Lord of the Mysteries

Who? How did that person know that I purchased the Sheriff recipe? Xio’s dark green pupils contracted as she surveyed her surroundings in astonishment, but she didn’t see anyone suspiciously watching her.

According to Mr. A, the transactions here should be very safe and confidential here…Finally, Xio couldn’t help but look at the single sofa where Mr. A, whose face was covered by a hood, sat. He was still quietly sizing people up without revealing anything odd.

She nudged Fors with her elbow and whispered, “Should I go?”

Fors took the piece of paper, glanced at it, and replied without hesitation, “Go, at least you still have Mr. A watching. No one would dare to do anything to you, so you can take the opportunity to find out what the other party’s goal is. Who knows? You might actually obtain the potion materials you want as a result?”

“That makes sense…” Xio, who was a very proactive person, immediately nodded to the attendant, followed him to the study, and finally, put on a hooded robe.

This hood can cover my entire face, so much so that I can’t see the path in front of me… Having worn the hood, Xio opened the door and saw a man dressed in a tuxedo sitting behind a desk.

The man wore a golden mask that revealed his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and cheeks, but it was impossible to identify him.

The light brown eyes behind the golden mask shifted as the man pointed to the chair opposite the desk and said, “Have a seat.”

His voice was deliberately hoarse; otherwise, there was nothing special about it.

Xio closed the door to the study, stuck her chest out and raised her head, and sat down in the designated position without feeling intimidated. She then asked, “Do you have the main ingredients for the Sheriff potion?”

The masked man chuckled and said, “Yes, I have the eyes of a Terror Demon Worm and the right palm of a Silver War Bear.

“In fact, that Sheriff potion formula you bought was sold on my behalf…”

No wonder… Xio was often mocked as a brainless person by her good friends, but to survive in the circle of Beyonders, in the gangs of the East Borough, and among the poor, she wasn’t a completely reckless person. She had the intuition for danger that was akin to a wild beast.

She asked in a deep voice, “Why are you doing this?”

“To select suitable helpers.” The masked man chuckled. “With your financial situation, it’ll be difficult for you to gather the money needed for these two Beyonder ingredients in a short period of time. Of course, you can sell the formula at other Beyonder gatherings, but please, believe me, this will bring you unnecessary danger. Our circles might not overlap, but I’m not the only person.”

Xio frowned and said, “Since you have such a massive organization and possess the formulas to the Sheriff and Arbiter potions, why do you need my help?”

“There are certain matters we do not wish to deal with ourselves. There are many reasons, but there’s no need for me to tell you that. And every Arbiter that embarks on the journey as a Beyonder by themselves has, more or less, some connection with the aristocracy. This is something we need,” the masked man explained, simply.

It seems like he doesn’t know about my origins, nor is he aware of my reputation in the East Borough… Xio relaxed a little.

The masked man continued, “Just treat it as additional missions beyond the Beyonder gatherings. I will give you some missions and pay you with the corresponding rewards. If you feel that it’s dangerous, you can reject them. This is a fair and free trade. Once you save up enough money, you can purchase the ingredients from me.”

This… Xio, who was still struggling with her financial situation, suddenly had her heart stir. She continued acting reserved for nine seconds before she said, “As long as I have the right to reject missions, I can consider it.”

“No problem.” The masked man laughed. “We can agree on where and how we’ll meet in the future. To make you feel at ease, we’ll concede the right to decide the details to you.”

the other

couldn’t identify any obvious

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himself with buying chairs and tea sets and mending his clothes the whole of Sunday. He spent a total of 6 pounds 9 soli to restore the

chances are slim since it’s, at best, just a portion. Klein placed the invoices and receipts neatly in place, waiting for them to be

in terms of income alone, he had made quite a killing. Meursault’s Beyonder characteristic was

of all of this was that Klein had access

in a turtleneck sweater, a solid-colored sweater, a grayish-blue worker’s coat, and a cap, Klein went out, once again, and made two transfers before arriving at Iron Gate Street in the

after taking a few steps. He saw a seemingly heavy black

stop him from pushing open the door, but his throat moved when he heard the cheers

even entered, he felt a heat wave engulf

of the bar. One of them was having a rat-baiting with dogs competition,

lifted his gold-rimmed glasses and pinched his nose. While protecting his belongings, he squeezed his way

the bartender could say anything, he said,

was the best beer that the

the bartender replied like

handing them over in exchange for a large wooden cup of golden

can’t even be called alcohol and can only be considered as beverages.” The bartender

It was cool and refreshing, first bitter and fragrant, but later, the flavor

putting down the cup, he looked at the tiny white bubbles and took the opportunity to ask, “Where’s Kaspars

in his hand as he looked up

“Billiard room 3.”

spirit of not wasting anything, Klein carried the cup and walked to the third billiard

a light tap, he allowed

two men inside stopped and

Amidst the silence, Klein hurriedly

man with a big nose and a

right eye to the side of his mouth, and his nose was a typical

that Kaspars’s billiard opponent had put aside his cue stick like clockwork and left the room

hobbled over and

and fifty rounds.” Klein took another sip of his

the price. “This will definitely be more expensive than a regular weapons

Klein took five one-pound notes he prepared from his

for the notes’ authenticity

more straightforward than you

put the notes on the billiard table, leaned against a crutch,

billiards and found it to be very

He nearly lost his composure and laughed while

entered, carrying a package wrapped in brown paper and two