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.

do the sacrificial ritual all at once… Derrick remained silent for a few seconds, then he attached his Axe of Hurricane to his

hurry to complete the

went up to the third floor and headed straight for the library section that dealt with mythology and

and yellowed book with a cover: “Giant King’s

of Angels… Derrick reached for the book, pulled it out,

upper level of the library, Colin Iliad was wearing a flaxen-colored linen shirt and a brown coat and standing

unkempt grizzled hair flailed in the breeze from the window, and his pale blue

…

12 January. 5:40

dark and cloudy, with

up and down in this storm, like

will appear insignificant in front of it.” Danitz stood by the window

a stable speed of 15 knots. Hence,

scheduled to arrive at the City of Generosity on the morning of the 13th, arrived on the evening of

reflections, Klein just glanced up at him, then looked away and continued

persona, the more deeply he realized what kind of person he was. When faced with different situations, he realized that the choices he really wanted to make were different from

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

there are such differences, the

was something he hadn’t experienced when he moved about with his identity as the private detective, Sherlock Moriarty. Back then, he didn’t have to

into the mix. Beneath Gehrman Sparrow’s gentleness and madness, he has a kind, brave, and compassionate heart that values relationships. Heh heh, I can’t boast about myself. If I had known earlier that Bansy was Binsy, I-I would’ve most likely been terrified… Not necessarily.

role of a purely fictional person could help him digest the potion, he needed to replace an existing identity to speed up and

become yourself in the end? And get feedback from the people involved? Klein looked at the pale

a response, Danitz spread his hands helplessly, feeling bored out of his

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

a while he saw Gehrman Sparrow look up, smile, and say, “You can tell me about the pirate

if you don’t say anything! Danitz’s expression

Woosh!

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

Spice Archipelago, and it was home to a variety of exotic spices, with the plantations of these produce being mainstays of the

variety of fruits due to the particularly fertile land. For these reasons, the first batch of colonists named the seaside

left Room 312, entering the corridor that led to

he met Donna’s family, Cleves,

were still a little afraid of Klein after the fright he gave them. They hid behind