Lord of the Mysteries

Sharron took the sedative that was stored in a glass tube, looked at the liquid that looked pure, and lightly nodded.

“Alright.”

As expected of someone who doesn’t waste her breath… Klein smiled and said, “Miss Sharron, can you tell me the candidate locations for the battleground that you’ve decided on? I wish to familiarize myself with the surroundings in the next few days. This way, no matter where you ultimately choose, my preparations would be more than sufficient.”

And since they have the right to choose the location of the final battle, they won’t worry about the possibility of me informing the authorities or any other Beyonder who might try to take advantage of the situation… Of course, if she really doesn’t trust me, she could try another “notarization”… Klein thought quietly.

Sharron stared at him for a few seconds with her blue eyes before saying, “Prepare a map of Backlund when you’re back.

“Leave it on the coffee table.”

“No problem. I hope that this cooperation will not only go smoothly but also be enjoyable.” Klein habitually leaned forward to shake hands.

Sharron lowered her head to take a look, and her figure gradually faded into the air.

Klein continued his motion and raised his right hand to smooth his black hair, laughing dryly in the process.

He had asked for the location of the battleground ahead of time, not only to prepare for the mission but also to be on guard against Sharron and Maric.

Although their philosophy was to suppress and restrain their desires, and it was unlikely they wouldn’t kick someone to the curb when they’d outlived their usefulness. Klein couldn’t be sure that Wraith Steve, Zombie Jason, and Werewolf Tyre didn’t have what they had abnormally desired. If there really was a treasure that would cause any ordinary Beyonder to have strong malicious intent, Klein really couldn’t guarantee that the two Mutants would be able to control themselves.

Therefore, he had to figure out the environment in advance and prepare an escape route in the event that they wished to silence him.

It wasn’t that Klein didn’t trust Sharron, who he had went through life-and-death with, but it was the most basic form of self-protection.

One shouldn’t have the heart to harm others, but one must be vigilant so as to not be harmed… Klein turned his head to look out the window and sighed inwardly in Chinese.

One gas lamp after another kept being left behind as the carriage went forward. The streets became more spacious and cleaner, and it took him more than half an hour to get back to Minsk Street.

It’s really expensive taking a carriage at this time… Klein looked up at the nearly black sky and the red moon that seemed to barely pierce through the clouds.

He walked on for a while, and suddenly he saw that the house of Lawyer Jurgen was dark.

Pulling out his gold pocket watch, he pressed it open and glanced at it. With a chuckle, Klein detoured to Jurgen’s door and used the key that he had been given to open it.

At that moment, Brody the black cat was already quietly sitting behind the door, staring at the visitor with his pair of dark, round green eyes. The room was dark and silent, bleak and lonely.

down and tried to touch Brody’s head, but Brody quickly moved back and flung his hand away

up, opened the valve, and lit the gas lamp. Following Jurgen’s descriptions, he went to the cupboard to find the food

to boil some water, and prepared

reached the counter.

the shredding of chicken breast in his mind while he chatted with

you worried about her

today. Are you feeling lonely and uncomfortable on your own? Do you feel like you lack a sense of belonging

…

spoke, Klein’s voice

him. It didn’t make any noise, nor did

…

invited to tea at

warmly, “This is Mr. Hilbert Alucard, a psychologist and a jewelry designer. He’s very talented. This is Miss

man in his forties. He looked to

particularly outstanding. He gave off a

baby-faced lady who looked like a young girl studying at a public or grammar school even though she was already a

was three or four centimeters shorter than Audrey, and she had long raven-black hair that reached her waist and a

then she sat down, keenly aware

know nothing. While initiating topics in the field

have already taken the Spectator and Telepathist potions…

silent Alucard, Escalante was quite a conversationalist. After a few rounds of exchanges, she asked, “Do you know

haven’t heard of those,” Audrey cautiously answered, using only

learned from Mr. Hanged Man what a Major Year and

end. A Major Month refers to the number of years it takes for this deviation

asked the wrong questions from time to time in a

Escalante stood up at the

eventually hint at the matter regarding the Psychology Alchemists, but in the

of it, they will need to interact with me a few times and observe me in secret before they decide whether or not they want to reveal information to me and recruit me into the organization… That’s good too, I can report this to Mr. Fool! Audrey quickly understood the

I see that you’re also interested in psychology? Why not

of the Goddess. They should be able to

comparisons would they be able to make a decision. This was because this wasn’t only a matter between two youngsters, but it also involved the alliance and mutual

aristocratic women were able to officially enter social events under the direction of the queen after the age of 18, proclaiming

of a male aristocrat’s entry into politics for the first time was 28.5

have about eight years to do