Lord of the Mysteries

Darkwill sprawled on the ground, momentarily forgetting to stand up. His mind remained blank.

Ever since he had matured, he had never encountered a scenario of tripping himself. After consuming the potions, his body had experienced enhancements to a certain degree, making it even more impossible. Now, for some baffling reason, he had fallen down in an inexplicable manner.

Did I step on something? Darkwill suddenly snapped to his senses as he struck down with his palm and rolled to his feet. He pretended as though the one who had just fallen wasn’t him.

He looked left and right without finding anything odd on the ground. Filled with puzzlement, he took a few difficult steps forward to pick up the milky-white die.

At this moment, a patrolling constable seemed to have sensed the disturbance as he jogged over with baton in hand while holding his other hand down on his revolver.

Upon seeing this scene, Darkwill suddenly felt worried, feeling suspicious that he had fallen for a trap.

They caught Old Man but haven’t come for me all this time. It’s because they were secretly observing me and waiting for me to find some clues?

Now, I’ve gotten my hands on this strange die, they’ve started taking action?

The official Beyonders are here to catch me?

Darkwill instinctively turned around and ran, but he had suffered a rather heavy fall, causing him to feel pain in his knees. He was momentarily only able to walk.

Seeing the patrolling constable approach him, and with him not being able to run, a scene of an underground prison instantly surfaced in Darkwill’s mind. In an environment with only an everlasting candlelight, locked with Beyonders who would heave intensely like monsters…

“What happened?” the patrolling constable pressed down on his revolver as he kept his distance and asked cautiously.

Darkwill suddenly felt an irrepressible fear. As his wrist trembled, the milky-white die he had just picked up fell to the ground again as it rolled a few times.

This time, six red dots pointed up.

Faced with the constable’s scrutiny, Darkwill replied with a trembling voice, “I just stepped onto a damn banana skin and fell.”

The moment he said that, he felt his heart skip a beat. This was because there wasn’t any banana skins on the ground.

Damn it. I was too nervous. I should’ve said that I tripped myself… Darkwill thought in frustration.

He decided to summon the owl perched on the roof opposite him, preparing to make a last stand.

him a glance

to watch where you place your feet when walking.

released his palm on his revolver, raised

“…”

up a gap from him. He wasn’t sure how the constable

and looked at the milky-white die which

my strange fall or my weird way of convincing the constable, it was all because of this? Is this that important Sealed Artifact which Teacher was taking care of?

owl, Darkwill picked up the News report copy, stopped a rental carriage,

forward. Because dusk was setting in, the street lamps which were relatively far away didn’t illuminate the area much. He wasn’t in a rush to study the ring box or the die inside. He patiently waited until

up to the residential area on the second floor, he lit the wall lamp and chased the silly bird out of his room. He sat

he took out a folded piece of paper about the length of a finger

he quickly spread open the piece of paper and discovered that there were three paragraphs written

appear three days after the appointed time, then I must’ve been betrayed and have been arrested. Therefore, do not seek out help from the other members of the School of Thought. This is because

thing that you need to do. Bring the die to Oravi Island and hand it to the bellman, Carnot, in

characteristics. The more you use it, the easier it is for it to awaken. It will roll itself

immediately realized the dumb act he had done out

order to rescue his teacher, Roy King, he overcame his cowardliness and remained in Bayam, as well as sent out a cry for help to the

this meant that he might very well have been targeted by the person who betrayed Roy

No, why didn’t I head out to buy the die earlier!?

night. He would head for Oravi Island early the next

quickly counted the items that could provide him with safety, feeling concern over his

quickly thought of an idea as he paced around and mumbled, “I need to hire

thoughts, Darkwill’s gaze swept across the News

he thought of an excellent bodyguard—Gehrman

could hunt a pirate worth 5,400

find him? Right! I should paste notices in the bars where adventurers frequently appear! Darkwill nodded indiscernibly as he stuffed the items back into his packed suitcase. With this plump owl, he left the herb

…

to Loen, the Black Death was docked there without

Ailment Tracy, who had just taken a hot bath, wore a loose man’s shirt, and she finished the

Demoness, scars

this moment, the blonde female attendant knocked on the door

her cheeks flushed red as she