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.

do this? How can you bear

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table as she said, “Do you know how much of my hair I pulled out, how much sleep I lost, just for

“Life is short. There are too many things that we need to

agreement. She fought hard to

other ways to solve this problem?” She suppressed her voice, making her childlike voice

twenty seconds before looking

name and hand it over to an excellent detective, then ask him to do

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atmosphere became awkward, she cleared her

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…

Howes Street, Divination Club.

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

the house with the red chimney, Klein

never repeats itself indefinitely. It always

and the time had expired on the carriage he rented; thus, he came for a cup

serve as the final layer of the foundations. With the new “experience” at the Divination Club, he

are always so

moment before saying with deliberation, “I might not come to the Divination

he had to

“You’ve already made a name for yourself in the club. Most people know that your divinations are very

perform, then I would keep doing this regardless of how tired I was… Besides,

not convince me to stay; this is the

my visits will become less frequent. I’ll still

come down occasionally to

at the club when I happen to be

that this wasn’t as surprising as she imagined

fate wasn’t someone who could be held back by a club in Tingen… Angelica smiled, as

“Sibe black tea?”

Klein returned a

the club, spending the time resting, finishing his black tea before leaving the

of habit and saw that