The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 256's

Before leaving the house, Klein tossed a coin to ask if it was worthwhile for him to visit the Bravehearts Bar that day.

After receiving the negative result, he looked around before whispering into the air, "Did someone monitor me today?"

After a few seconds of silence, the delicate voice of Miss Bodyguard suddenly sounded from behind her.

"No."

Klein subconsciously looked back, but he failed to find Miss Guards.

His attention quickly returned to the answer he received because he could not help but laugh in his heart.

MI9 didn't even put me on their suspect list at all!

After making sure that Rosago wasn't looking for me, they completely put me aside.

Should I be honored or humiliated?

It is true that a detective who busies himself looking for cats has no way of being associated with the murder of an ambassador or getting rid of an expert of Order 5 …

Besides, MI9 has been monitoring me for some time. My panic, my helplessness, and my struggle for self-defense were shown to them to behold. It is clear that I cannot inflict heavy harm on the ambassador …

With that in mind, Klein put on half his hat, carried his silver-encrusted black staff, and walked out of 15 Minsk Street. He spent 2 soli for a car rental which took him to Bravehearts Bar on Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge area.

He entered as usual, walked past the drunkards cheering around the boxing ring, and knocked on the table when he came to the bar counter.

"One glass of Southville beer."

The bartender looked at him and muttered, "Kaspars is in Card Room 3."

Klein smiled and gave the man five copper coins a penny.

Then, while carrying a wooden cup and sipping a white, smooth, and frothy Southville beer, he said, he walked around the two most crowded and most crowded stages that smelled the most foul and knocked on the door of Card Room 3.

The Caspars are playing Texas poker with unlimited bets. Piles of cash piled high in front of him, as well as yellow coins piled up in blinding piles.

Looking at Klein's gaze, the black market arms dealer with a large scar on his face moved his big red nose and casually said, "i don't like using chips because it doesn't feel real to me. It's still the texture of the cash and the weight of the coin that got me drunk. It's the same with a fucking woman!"

After finishing that sentence, the Kaspars frowned slightly.

"What are you doing here again?"

Klein did not answer directly, but he gestured with his mouth to speak outside.

"Damn it! I'll clean it with this hand! Nonsense, I'll fold!" Kaspars threw the two cards in front of him into the middle of the table, then he limped to the door and said to Klein, "You better have a good reason!"

After leaving the card room and coming to the corner, Klein said in a stifled voice, "I wonder when the last meeting will be held, like the last one."

The Kaspars looked at him suspiciously. "Didn't you make a deal with Maric?"

"It's not about hiring a bodyguard. About that, heh heh, you know, I became very interested." Klein was telling the truth.

Kaspars hesitated and then said, "There will be a meeting tonight. The organizer is the same person as last time, but you will have to wait more than half an hour.I will tell them first.you showed your reputation last time, time, so I don't think there's gonna be too much trouble."

"No problem, I'll pay you." Klein touched the banknote in his pocket.

"You only have to pay 1 pound this time." Kaspars acted as if he was very generous.

"It's worth it" Klein said as the corners of his lips curved up.

After paying the Kaspars, he found a seat and sat down, drank a rich malt-scented Southville beer and enjoyed the competition in the ring.

"I can defeat and knock them down at the same time .." Klein quickly came to this conclusion.

After about ten minutes, the Kaspars returned to the bar, looked around, and said in a low voice, "They agreed."

"We'll be heading there after half an hour. Holy Lord of Storms, I hope you don't forget that mask."

Klein gave a positive answer.

He slowed his drinking as he started sipping, and he took half an hour to spend 500 ml of Southville beer.

It was the same path they took as the previous time, and it was the same house without light. Klein wore an iron mask that only covered half of his face, and he saw the Kaspars knocking on the door rhythmically.

The rhythm is different than before. The beats changed the entire time .. Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw a small board of doors open and a pair of eyes peek out.

After the indistinguishable process like before, he wore a hooded robe and hid his entire face behind a shadow.

It was still the same living room, with candles flickering in dim light. Klein randomly found a seat and sat quietly.

But unlike before, he no longer felt depressed or tense; instead, he casually looked around.

The cold wind blowing at the back of her neck made her sure that Miss Guards had followed her without anyone noticing.

As expected, there were no Sequence 5 experts in this meeting. There might not even be a Sequence 6, Klein thought.

After listening to the conversation for a while, he saw the round-faced Pharmacist change his posture as if he wanted to speak.

"The beast is still rampant."

Black Snake dead? Klein was shocked to hear the news.

The Black Snake was the one who had sold the remains of the Listener, allowing him to "successfully" create the Language of Impurity. It is believed that he was from the Aurora Order.

His strength was not low at all; however, he actually died doing a simple mission to clean up the ferocious beasts in the sewer. He suddenly thought of something—

When he found Zreal's body, he heard a bang deep in the gutter.

By the time he led Ian there, Zreal's body parts had been eaten by a strange beast.

It was under Iron Carbon Street in the East Borough, quite far from the Backlund Bridge area, and I wonder if there was any connection.

The news of Black Snake's death quickly spread throughout the dark room, attracting the mutters of many. Fear spread through them, as if they had experienced it themselves.

The pharmacist clapped his hands and said, "So, what should I do?"

The whispers suddenly disappeared, and a frozen silence filled the room.

As the Pharmacist had suggested to him without fear of offending him, Klein thought for a moment and said, "If I were you, I would give up on the rest of the potion and never go there again."

"Why? They would soon become adults, and the savage beasts hiding in the depths of the sewers would usually not come out," the Pharmacist asked hesitantly.

Klein deliberately said in a hoarse voice, "The Black Snake seems to have an organization backing it. His death will definitely lead to an investigation. I'm sure you don't want to interact with them, do you?"

Having the remains of the Hearers does not mean that the Black Snake is a member of the Order of Aurora, with reference to the True Creator as a "great being", this has been confirmed.

Moreover, he would rather believe that this was the case than hope for coincidence.

"Yes." Yeah." The apothecary nodded slightly, seemingly having made up his mind.

Klein added, "If I were you, I would even anonymously report this matter to the police."

"What?" Many members of the society exclaimed.

Klein explained without a change of tone, "Since the ferocious beasts in the gutter can kill Black Snakes, it means they are extremely dangerous. And since everyone lives in Backlund, if it really caused a major disaster, it's hard to guarantee that we won't get involved.

“Therefore, the best option is to attract the attention of the police and let the authorities deal with the matter.

"We can enjoy good results without any risk. Isn't that nice?"

As he finished his sentence, the old man, the Eye of Wisdom clapped.

"A good idea! We are afraid of the official Beyonders, but also, we can take advantage of them. We don't have to handle everything ourselves."

It was because I was the official Beyonder, so my way of thinking would definitely be different from a pure savage like you. Klein smiled as he sneered.

After speaking, he became an observer again, listening to people peddling or asking for items. As he looked at the deals that worked or failed, he found nothing of interest.

He temporarily did not announce the Beyonder ingredients he needed, planning to observe the Beyonder circle a few more times.

The seconds turned into minutes and finally, the Eye of Wisdom arranged for people to leave every three minutes.

Klein was the first to leave before, so he had no idea what happened next. Now, he noticed that there were at least five exits. The Wisdom Eye Officers would lead different people into different hallways, trying their best to separate them and spend time.

After more than half an hour, there were only three meeting members left. Other than the Eye of Wisdom, the other two were Klein and the suspect Pharmacist.

The Eye of Wisdom looked at Klein and laughed with her aged voice.

"You seem lucky enough."

He recognized me as the man who had bought such an unpleasant item from Black Snake. "Yes, my bet paid off."

Hearing their conversation, the Pharmacist widened his eyes as he examined Klein. After a long time, he finally said, "Do you have another mystical charm that affects luck? I've already considered you a dead man."

Klein wisely replied, "Maybe I'm lucky enough myself."

Actually, he did want such an item.

The Eye of Wisdom sighed and said, "Young man, don't always bet on your luck, especially on things like this. Even if you have won many times in the past, just one defeat will destroy you forever."

"I knew. That's why I came to this meeting to see if I could buy any useful items. Heh, I can be considered the same as all of you right now," Klein said, looking ordinary.

"Yes?" The apothecary sighed excessively. "I should have listened to my teacher!"

Teacher ... He seems to be a suspected Pharmacist .. The Pharmacist Path is controlled by the Mother Earth Church and the School of Life Thought .. The School of Life Thought bequeathed their teachings through mentoring … klein's heart skipped a beat and asked curiously, "Why are you saying that?"

The apothecary sighed and said, "My teacher told me to choose a path that would make one lucky enough, but in the end, I am still a medicine maker. As a result, I have not been able to find the next batch of medicine.the potion for this sequence for two whole years. I envy your luck."

Make someone lucky enough... It is very similar to the Sequence Path for Monsters... He really is from Life School of Thought... Klein smiled and said, “What is your reason for choosing him?”

The apothecary suddenly straightened his back and said, "This is the man's choice!

"After learning that I can concoct medicine to improve my abilities in that field, I chose this path without hesitation!"