Lord of the Mysteries

Backlund, Cherwood Borough.

As the crimson glow faded from her eyes, Fors saw the familiar desk and open notebook which she used to jot down her inspirations.

To her, this experience was no longer anything new, but it still evoked reverence from the bottom of her heart.

This was a power that didn’t belong to humans, something that even demigods were incapable of!

I’ll receive the stomach pouch of a Spirit Eater in two days. My Apprentice potion has already been digested… Finally, I’ll become a Trickmaster. I wonder what Beyonder powers I’ll receive… By advancing by my own abilities, Teacher will definitely place greater importance on me. Apart from potion formulas in the future, perhaps I might be provided with some Beyonder ingredients… How I look forward to that very much. I don’t even know the corresponding names of Sequence 6 and 5. I only know that Sequence 7 is Astrologer. After I become a Trickmaster, I’ll immediately write to Teacher… Fors felt like she was one step closer to ridding herself from the curse of the full moon.

At this moment, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. Finally, it turned into the slam of the door.

Xio is out again. She’s so busy. Fors sighed silently. If not for the 400 pounds debt that she owes Viscount Glaint, we would probably be vacationing at Desi Bay now.

After a long period of hard work, and thanks to the enhancement of her strength, certain tasks that were previously impossible for her to complete have become simple. Moreover, from time to time, Xio would receive small tasks that pay well from the golden-masked man. Xio has already raised her savings from 110 pounds to 320 pounds, leaving her with only 80 pounds left to pay off her debt.

In fact, I could spot her 80 pounds, but unfortunately, although she isn’t tall, she still has a lot of pride in her… Fors withdrew her thoughts and thought about the matter Mr. World had entrusted her.

As a doctor and a writer, she didn’t know much about radios or anything about the entire field of machinery. She didn’t usually pay attention to such information when reading the newspapers, so she didn’t know where she could buy the kind of transceiver The World wanted.

A department store? It probably doesn’t sell one… Ah right, Aville writes science fiction, so he should know a lot about such matters. Fors quickly found the right person to consult.

However, she immediately had a new problem. Was she to visit him directly, or was she to write him a letter of inquiry?

Glancing at the chair covered in a thick, soft blanket, and smelling the fragrance of coffee and tobacco emanating the room, she felt a warmth slowly creeping through her body. Bit by bit, her motivation to leave the house crumbled.

I’m not familiar with him, so I shouldn’t rashly pay him a visit. She sat down with a grunt and unfolded a piece of paper.

…

In the Berg household in the City of Silver.

Derrick opened his eyes and woke up from feigning sleep.

According to his original plan, he would’ve immediately held a sacrificial ritual to send out the stomach pouch of the Spirit Eater. However, the words of The Hanged Man reminded him to be more cautious and make more observations.

then I’ll do the sacrificial ritual all at once… Derrick remained silent for a few seconds, then he attached his

the transaction. He planned to go to the underground market to take a look once the lightning in the sky

headed straight for the library section that

he saw a hard and yellowed book with a cover: “Giant

anything related to the Kings of Angels… Derrick reached for the book, pulled it out, and saw

of the library, Colin Iliad was wearing a flaxen-colored linen shirt and a

the breeze from the window, and his pale blue eyes were deep and

…

12 January. 5:40

and cloudy, with deep blue waves undulating

up and down in this storm, like

it.” Danitz stood by the window and enjoyed the scenery outside. “Fortunately, we’re almost

the White Agate’s journey had been smooth-sailing. With the help of the wind, it reached a stable speed of 15 knots. Hence, even though they arrived

to say, the White Agate, which was scheduled to arrive at the City

glanced up at him,

the more deeply he realized what kind of person he was. When faced

weather at sea and the disasters caused by those terrible storms, but

more there are such differences, the more I recognize myself. Klein sighed

as the private detective, Sherlock Moriarty. Back then, he

and there was no difference… Of course, it could also be said that I was adding a certain kind of persona into the mix. Beneath

more aware of a problem; although playing the role of a purely fictional person could help him digest the potion, he needed to replace an existing identity to speed up and improve his progress. He needed to gain the affirmation of people from the

but ultimately become yourself in the end? And get feedback from the people involved? Klein looked at the pale yellow carpet, his

Danitz spread his

crazy guy is good in every way other than making me do what servants do. There’s only one thing, he doesn’t like to talk. There’s a communication barrier with him. If this goes on, I’ll definitely go crazy…. Fortunately, I’m finally at Bayam. I can finally be free! Danitz felt that he

look up, smile, and say, “You can

better if you don’t say anything!

Woosh!

docked smoothly and arrived at the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, Bayam, the

home to a variety of exotic spices, with the plantations of these produce being mainstays

the archipelago which was mostly covered in forest. It had gold, silver, copper, coal, iron, and other minerals, as well as a plentiful variety of fruits due to the particularly fertile land. For these reasons, the first batch of colonists named the seaside city they built the

which Danitz packed, and he left Room 312, entering the

any surprises, he met Donna’s

afraid of Klein after the fright he gave them. They hid behind