The Lord Of Mysteries
Chapter 39: Interesting Tricks

Actually, I don't know if the notebook was destroyed or hidden .. but by using backwards reasoning, if it wanted to be destroyed, it could be done on the spot. There is no need for me to take it in order to carry out the destruction …

Upon hearing Leonard's question, Klein went straight into keyboard detective mode and said with a sigh, "Maybe when Welch, Naya, and I made contact with an unknown existence, he said, he enjoys the sacrifice of life or hopes that similar situations continue. With suicide definitely easy to find, I was made to pick up a notebook to hide it to prepare for the second round of entertainment. However, several accidents occurred during the process and I failed to succeed in my suicide."

This was a reasoned guess Klein made from the consumption of novels, movies, and TV dramas involving cult sacrifice.

As for the accident that occurred in the middle of the road, he knew very well that it was due to the unexpected variable of him being a transmigrant.

"A pretty good explanation, but I believe there may be other possibilities. Welch and Naya's suicide sacrifice might allow an unknown existence to descend into this world. Then, the notebook is a container or breeding ground for evil.you take it to hide it, worried we'll destroy it if we find his birth—before it becomes strong." Leonard Mitchell suggested another possibility.

After saying that, he looked at Klein's eyes and smiled slightly.

"Of course, maybe the notebook has been destroyed. The purpose is to hide the contents, to hide the container or to think of evil. That way, there's enough reason for your suicide failure."

What does he mean? Does he suspect me? Did he suspect that Klein's real body was a container or used to contemplate evil? No, she became a ship for transmigrator. In fact, "mowing" is not a proper term. Klein surprised. While he was quietly criticizing the idea, he weighed his words.

"i will not try to defend myself because I have lost the memory of that period. Be it Captain or Madam Daly, they have confirmed that I am fine. Your joke isn't funny."

"I'm just considering the possibilities. It did not eliminate the punch of an unknown existence encountered while descending that caused your suicide to fail. We believe that the Goddess will eventually bless us." Leonard laughed as he changed the subject. "Did you find anything in the afternoon?"

After the previous conversation and meeting, Klein was very wary of Leonard. He replied calmly, "No. I plan to try a different route tomorrow afternoon."

He pointed to the partition and said, "i have to go to the armory to retrieve the bullets."

Shooting Club is open until nine p.m. After all, its availability increased only after many of its members left the job.

"May the Goddess bless you." Leonard smiled as he pointed at the red moon mark on his chest.

He saw Klein pass through the partition and listened to his footsteps down the stairs. Leonard's smile gradually disappeared as an expression of doubt appeared in his green eyes.

He whispered something in a displeased tone.

…

Down the stairs, Klein followed the gas-lighted corridor to the armory and archives.

The iron door opened and the brunettes Rozanne stood in front of the table. He was chatting with a middle-aged man in a high hat with a thick black beard.

"Good day, no. Good evening. Always night here. Klein, I heard from Old Neil that you've become a Beyonder? It's called the Seer?" Rozanne turned her head and flooded the man with her questions.

He did not hide his curiosity and worries.

Klein nodded with a smile.

"Good day, Miss Rozanne. It was always night here, but it made one feel a sense of tranquility. The description you provide is not accurate enough. It must be said that the potion the order I consumed had the name Seer."

"After all, you still chose to become a Beyonder .." Rozanne said with a sigh as she thought hard.

Klein looked at the middle-aged man beside him and asked politely, "You?"

Another Nighthawk member or one of the other two civilian staff I haven't met?

Rozanne pursed her lips and said, "Bredt. Our partner. He wanted to exchange slots with me to free the day after tomorrow. He planned to go to the theater in the Northern District with his wife to watch The Prideful One. This is to celebrate their fifteenth wedding anniversary. He's a really romantic guy."

Bredt smiled as he extended his hand and said, "With Miss Rozanne around, there is nothing to repeat. Hello, Klein. I never expected you to be a Beyonder so soon. As for me, heh, I might never have the courage. "

"Perhaps as the saying goes, a fool knows no fear," Klein said in self-deprecating manner as he reached out his hand to shake Bredt's hand.

"i don't have the courage is not a bad thing" Bredt said, shaking his head. "A Beyonder once told me before his death to never investigate strange and dangerous things. The less you know, the longer you live."

At that moment, Rozanne interjected, "Klein, there is no need to think about it. I heard from Old Neil that as a Diviner, you were used as a support. It's relatively safe as long as you're not trying to communicate with an unknown existence. Why are you wearing such clothes? This is very inappropriate for a man! What are you here for?"

"I'm here to pull my thirty bullets." Klein did not answer Rozanne's first question.

He believed that the woman would soon forget about the matter.

"Good." Rozanne pointed to the table and said, "Bredt, it's all yours. You need to know where the key is and the bullet is. Oh, Old Neil is really shortsighted. He did not even leave the ground coffee in his hands. He promised me that I could drink to the full today…"

He was blabbering when Klein received the bullet.

The two went together and parted ways on Zouteland Road. One took a public train home while the other walked to the Shooting Club.

Klein repeats the process—grips the gun, raises his hand, shoots, releases the cylinder, takes out an empty bullet, and inserts the bullet—once. He became familiar with the process and built it into his muscle memory.

Of course, he had some pauses in between to review and refine the process.

After completing his training, Klein used the field to perform various exercises such as push-ups. He worked hard to train his body to improve his physique.

After everything was done, he sat in the untraceable carriage house. Only then did he realize that it was almost seven o'clock and the sky was already dark.

Just when Klein was planning to go to the market or the streets to buy ingredients for dinner, the door opened. Melissa has returned with a bag filled with her stationery.

In addition, he brought quite a lot of food.

"…I thought you and Benson were gonna be home a little late. This morning, I took out 1 soli from where you hid the money." Upon seeing her brother's questioning gaze, Melissa explained with her usual serious attitude.

"Because you took the money, why didn't you take the public train to school?" Klein had been reminded of the matter since morning.

Melissa said with a frown, "Why should I take the public train. It costs four pence to go to school. The return trip means eight pence. Counting Benson and you, we will spend twenty-four pence on transportation every day. That's a whole soli! In a week, yes, without counting Sundays, it was still twelve pence. Almost the same as our rent."

Stop, stop, stop! Do not show off your mathematical prowess.Klein lowered his palm in an amused manner.

Melissa first stopped before adding, "It's quite a nice walk to school. Our teacher said that everyone should exercise often. Besides, I can pick out some broken components on the way."

Klein chuckled and said, “Then let's count again. Public transport costs twelve soli. Twelve soli and three pence. A total of one pound, four soli and three pence. Using Benson's salary is enough to pay for it and there will be little change left. Yes, he has received a salary last week .. As for me, I can still earn a pound of ten soli every week. Even if we eat meat every day while counting expenses like gas, charcoal, wood, and seasonings, we still have leftovers if we save lunch. We can even subscribe to the morning paper for just a penny."

"In two months, when I pay the down payment, I can save money for you and Benson. We can have new clothes."

"But! But we have to think about the possibility of an accident." Melissa remained firm on her point.

Klein smiled at him and said, "Then, we can eat less meat. Don't you feel like spending fifty, no, a hundred minutes on the road is a waste of time? You can use that time to read more and think through problems and improve your results.

"That way, Melissa, you'll graduate with good grades. You will be able to find a job with a pretty good salary. When that happens, what to worry about?"

"…"

He fully displays his experience gained from arguing with the people on the message board and eventually convinces Melissa. He agreed to take the public train to school.

"Well, I finally persuaded him to do it. No, how could I call it a sucker. This is called convincing." Klein railed before taking the groceries Melissa had bought. He said with a sigh, "Remember to buy beef or meat such as mutton and chicken. Only then will you be equipped with a healthy body and a smart brain to meet the needs needed for your studies."

Just mentioning it makes me drool…

Melissa pursed her lips and after a few seconds of silence, said, "Alright."

…

The next morning, after making sure Melissa boarded a public train, Klein and Benson parted ways and went to their respective companies.

As Klein stepped to the door, he saw Old Neil and Rozanne chatting at the reception desk. The first one was still wearing his classic black robe, regardless of the gazes of others. The latter had turned into a cream-colored casual dress.

"Good morning, Mr. Neil, Miss Rozanne," Klein said, taking off his hat.

Old Neil gave him a mischievous look.

"Good morning, you didn't hear anything you shouldn't have heard last night, did you?"

"No, I slept really well." Klein was also quite confused about it.

He could only put it on his inadequate perception …

"Haha, don't mind that. It's not that easy to hear." Old Neil pointed to the partition and said, "Go to the armory. We'll continue the mystical lesson this morning."

Klein nodded and followed Old Neil down the stairs and arrived at the armory to replace Bredt who had been on duty all night.

"What will we learn today?" klein asked curiously.

Old Neil let out his answer and said, "Complicated and fundamental knowledge. But before that, let me teach you an interesting trick."

He pointed at the silver chain on his wrist. There was a pure moon stone hanging from the chain.