The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 340

N-can't you make it difficult for me? Upon hearing Aaron's request, Klein almost drew a red moon on his chest, but he ended up holding back that urge and replied very seriously, "There may be something about my behavior that makes you misunderstand.

"But I must tell you that faith is something that cannot be changed once it is decided."

Aaron immediately raised his hand and made an apologetic gesture.

"i'm sorry that I misunderstood your loyalty.I shouldn't take your faith as a joke.

"Well, our differences of belief don't stop us from making friends."

Klein removed the fake expression he was wearing and smiled.

"That's not true in Feysac and Feynapotter. They can only accept one belief."

In comparison, with so many Churches coexisting for over a thousand four hundred years, Loen and Intis were much more open in this regard.

Before Aaron could answer, he casually changed the subject.

"Have you seen Will Auceptin again? I'm referring to the kid who had one of his legs amputated, who said that your luck would turn out to be worse."

He was confident that the Nighthawks would follow the instructions given by Aaron, so he wondered what the outcome would be. He wondered if the boy who turned Aaron's luck still had tarot cards in his hands.

"No, I haven't seen him since he left the hospital." Aaron shook his head strongly.

Too bad. The Nighthawks were able to find his address according to the hospital records, and it was inconvenient for me to get involved .. Of course, the boy might have moved on a long time ago. After a brief exchange with Aaron, Klein decides to head for an underground firing range, familiarizing himself with his free revolver with regular bullets.

At this moment, two more acquaintances entered. One is a member of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council, a shareholder of Coim Company, Mrs Mary, and the other is Klein owner, Stelyn Sammer. They all wore relatively light skirts, making them look much younger.

According to the club's rules, each member could only bring one additional person; therefore, Mary's maid and her bodyguard were left in the reception hall.

Klein courteously greeted them and praised them politely, "Misses, you two are as beautiful as ever today, yet there is a beauty different from your usual beauty."

After coming into contact with many important figures recently, Mary smiled and said, "Roselle says that exercise is a necessity of life, and Stelyn is always at home, handling trivial matters. Even when he came out, he would participate in parties and listen to operas. Her health was much worse than before, so I brought her here to play tennis and squash."

With his cheekbones high, he looked around and saw a member of the House of Commons and two other Members of Parliament from the greater Backlund region. He then turned to Stelyn and said, "I saw someone I know. Excuse me while I'm away to greet them. You can wait for me in the library."

"Good." Compared to Mary, Stelyn was obviously much prettier, but towards this woman, she looked extremely respectful and obedient.

After Mary had gone some distance away, she slightly raised her chin, looked at Klein and asked, "Master Moriarty, you seem to be very busy lately?"

"Yes, I work with a lot of detectives to help the police investigate serial murder cases. We made a certain contribution and received a considerable reward" Klein replied honestly.

Stelyn covered her mouth with her hands.

"Thul?

"What does the killer look like? Why did he kill those women? The papers are very hazy."

"Sorry, I have to abide by the confidentiality clause." Klein deftly made excuses.

It's not like I can tell you that he has a black body of fur; a smooth and shiny tail; and he likes to run on all fours.

Stelyn nodded regretfully, and then she asked curiously, "So, how much did you get?"

"It's shared among quite a number of us." Klein did not answer directly.

"Are there fifty pounds?" Stelyn.

"Yes." Yeah." Klein nodded, "honestly."

Stelyn Sammer smiled.

"Your income is far more than I imagined. You're a really capable detective."

"No, it may take years to find such a case." Klein smiled and shook his head.

"No matter what, you've proven your abilities." Stelyn's eyes looked like they were thinking as she said, "Next week, Luke and I are going to have a party at home. I hope you can come, um, sorry. I'll have my waiter send you an invitation. Heh heh, there will be many unmarried women at the party, and their father or mother will have a decent job, and their families will gain over 200 pounds a year. Some of them have part-time jobs that they can do at home, such as being a typist. They're all very nice women."

I-it's a blind date party..Mrs Stelyn has approved of my ability to make money as a detective, so she plans to introduce me to a girl? But in his eyes, am I only a match for women at that level? Many thoughts flashed through Klein's mind, but after considering the need to keep their neighbor's hospitality and the difficulty of preparing his own dinner, he agreed with a smile.

"If everything goes well, I'll be there in time."

Stelyn smiled and said, "Then Luke and I will wait for your visit."

He leaves without a word and enters the club's small library, while Klein goes on to practice shooting and the Beyonder's powers at a small, closed firing range.

…

"The pink "veil" that was like water slowly spread out, and time passed by from minute to minute. As ten o'clock passed by a quarter, he heard illusory pleas that seemed to be layered.

Klein easily guessed that it was from Miss Witch.

Closing the curtains, he turned off the lights, took four counter-clockwise steps, and went above the gray fog. There, he reached out to touch the shrinking, expanding crimson star.

In a split second, a blurred Fors figure appeared on the chair with a layered door symbol.

He sighed in relief, stood up, and bowed.

"Esteemed Stupid Master, you have saved me once again."

"That's not something to worry about," Klein replied in a very light and relaxed tone.

Fors fell silent and sat down again.

He was considering what had just happened, so he did not say anything. As for Klein, he did not take the initiative to raise any topics to maintain his image.

Inside the towering palace that looked like a gigantic residence, silence quickly turned into a major theme.

When Fors regained his senses, he suddenly felt that this atmosphere was a little oppressive and uncomfortable.

During the meeting, there was still Miss Justice, Mr. World, and his friends. No need to worry about total silence, but now, there's only Mr. Fool and me. What am I supposed to do? This pressure is suffocating! I need to say something, I have to. I can't just sit here like an idiot. That's Mr. Fool! She would definitely not care about anything, but I was very nervous and constrained! Fors suddenly felt as if he was alone with his boss when he first entered the workforce.

Although Klein was not an Audience, he could clearly see the restraint and unease of Miss Witch. He smiled and said, "Maybe you can tell me how you became a Beyonder."

For example, how did you get that Apprentice and bracelet formula.Klein secretly added the real question he was trying to get.

Fors is a little relaxed and remembering.

"That was almost three years ago.I just graduated from Backlund Medical School.

“With the help of my father, I got into a private clinic with a pretty good profit. Heh, my father had already settled in East Balam back then.

"Since the safe sea path to the Southern Continent was discovered, the outstanding young royal began to spread their footprints to every corner of the country. My father, as a low-level military officer, went to East Balam to pursue wealth and power. My mother and I were left in Backlund to live like widows. Heh heh, it would take months before the distant mail sent by ship would arrive.

"This situation is unusual in the kingdom.I know an old man who has five children, but they are in the islands, West Balam, Paz Valley, or Haagenti Plain. They had their own careers, their own families, and their own wealth, but they forgot that there was a father waiting for their return all along.

"When I was in elementary school, my mother fell seriously ill. I had no choice but to see her die in a hospital bed, and it took my father a month to answer my letter, told me that he had a new family and a new life in East Balam. He gave me all his property in Backlund plus some money. I think he's feeling a little guilty."

As a bestselling novel writer, Fors mastered the art of long-winded.

Since Klein had nothing to do, he listened quietly without interrupting.

Phew. Fors sighed and continued, "By the way, my father introduced me to the Yosifov Clinic through the veteran club. The salary there was very good, and I did quite well, but I was a little anxious about the future. Therefore, I worked hard to learn from the senior doctors and worked hard to save money until I met an old lady who came to visit me regularly.

"She was very lonely and had no children, and her partner had died ten years ago.I sympathized with her, so I often talked to her and accompanied her.

"One time, I was surprised to find that he could walk through walls, which opened up a new world for me.

"The old woman said that it was something her husband had left behind. He vaguely mentioned that as long as one was not a family member, there seemed to be no curse.

"Not long after, he was so sick that he almost died. He asked me if I wanted to be someone like him. I was very young back then, and I still had a lot of fantasies in my head.

"He gave me the formula and told me to take care of his body after he died and take out the glowing object that suddenly appeared. And this is the thing he left behind for me that can be used as the main ingredient of the potion.

"Also, he gave me this bracelet, telling me not to use it unless I was in grave danger. He also told me not to pay too much attention to babbling during the full moon.

"Unfortunately, I was finally unable to avoid danger. After using it once, the ramblings of the full moon became even worse."

It seems like it was the widow of a certain Abraham.He had used his own experience to prove that “curse” only existed in the bloodline.

"Once you become a High Order Extreme, the rant will have little effect on you."

"i hope so." Although he did not believe he could become a High-Order Extreme, he did believe in the Foolish Master.

…

It was Monday again, and as soon as Klein woke up, he went down and saw a piece of paper open on the coffee table in the living room.

"Effective."

It was good. Klein immediately let out a sigh of relief.

At fifteen minutes to three in the afternoon, he immediately went over the gray fog to "prepare" the new Tarot Club meeting.