Lord of the Mysteries

Holding onto the yellowish-brown paper bag full of herbs, Bogda staggered out of the Lawson’s Folk Herb Store.

While waiting for a tracked carriage, he suddenly came to a realization.

He had spent ten pounds to buy a bag of stuff?

This was nearly a month’s salary for him!

If it wasn’t for his trust in Anna and Joyce, he wouldn’t have brought that much cash to the Divination Club!

Could it be that the reason why Mr. Moretti only accepted eight pence for his divination, had something to do with his collusion with the boss of Lawson’s Folk Herb Store, so as to earn more? This was a classic scam written on the papers! When Bogda made this connection, he even began to suspect Klein a little. He even began suspecting Joyce and Anna.

When a tracked carriage stopped in front of him, he looked at the herbs in his hand. Unable to bring himself to return, he entered the carriage with a heavy heart.

…

Inside Lawson’s Folk Herb Store.

As the boss watched Bogda leave, he suddenly turned his head and shouted at the door where there was a pile of herbs, “Scharmaine, stop purchasing herbs from today.”

“W-why, Master?” A handsome-looking youth with disheveled hair walked out.

The boss smiled and said, “This is the sixteenth customer that has come because of my fame. If this carries on, I believe the Nighthawks, the Machinery Hivemind, and the Mandated Punishers will notice me. When the time comes, I’ll need to consider heading to other cities.”

“Then, do we need to sublease this store?” Scharmaine nodded in understanding as he asked with concern.

The boss chuckled.

“If you wish to stay, you can be the boss of this store. You are already capable at identifying herbs and concocting medicine. Of course, remember to deposit half of your monthly profits into my anonymous Backlund Bank account.”

“But, I haven’t learned what you are really good at.” Scharmaine was already sick of never staying in a city for more than a year, but he was unwilling to give up learning the magical formulas that his master was good at.

The boss leisurely rocked himself in his seat.

“That’s not something you can learn just because you want to…”

…

A blackish-green bubbling liquid appeared in front of Bogda’s eyes. It smelled of stinking socks and the color that makes one want to puke made him deeply suspicious about everything he had done today.

blood was dropped into the medicine, Bogda’s father looked at his son worriedly and said,

the boiling liquid before vanishing. Bogda took a deep breath and said, “If this

Bogda’s father gestured a triangular

wasting the ten pounds. He raised his right hand and closed his eyes. Flicking his head back, he gulped down the medicine in one

that had the noxious smell of blood, swished around in his mouth as he nearly spat out

night, Bogda had an upset stomach. He went to the bathroom six times, and by the time the crimson

jolted awake, having

to work.” Bogda

was in stark contrast to the sluggish state he was in for the past

pressed the right side of his abdomen. He noticed that the region which previously hurt when under slight pressure felt normal. He only

clearly just fooling me…” Bogda was both surprised and doubtful as he got out of bed. He

apothecary, I still need to drink it twice. Once I’m done drinking, I’ll go to the hospital to get a check

tell me how many times I

think he’s

…

staff office of the Blackthorn Security Company, from his prior

and emitted his spirituality. He seriously carved the incantations

two mysticism symbols symbolized the Evernight Goddess

Number that corresponded

exact locations, or special formats was in the realm of mysticism. The ones that

repeated practise, and only after he confirmed that he had enough practice, did he

his mind, his spirituality spewed out from the tip of the carving knife. The number 7 appeared on

finished carving the incantations and symbols on the other side of the

as Klein suddenly felt

on both sides of the accessory became complete with

from a circle and a vertical piece. He felt a tinge of coolness from

had previously finished into his pocket, planning to find an opportunity to give it to

possessed a certain level of effectiveness. They allowed the wearer to unknowingly avoid disasters to a certain extent, but it was nothing too ridiculous. Furthermore, their spirituality would wane bit by bit. Unless one used a high-level ritualistic magic and created a prayer set, a year was the maximum one could use them for. As for high-level ritualistic magic, there was a terrifyingly high spirituality requirement. It wasn’t

another one…

an amulet of that level had limited effects on him. Therefore, his goal was to gain a deeper understanding of incantations before trying to pair it with ritualistic magic.

out the office and prepared to hand over the damaged

gray eyes swept across him as

the Holy Cathedral has approved it.

great!” Klein expressed his

said with a smile, “You can now receive a make-up pay of three pounds for this week. You’ll

I mention the Nighthawks’

mission. Only by doing so will you gain the recognition of your partners. In consideration of the outstanding performance

without hesitation,