Lord of the Mysteries

Mr. A? That sounds more like a code name for a criminal rather than a powerful man of mystery. It can’t be compared to The Fool at all… No, only gods or demigods can be compared to Mr. Fool… Audrey felt a sense of superiority as she thought about this.

She looked calmly at Mr. A and spoke to Fors and Xio Derecha with a hushed tone, “Are there any stories about this man?”

The hooded Viscount Glaint was equally curious.

Xio Derecha replied sternly, “There were several such incidents in the past. Sequence 8 Beyonders, some even at Sequence 7, have targeted and tried to deal with Mr. A, but they’ve all mysteriously disappeared.”

“So he truly is a powerful Beyonder,” Glaint marveled.

They walked into the room as they spoke. The guards immediately closed the door behind them.

After adjusting to the gas lamp’s light in the room, Audrey saw two blackboards with several phrases written across them right in front of her.

At that moment, Fors, who had an unlit cigarette in her hand, whispered, “Those are the requests of the members of this gathering. You should be able to understand that many people do not wish for others to know what they possess to avoid being a target of greedy people. Thus, they write their requests, or what they are selling, as well as the rough price on the blackboards anonymously.”

Audrey nodded. She didn’t care to observe the members of the meeting; instead, she shifted her gaze to the words on the left board.

“I need a pair of eyes from a mature Manhal Fish.”

“The dust left behind by vengeful spirits, 165 pounds.”

“Three pages from Emperor Roselle’s notebook, 20 pounds.”

Audrey couldn’t maintain the state of her Spectator when she saw that. She was as shocked as she was excited.

These prices… these prices are too… too cheap! She thought in excitement and joy.

As she walked, her gaze shifted as she saw other notices.

“Tears of an Infant flower, 200 pounds.”

“Mummy Powder, 10 grams, 5 pounds.”

“Fishman Secretion, 30 ml, 29 pounds.”

“Formula for Sequence 8 potion Sheriff, 450 pounds.”

…

Too… just too cheap! The Beyonder ingredients all cost less than 300 pounds!Audrey’s eyes sparkled as she found a place to sit together with her companions.

and whispered into her ear,

Roselle’s famous quote flashed through

null. But as a lady adored by her parents and brothers, she had property, farmland, pastures, mines, jewelry, stocks, and bonds to her name. Together, they were valued at

Hall, passed

year, making her one of the richest

now that she was receiving annual payouts, she could no longer pester her

notebook. I adore him, and I think that the special symbols and literature he created hold a mysterious power; it’s just that we

becoming more and more hypocritical… She added in her

a white shirt sitting near them stood up excitedly. He agreed with

the person with the three pages of the notebook, and I

was at a loss at first before she replied with a

received the three pages of Emperor Roselle’s diary in exchange. Of course, no one here knew that they were part of his diary, and thus everyone generally

confirmed that the writing was similar to the previous pages that she

put away the diary and asked Xio and Fors softly, “Who can I look

in his gathering. And I could help you mediate this privately too,” Xio

Audrey entered her Spectator state and

They were observing Audrey and Glaint, some making it obvious while others were more discreet, but Audrey

material of the furniture is rather normal, indicating that the person who gathered them here, Mr. A, isn’t a noble

who have above-average looks… He’s lecherous… Why is he looking at me so frequently? Can he see through my

was shocked at this deduction. She felt disgusted, as if she had just eaten a

Mr. A was not looking at her body or the

ability, the hood won’t achieve much. Audrey calmly observed the rest of the people engaging in

“You can write your requests on a piece of paper and pass

whiff of her cigarette and surveyed the surroundings cautiously. “Have

promise and told Audrey and Viscount Glaint about all the

become a Spectator. And, I also want the advancement of Spectator, the

making it highly possible that they would realize that she was a Beyonder, a Spectator. Thus,

it’ll still be worth

looking at the blackboards from time to time, her expression was that of

Arbiter was Sheriff. She’s looking at the 450-pound price tag?

she has been unknowingly acting the role

me

was deducing all of this, Viscount

want the formula

himself with a chortle, “To me, health and not having to worry about major

rational decision. I once dreamed of becoming an

a rather

Audrey and the rest wrote their requests on pieces of paper and handed them over to the facilitator. They looked on as the facilitator made his way around the venue