LOM: Lord of Mysticism

Leonard looked at Klein and smiled. "Then, do you need any items?"

He naturally knew that divination required a medium, especially when the person being divined was not present.

Klein addressed Klee, "I need some of Elliott's recent clothes that have not been washed or starched. It would be better if you have any accessories he used to wear on him."

"Why?" Klee wore a puzzled look and then said, "I have a picture of him on me."

Why? Because we are divining his location... Klein thought but was unwilling to explain.

Leonard Mitchell chuckled, "Mr. Klee, my partner, um—colleague, rears a unique pet. Its sense of smell is sharper than a hound's. That's why we need clothes that little Elliott wore and items he used to wear on him to aid us in finding him. As you know, clues typically bring you to a general region.

As for the picture, we would need it too to know what little Elliott looks like and so that we don't rescue the wrong person."

Klee accepted the reason and nodded. "Will you be waiting here, or will you be going with me to Mr. Vickroy's residence in the city?"

"Let's go together. It saves time," Klein replied simply.

"Alright, the carriage is downstairs." As Klee spoke, he took out a black-and-white photograph and handed it to Leonard. It was a picture of Elliott Vickroy alone—an ordinary child about ten years old with freckles on his face.

Leonard glanced at it and handed it to Klein. Klein took his cane, put on his hat, and followed the two out, boarding the carriage downstairs.

The carriage's interior was rather spacious, lined with carpet. As Klee was around, Klein and Leonard did not say a word.

As they did not want to risk alerting the kidnappers, the carriage did not stop at the Vickroy's residence but at the side of a nearby street.

Klee held an umbrella and walked away, and after a while, he returned with a bag of items.

"These are the clothes Young Master Elliott wore yesterday. This is the Storm Amulet he used to wear."

"I'll recount in detail the incidents leading up to Young Master Elliott's kidnapping. Hopefully, it will let you find him easier." Klee sat down and described the incident that occurred in the morning.

Klein and Leonard held no interest in the specifics. All they cared about was the number of kidnappers, if anything unusual had happened, or if they had any weapons.

"Three, armed with firearms..." After obtaining the desired information, they bade Klee farewell and hired a two-wheeled light carriage.

"Charge it by the time." After Leonard gave his instructions, he closed the carriage's door.

"Where are you going?" The carriage driver asked.

"Wait a moment." Leonard cast his gaze at Klein.

Klein nodded and took the clothes, placing them on the carriage's floor, and then wound the Storm Amulet around his cane's handle.

He visualized the sphere of light in his mind, and his brown eyes turned deeper in color as he entered a half-cogitation state.

He felt his body's "spirit" turning light, vaguely seeing the world of spirits everywhere, and silently said, "Elliott's location."

Minute but invisible stirrings formed around Klein and felt as though pairs of eyes were looking at him. Over the past few days, Klein would feel this sensation occasionally when he was in the state of Cogitation or Spirit Vision.

He recited once again in his heart, "Elliott's location." After he finished saying that, the cane fell and pointed straight ahead.

"Straight," Klein said. This was one of the divination abilities he had grasped called "Dowsing Rod Seeking." The tool of choice had to be wooden, metallic, or a mixture of both. As a Seer, Klein could search for people directly using this method, and the direction in which the cane fell was the direction of the item he was seeking.

"Go straight." Leonard instructed the carriage driver. "We will tell you when there's a need to turn."

The carriage driver chose to follow the strange instructions and proceeded slowly, passing through one street after another.

Midway, Klein corrected their direction. After half an hour of travel, the carriage circled a building, finally determining that Elliott was inside.

"There." Klein pointed at a staircase.

"At times, I really envy Old Neil. Similarly, I envy you now." Leonard smiled with a sigh.

Klein replied calmly, "This is nothing difficult. If you are willing to learn, you would also be able to use it... Your perceptivity should be very high, right?"

Leonard chuckled, "That's not something good." He quickened his pace, walking into the building amid the rain with Klein following.

The building only had three stories. The entrance to each floor was situated along a flight of stairs. Klein used Dowsing Rod Seeking on both the first and second floors, and the cane pointed upward.

The two of them quieted their footsteps and arrived at the third floor. Klein once again placed the black cane on the floor.

A breeze blew across the stairs as his pupils changed colors. Klein relaxed his palm as the cane entwined with the Storm Amulet magically stood erect.

Silently reading "Elliott's location" again, he watched his black cane drop silently as it pointed to the right room.

"They should be in there." Klein picked up his cane and tapped his glabella twice. Various colors saturated as he looked at the right room and saw all sorts of auras inside.

"One, two, three, four... Three kidnappers and one hostage. The numbers match... One of their auras is short. It's likely Elliott... Mr. Klee said that they have two hunting rifles and a revolver." Klein whispered.

Leonard chuckled, "Let me recite a poem for them."

"Why be a kidnapper? Why can't you happily be a civilized person?" His expression suddenly turned serene and melancholic.

"Oh, the threat of horror, the hope of crimson cries!

One thing at least is certain—that this Life flies;

One thing is certain, and the rest are Lies;

The Flower that once bloomed forever dies..."