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

for the past two to three months. I’ve never seen him before that. He’s very fierce, completely unreasonable,

was just like my encounter with a ferocious beast when I was young. I felt that I was in danger and wasn’t

He’s not very sociable and he seldom speaks. We don’t even know what his name is. We have given him a nickname, ‘Giant.'” Burton

while before asking again, “Where else

question. Remember,

see 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 a week. But when the other docks go on strike, they’ll pay us half our salary just because we

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 the

palm and said, “Apart from that, have you

often discuss him in private,” Burton

say anything more and

“Drinks on me.”

I just

she had already turned around the corner and headed towards the Dock Union located

ten minutes later, Xio saw

inverted and exposed the patches beneath, instantly transforming herself from a short worker to

to sit down beside them. She glanced at the Dock Union on the opposite side of the street where people were coming in

endured the cold and the harsh environment while tenaciously observing the situation around the

clearly remembered Williams’s insistence on drinking, and she also remembered how

made her even more patient than

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

narrowed her eyes and carefully scanned every passer-by

wait for the next batch of people when the door to the coffee shop creaked and was pulled open as the heat from within

glance, and

Those eyes!

That mouth!

had

her head back, not

his face was craggy. He was very different from the portraits, except that

was the feeling

bowed her head and stared at the flagstones on the

…

At the Sammers.

guests gathered in the

stories echoed intermittently as Klein maintained his smile, interjecting from time

Cooper wore his usual serious expression, occasionally providing legal advice for

asked in a low voice, “Are you

are very interesting.” Jurgen

stunned and blurted a question,

slightly and looked

“Why are you smiling?”

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