Lord of the Mysteries

“As long as you can confirm her location, you can receive 1,000 pounds! This is the first time I’ve seen such a mission!” On the street outside the Amyris Leaf Bar, Danitz rubbed his hands together with a hint of excitement. He clenched his fists and hit the tall iron-black gas lamppost, yearning to immediately wander around the city and find the red-haired woman named Helene.

To him, 1,000 pounds wasn’t a small sum. It was enough to add one more house to his line of properties in Bayam. It just wouldn’t be located in the most prosperous and valuable districts.

The Elf Flying Carpet he had previously obtained was only around two to three thousand pounds, and this was the reward he had gained from fighting dangerous fellows such as Steel Maveti and Blood Brambles Hendry. It was completely incomparable to the easy mission of finding someone.

Klein, who was walking ahead, held a package wrapped in newspaper. They were the charm materials which had cost him fifteen pounds. He slowed his pace a little, glanced at Danitz, and spoke without expression, “5,500 pounds.”

“…”

Danitz’s excitement froze on his face.

Only then did he remember an important problem. In the eyes of the other pirates and adventurers, he was as “attractive” as red-haired Helene.

They didn’t need to fight him. Once they recognized him, they could report his identity to the military, the Church, or the police, and they would receive a reward worth more than 1,000 pounds. After all, he was already a great pirate worth 5,500 pounds.

Searching for red-haired Helene would be equivalent to a lady with a nice figure and good looks entering the Red Theater for entertainment.

Dog… sh*t… Danitz spat out a single word, his face grim, as he stretched out the middle consonant.

At the same time, he automatically pulled down his cap even lower.

Klein, who had poured cold water on Danitz, resumed his normal walking speed and considered the question of finding the red-haired Helene.

The lack of a medium and the necessary information had made it difficult for him to use divination, so he had to consider other methods.

Activate my underlings to do an investigation of the entire city? This is something that can only be done by the Church, the military, and the police. Even the local gangs would find it difficult to accomplish… Wait, I think I can…

I’m not Sea God Kalvetua. My believers are all across Bayam and Blue Mountain Island. I just need to make an announcement, no—a revelation to all my believers, and I can get them to search for red-haired Helene… But would this damage my standing? To do something like that for 1,000 pounds, even a god wants some face…

If I were the real Sea God, I wouldn’t care about this. However, I’m now acting as Kalvetua. I have to maintain the dignity of a god as best as I can.

Back when Kalvetua was on the verge of collapse, it didn’t even broadcast a revelation when it was urgently trying to find Leticia and her subordinates. Instead, it only gave orders to his worshipers in the upper echelons… I can change its commandments as part of reconstructing an image, but I can’t appear too low-class… Well, that should also be a requirement of true acting.

It would be difficult to organize an investigation just by giving Kalat, Edmonton, and the others a revelation. Furthermore, they would definitely magnify the severity of the issue and cause a huge commotion. It would only make things more difficult to deal with later.

and attempt to contact the magic mirror, Arrodes. I’ll ask him about red-haired Helene’s location. I have to be careful about this. I need to prepare ahead of time and confirm it via divination. I don’t want to receive strange telegrams from the True Creator or the Primordial Demoness. Even a glance at it would probably make me

come up with ideas, Klein boarded a rental carriage parked at the corner of the street. Danitz pressed his cap and followed closely

Klein took off his hat and coat while saying to Danitz, “If your captain

doesn’t know. Otherwise, I would’ve known this red-haired Helene.” Danitz grinned. “I don’t know who’s

a love story akin to the ones Emperor Roselle

casually mentioned, “I’ll do the

it?” Danitz snapped out of his fantasies, wondering if he had

“Yes.” Klein nodded.

heart. He had actually decided to risk his life to save those people when we

the bedroom, locked the door, and threw them above the gray fog with

Sea God Scepter flew out from the junk pile. He scanned through the

process, he would occasionally respond, like a child who still had great interest in a

a close, ripples of light began to form around the seat of

to me, to The Fool and not to Sea God… Klein raised his eyebrows and emanated his

…

a room

in his heart and said to the sweet, young girl, Denise, “The gift of god is in our bodies, but if we want to obtain it, we must have a

and beloved by the gods. I will personally guide you. In the process, no matter what happens, you must trust me and listen

you have

His specialty was to establish a cult to cheat others for money and sex. He would then decisively flee before it reached a certain scale

gangsters in

falsely claimed that The Fool was the incarnation of the Lord of the Storms and that he would come to save the faithful during the apocalypse. This was a secret that could not be widely publicized and could only be spread in secret; otherwise, it would attract the attention of the gods of the other Churches. Only those who were chosen would

appear more persuasive, he spent a lot of money in Backlund, buying a piece

was on the piece of paper, his comment

get a response when we read the honorific name of God? Aren’t we Blessed who have been selected and should bathe

Sheeran took a deep breath and suppressed the tantalizing images in

God which is hidden in

enough. Don’t argue, I can

you will be able to recite

Denise’s idolizing and curious gaze, Ed Sheeran picked up a pen on the table beside

the Hermes language used for

Sheeran had acquired a lot of religious knowledge and even went to a university’s Department of History to sit in on archeology

of Denise, he proudly recited the words he had written in Hermes, “The Fool that doesn’t belong to this