wasn't important and definitely not worth mentioning.


Dunn cuts from time to time. When the briefing ended, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.


As he was about to head down the stairs, he turned around and said, "I almost forgot; you stay here just in case there is an emergency here."


"Good." Klein nodded solemnly.


At that time, other than Kenley who was in charge of guarding the Chanis Gate, the other Nighthawks were busy in the field.


Dunn Smith ran down a few steps and suddenly stopped. As he put on his hat, he yelled at Klein through the door, "Key the door and follow me. Heh, we don't need you to join the battle. First, you can feel the atmosphere, and second, we may need the help of ritual magic during the last search or inspection. Remember, until everything is done, you should be at least fifty meters away.You can't get close to the building!"


Klein was stunned and nodded firmly.


"Good!"



The sun set below the horizon, and the surging Tussock River turned eerie and dark.


The dark clouds obscured the red moon, making the two-storey, grayish-blue building look like a monster hidden behind shadows.


The park in front of the building was very quiet. It was as if it did not have any insects, or any other life forms.


Klein looked at the scene from a distance, his palms were sweating and his body was shivering.


He felt that there were many terrible things hidden, waiting, and hungry for a bloody feast.


He sees Dunn, Leonard, and Frye moving cautiously towards the target building, fusing with the darkness.



On the second floor of the grayish-blue building, in the bedroom without lights.


A gentle and sweet young girl with a round face sat in front of her dressing table, looking at her face closely after the complicated skin care routine she had just completed.


There was a silver mirror next to his right hand, its surface rough, it could barely reflect the figure.


Suddenly, a stream of blood seeped out from the mirror.


Trissy's gentle and sweet-looking expression suddenly became grim. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out in silence.