Lord of the Mysteries

A unique wide jaw, his hair is in a bun like an ancient knight’s, eyes that look at you with the intent of an icy smile… Xio Derecha was half slumped on the sofa as she scrutinized the portrait that Audrey had handed to her.

In her eyes, the man might as well have been a living, walking pile of money.

After committing the looks of the great pirate Qilangos to her memory, she proceeded to read the description written at the bottom of the page:

“Brown hair, dark green eyes.

“The portrait can only be used as a general reference as the target possesses the ability to transform into another person. It is unknown how long he can maintain the transformation.”

The portrait can only be used as a reference… The target possesses the ability to transform into another person… Only as a reference, transform into another person… Then why did I spend so much time memorizing his facial features? Xio wore a dazed look, as if it was the first time she had witnessed the evil intentions the world had for her.

She looked up and saw Fors Wall slumped languidly in a sofa across from her. She seemed to be muttering to herself, “There’s no way to look for this person. We don’t know what he looks like. All we know is that he’s not from Backlund. There are far too many foreigners who come into Backlund every day.”

Fors attempted to sit up, but failed even after three tries.

“I’m only an Apprentice, not an Arbiter…” She pouted as she placed her hand on the armrest of the sofa, successfully pulling herself up into a sitting position.

“Does that lady think that we are prophets?” Fors jested.

Xio was about to answer when she realized that there were still footnotes she hadn’t gone through yet.

She recited them out softly, “The suggested ways of searching are as follows:

“1. Qilangos has an evil object with him. It needs to devour the flesh, blood, and soul of a living person every other day. You can consider looking for missing vagrants.

“2. Search for Qilangos’s information thoroughly and build a profile of his unique hobbies and behaviors.

“3. A person’s facial features might change, but as long as he hasn’t received any special training, he will often act like himself, such as the things he prefers to eat, his gait, actions he’s used to performing, and many other details.”

Fors nodded as she listened.

“Miss Audrey isn’t the innocent, naive teen that the rumors about her suggest. She has a meticulous heart and a calm sense of observation.”

“Is that so?” Xio asked, doubtful. She didn’t expect an answer as she changed the topic by suggesting, “I’ll be in charge of gathering the information. Can you consolidate that pile of gold pound’s, no—that admiral’s hobbies and unique traits?”

Fors opened her eyes wide open and shook the steel box containing her cigarettes.

can you bear to make a dainty, sensitive author do

a glance as she exuded

deduction in

back and lowered her head. She looked at the coffee table as she said, “Do you know how much of my hair I pulled out, how much sleep I lost, just

head once again and grumbled, “Life is short. There are too many things that we need to do, why must we waste our time on such uninteresting, menial

nearly nodded in agreement. She fought hard

you have any other ways to solve this problem?”

for nearly twenty seconds before looking up

Rear Admiral Hurricane, we shall erase the name and hand it over

mind went blank. Fors and Xio looked at each other without

the atmosphere became awkward,

it according to your

this, she quickly added, “You’ll pay

…

Howes Street, Divination Club.

receptionist Angelica looked at Klein in surprise. “You rarely come on

house with the red

indefinitely. It always brings

expired on the carriage he rented;

final layer of the foundations. With the new

always so philosophical,”

with deliberation, “I might not come to the Divination Club too often in the future, so you need not recommend me

had already digested his potion, so he had

the club. Most people know that your divinations are very

was paid one pound for every divination I perform, then I would keep doing this regardless of how tired I was… Besides, I still have to

stay; this is the arrangement

that my visits will become less frequent. I’ll still pay the

for it anyway… I will come down occasionally to monitor the place… Klein

regretful. I hope that you will be at the club when

realized that this wasn’t as surprising as she

a miraculous seer that still respected fate wasn’t someone who could be held back by a club in Tingen… Angelica smiled, as if thinking about

“Sibe black tea?”

returned a

finishing his black tea before leaving the club. He took a

mailbox out of habit and saw that there was a letter placed