Lord of the Mysteries

What has “me receiving the mission the day before yesterday” have to do with when I find him? If I didn’t need to spend a day waiting for the Snake of Fate, Will Auceptin, to locate me, I could’ve done so 24 hours earlier… That’s what professionalism is! Klein answered calmly, “You can choose not to hear what I have to say.”

Darkwill choked back the words he had prepared as his facial muscles twitched.

“Go ahead and say it.”

Klein described flatly, “I received intel that Roy King has been captured by the military and is presently imprisoned in the governor-general’s office.”

News I received from Arrodes… he added inwardly.

“For real?” Darkwill couldn’t hold back again as he widened his eyes and blurted out a retort.

Klein nodded indiscernibly and said, “My information source is sufficiently reliable.”

“But I have no way of confirming it…” Darkwill said in hesitation.

“This is because it involves an important Sealed Artifact of the Life School of Thought,” Klein said directly.

Darkwill immediately jumped in fright as he took two steps back and looked around warily, afraid that someone had heard what Klein had just said.

Can this sort of thing be said out on the street? He knows that we’re from the Life School of Thought, and he knows that Old Man is involved in an important Sealed Artifact… I only learned of that from my last communication with him… Darkwill gradually began to believe the adventurer in front of him.

Klein swept a glance at the owl who swooped down and landed on the chubby Apothecary’s shoulder.

“You can make your payment.”

“I can’t confirm it. I can’t just believe what you say, right…” Darkwill said stubbornly.

Then, he saw the eyes of the adventurer in front of him turn abnormally cold.

He trembled and hurriedly said, “Alright. I’ll barely count it as you completing the mission.”

Unwillingly, he took out a wad of cash from a secret pocket in his witchdoctor robes and handed Klein 100 pounds in change.

Although he was a Beyonder, the physical enhancements he obtained from his job as an Apothecary and Beast Tamer wasn’t enough to play a role in direct combat. He wasn’t necessarily able to defeat an ordinary person with a revolver. As for the Beyonder pet he reared, it was also a fellow without any combat powers. Faced with an experienced and resourceful adventurer who was also likely a Beyonder, both he and the owl together wasn’t necessarily his match. All he could do was act as he said.

wasn’t easy saving up that amount of money… he lamented

the official organizations were more relaxed on enforcing the rules. He could sell certain banned medicine without anyone coming to knock at his door.

when advancing to Beast Tamer. Later, he reared a pet and,

and, while counting it, verified their authenticity before putting it

figure disappear from the alley, Darkwill’s expression

to leave as quickly as possible! As he mumbled, he returned inside his herb store. Once inside, he dragged a brown suitcase and quickly stuffed all sorts of

coins of different denominations from the cash register, stuffed them into his pocket, and took the fake identification documents he had

the various medicinal ingredients he hadn’t finished selling yet, Darkwill’s chubby face clearly

locked the door while resisting his aching heart. He went

been caught… He’s been caught…

company, and after paying for the carriage, he rushed into the

deep breaths as he closely followed the customer ahead of him

me the first ship out of

he sporadically inched forward, Darkwill

quickly

left in front of him, Darkwill paused on the

himself and immediately turned around, carried his suitcase, and walked

…

didn’t care how Darkwill was saving his teacher, Roy King. He believed that it wasn’t

history. It has a considerable heritage. Chubby Apothecary will naturally be able to find someone to help… If even the Life School of Thought can’t do it, it will be useless even if I get the entire Tarot Club to help. So there’s no need for me to worry for him. The military in Bayam has a demigod… Of course, he might not be in the governor-general’s office and might be in the military base. Inside the carriage, Klein took out his wallet and looked at the paper crane in it, wondering if he should

just waiting passively. And I can’t keep the paper crane on me all day. In a few days, I’ll send it back to the junk pile

time here, he had made a

Street, which was close to Amyris Leaf Bar. He stayed in an inn called Tiana. He got a

slightly sweet milky fruit juice, Klein no longer cared about his image. He slumped into a reclining chair and decided to daze off and take a nap for the next two hours before going above the gray fog to

…

Backlund, the White family.

of him at the altar, and he seemed to be able

within it, so as to confirm that it was the inheritance from

a Baron. And this isn’t difficult at this stage, Emlyn thought

…

it was Monday again. Above the Fog Sea,

flag on it. It depicted an eyelash-less eye with ten stars surrounding