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.

over and whispered into her

heavily. Emperor Roselle’s famous quote flashed through her mind:

two elder brothers, rendering her eligibility to inherit the aristocratic title and the main portion of the inheritance null. But as a lady adored by her parents and brothers, she had property, farmland,

Count Hall, passed away,

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

And now that she was receiving annual payouts,

I adore him, and I think that the special symbols and literature he created hold a mysterious power; it’s just that we haven’t found the

becoming more and more hypocritical… She

man in a white shirt sitting near them stood up excitedly. He agreed with Audrey, “Yes! That’s true! I’ve finally met someone who shares

with the three pages of the notebook, and I can sell them

before she replied with a smile, “Then

handed them over to the man, then 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 called

the pages after she received them and confirmed that the writing was similar to the previous pages that she

and Fors softly, “Who can I look for if the notes

to take place in his gathering. And I

entered her Spectator state and surveyed

the young man just now. They were observing Audrey

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 a noble and doesn’t care much about the venue… Yes, with the confidence

have above-average looks… He’s lecherous… Why is he looking at me so

She felt disgusted, as if

eased, for she noticed that Mr. A was not looking

fabric directly. His sense of sight is exceptional. It’s as if he’s observing me at a close distance. With that ability, the hood won’t achieve much. Audrey calmly observed

“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 the small

whiff of her cigarette and surveyed the surroundings cautiously.

Audrey and Viscount Glaint about

want to become a Spectator. And, I also

they would realize that she was a Beyonder, a Spectator. Thus, she decided to

though I’ll be wasting some money, it’ll still be

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

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

for more than a year, and she has been unknowingly acting the role of an

tell me

all of this, Viscount Glaint

want the formula for Sequence

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

decision. I once dreamed of becoming an

had a rather languid

decision, 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 and asked the