Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 283

Xio has been in the bounty hunter business for a very long time. Many things were done on instinct without any thought.

When she saw the patron who entered was nearly two meters tall, she instinctively lowered her head and continued to eat her pork sausage and french fries as if nothing had happened.

Although the food entered her mouth, Xio didn’t taste it at all. She endured dozens of painful seconds before she slowly raised her head and pretended to look around casually.

Soon, she saw that the patron who had just entered was sitting in front of the bar counter, waiting for his booze and lunch.

Soft, curly pale yellow hair, dark brown beast-like eyes, a slightly drooping mouth, an aura of solitude and malevolence… Little by little, the details came into Xio’s eyes, overlapping with the image in her head.

It’s him!

It’s the suspected murderer!

The man who killed Williams!

Xio lowered her head again and slowly stuffed the rest of the food into her mouth.

After a few minutes, she set the tray down on the bar, along with the glass, and left the Workers Alliance Tavern without looking back.

Due to her high boots, they effectively masked the most obvious features of her boots.

Outside, Xio slowed her pace and found a secluded spot to observe the people entering and exiting the tavern.

After waiting for a while, she finally found an acquaintance, a technician named Burton, who lived in East Borough and worked at the East Balam Dock.

The young man liked to treat himself to a cup of shoddy rye beer at noon or in the afternoon, and his salary only allowed him to afford such a beer, and he couldn’t drink it every day.

Xio nimbly darted over and patted Burton on the shoulder. She lowered her voice and said, “It’s me, Xio.”

“Xio?” Burton looked up and down at the short man and nearly failed to recognize him as the famous Arbiter Xio Derecha of the streets of East Borough.

“I have something to ask you.” Xio pointed to a nearby corner.

Burton followed in puzzlement, only to come to a realization when he arrived in a secluded corner.

“Are you doing a bounty mission?”

He had heard that Xio was also a bounty hunter.

“Yes.” Xio nodded perfunctorily, fished out five pennies, and tossed them around. “Do you know that tall man at the tavern?”

“You mean the one that’s this tall, has pale yellow hair, and wears a fierce look?” Burton gestured.

and unfolded it.

to this tavern often for the past two to three months. I’ve never seen him before that. He’s very fierce, completely unreasonable, and he’s good at fighting.

young. I felt that I was in danger and wasn’t

sociable and he seldom speaks. We don’t even know what his name is. We have given him a nickname,

a while before asking again, “Where else have

friends the same question.

him appear there. Xio, why aren’t you a member of the union? You’re so just, and those guys not only charge us 1.5 soli

forget about it. In order to live a good life, we must help each other. However, once they organize a strike, they’ll come to an agreement with

her right palm and said, “Apart from

my friends probably haven’t either. After all, we often discuss him

didn’t say anything more and gave

“Drinks on me.”

I just

her sentence, she had already turned around the corner and headed towards the Dock Union located at East

later, Xio saw the

wore her canvas coat inverted and exposed the patches beneath, instantly transforming herself from a short worker to

homeless people huddled around the corner, pinched her nose, and went over to sit down beside them. She glanced at the Dock Union on the opposite side of the street where people were coming in and

the minutes passed, Xio endured the cold and the harsh environment while tenaciously observing the situation around the Dock Union and the

and she also remembered how she felt when she saw the newspaper that fateful

her even

moment, about eight people came out of the Dock Union, and they headed for the café across the street to have lunch

eyes and carefully scanned every passer-by to confirm

batch of people when the door to the coffee shop creaked and was pulled open as the heat from within rushed out. A man couldn’t help but take off his gold-rimmed glasses and wipe away the

glance, and

Those eyes!

That mouth!

always had that

head back, not daring to look

man from before had bronze skin and short hair, and his face was craggy. He was very different from the portraits, except that his eyes and mouth gave her

the feeling of

her head and stared at the flagstones on

…

At the Sammers.

lunch, the hosts and guests gathered in the activity room to chat, and they agreed to play

interjecting from time

usual serious expression, occasionally providing legal advice

his body slightly, and asked

are very interesting.” Jurgen nodded

and blurted a question, “Then why don’t you

and looked

“Why are you smiling?”

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