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, “Do you have anything you

quote flashed through her mind: “I

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, pastures, mines, jewelry, stocks, and bonds to her name.

Hall, passed away, or when she got married. Every year, she

to 25,000 pounds a year, making her one of the richest women among the

And now that she was receiving annual payouts,

my sights on Emperor Roselle’s notebook. I adore him, and I think that the special symbols and literature

becoming more and more hypocritical… She added in

man in a white shirt sitting near them stood up excitedly. He

of the notebook, and I can

a loss at first before she replied with a

handed them over to the man, then received the three pages of Emperor Roselle’s diary in

after she received them and confirmed that the writing was similar

softly, “Who

to take place in his gathering.

entered her Spectator state and surveyed the Beyonders and

observing Audrey and Glaint, some making it obvious while others were more discreet, but Audrey and Glaint’s hoods covered their

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 he displayed, he need not be

ladies present, his gaze often lingering on those who have above-average looks… He’s lecherous… Why is he looking at me

at this deduction. She felt disgusted, as

A was not looking at her body or the bodies of the

as if he’s observing me at a close distance. With that ability, the hood won’t achieve much. Audrey calmly observed the rest

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

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

promise and told Audrey and Viscount Glaint about all the

I want to become a Spectator. And, I also want the

Derecha in the future, making it highly possible that they would realize that she was a Beyonder, a Spectator. Thus, she decided to take this opportunity to reveal this to them and completely

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

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

Sheriff. She’s looking at the 450-pound price tag? Well, it’s obvious that

been unknowingly acting the role of an Arbiter.

details tell me that

was deducing all of this,

formula for

“To me, health and not having to worry about major illnesses and harm

decision. I once dreamed of becoming an Apothecary.” Fors sighed

had a rather languid

over to the facilitator. They looked on as the facilitator made his way