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.

whispered into her ear,

Roselle’s famous quote flashed through her mind: “I

and the main portion of the inheritance null. But as a lady adored by her parents and brothers, she had property, farmland, pastures, mines,

but she only possessed them in name before her father, Count Hall, passed away, or when she got married. Every year, she received a

even so, she could receive 15,000 to 25,000 pounds a year, making her one of the richest women among

avoid as a noble. And now that she was receiving annual payouts, she could no longer

I think that the special symbols and literature he created hold a mysterious power;

you are becoming more and more hypocritical… She added

white shirt sitting near them stood up excitedly. He agreed

the notebook, and

loss at first before she replied with a smile, “Then

three pages of Emperor Roselle’s diary in exchange. Of course, no one

she received them and confirmed that the writing

softly, “Who can I look

will not allow any fraud to take place in his gathering. And I could help you mediate this

her Spectator state and surveyed the Beyonders and Beyonders-to-be

observing Audrey and Glaint, some

sofas and chairs strewn all around the venue, all facing the board. The material of the furniture is rather normal, indicating that the person who gathered them here, Mr. A, isn’t

at all the ladies present, his gaze often lingering on those who have above-average looks… He’s lecherous…

at this deduction. She felt disgusted,

worries quickly eased, for she noticed that Mr. A was not looking at her body or the bodies of the other

that ability, the hood won’t achieve much. Audrey

Mr. A’s facilitator walked over and whispered to Audrey’s group, “You can write your requests on a piece of paper and pass them to me, or wait till the break later to write whatever you want to sell on the blackboard in

her cigarette and surveyed the surroundings cautiously. “Have you considered

kept her promise and told Audrey and Viscount Glaint about all the

pretended to think before saying, “Spectator, I want to become a Spectator. And, I also want

to come into frequent contact with Fors and Xio Derecha in the future, making it highly possible that they would realize that

be wasting some money, it’ll still be worth it… Audrey

that Xio Derecha was looking at the blackboards from

the corresponding Sequence 8 to Arbiter was Sheriff. She’s looking at the 450-pound price tag? Well, it’s obvious that she

more than a year, and she has been unknowingly acting the role of an Arbiter. Her potion should have

me that Xio

of this,

want the formula for

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

dreamed of becoming an Apothecary.” Fors sighed

had a

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