Lord of the Mysteries

Underground shooting range of the Quelaag Club.

When he was done shooting, Klein meticulously serviced his free revolver and adjusted the ratio of purifying bullets, demon hunting bullets, and exorcism bullets to 3:1:1.

Phew. He exhaled, put away the revolver, tidied his coat, and slowly walked back to the hall on the first floor.

He had already heard from the attendant that the dish that was in limited supply today was pan-fried Dragon-Bone Fish.

As soon as he entered the buffet cafeteria, Klein saw an acquaintance, Talim Dumont, the equestrian teacher from an abject noble family with short brown curls. He was eating his lunch with unfocused eyes.

Klein carried his plate over, sat down, and greeted him.

Talim turned his head and glanced at him. His lips quivered a few times, and after three or four seconds of silence, he finally opened his mouth and mumbled, “Sherlock, do you know—do you know rare people who have strange abilities and are very powerful?”

Yes, the one in front of you is one… Klein’s eyebrows twitched. He didn’t give a direct answer.

“What do you want to do?”

Talim opened his mouth but said nothing.

With a solemn expression, he thought for a while before he squeezed out a smile and said, “It’s nothing. I was just asking out of curiosity.”

He had asked what should a person do if he fell in love with someone he shouldn’t have the last time, and this time, he’s asking if I know of anyone with strange abilities… Is he trying to get rid of the other party and completely sever his friend’s fantasies? Who’s worth the risk? Hiring a killer is equivalent to murder! Klein mumbled silently, cut a piece of the fish without any fine bones, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Talim drew a breath, finished the food from his plate quickly, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

He seemed to return to normal as he said with a smile, “Mike wants to hire you for a few days to be his bodyguard.”

Mike Joseph? The reporter from the Daily Observer? I remember his performance at the Golden Rose was rather brilliant… Klein chuckled.

“What does Mike want to do now?”

Talim spread out his hands and said, “I’m not sure. He just casually mentioned this matter. It seems to have something to do with an interview. He said that he will visit you the day after tomorrow. I hope you have the time to accept this commission.”

“I can’t be sure.” Klein, who didn’t know the details, didn’t give an affirmative answer.

At that moment, he heard a series of illusory pleas from a woman.

Miss Magician? Is she prepared to sacrifice the money in exchange for the formula?Klein picked up his speed and finished the rest of his food. Then, he downed the black tea and went to the reception desk to get the attendant to open a lounge for him.

After sealing the room with a wall of spirituality, he went above the gray fog and found that his judgment was correct. Miss Magician was requesting to hold the sacrificial ritual.

delay was that she only had 370 pounds on her, and

she saw the 450 pounds vanish into the illusionary door,

“Sequence 8. Trickmaster.

a Spirit Eater, 20

from Hornbeam, 10 grams of String Grass Powder, a blossoming Red Chestnut

finally obtained it! It’s been years! Fors couldn’t help pacing back and

took out a pen and a piece of paper, recording down the formula so

is at least 300 pounds, and I only have 430 pounds left… I still need to work hard to earn more money… I-I’m going to write a new book! Fors suddenly felt that she was brimming with motivation.

…

minutes to eight on a Wednesday evening, carrying all his savings, Klein entered the house where

robe, with the hood over his face,

much will remain after

something? Klein frowned slightly

Eye of Wisdom clapped his

his sentence, someone impatiently spoke up. It was the heavily shrouded lady who seemed to have an Artisan

“Is the friend who wanted to sell

Klein answered

pushed her iron mask down and said, “This time, there’s a Beyonder

Klein suppressed the eagerness in

said, “This is a whip woven from

disguise it as a

be covered with pure holy flames of light. Any undead monsters that are whipped by it will suffer great damage, and the weaker ones would

soak in liquids to create Sun Holy Water. But that would reduce the spirituality’s durability. Every use will decrease its durability by a

thirteen

are willing, you can exchange it for

be used to concoct the Sequence 4’s Unshadowed potion… Klein was quite satisfied with the weapon itself, but the problem was that it could only be used for thirteen months. Every time he made Sun Holy Water, the durability would be reduced by a month. In time, he would have to replenish it with something

in mind, he turned to

Wisdom, can you describe, in

write it down on paper and indicate the price

the brooch and thus raise the price, so he decided

laughed and asked an attendant to bring him

writing, the members of the gathering continued their trade. There were even some who were tempted as they asked about the price of the whip,

of Wisdom finished writing the introduction and passed it

unrolled it, he saw that the words on the paper were written in print, preventing him

careful… He started

It can also be called Midsummer, and it is

to sense it, but undead spirits and monsters will suffer constant damage, and they will quickly ‘evaporate’ like a pool of