Lord of the Mysteries

Upon hearing the chubby Apothecary’s question, Klein smiled inwardly as he wore a stoic expression.

“From the moment you make the first payment.”

Darkwill didn’t hesitate to take out a huge wad of cash as he counted it while his heart pained for the money.

“Here’s 300 pounds.

“You can carry out your promise.”

Klein received the notes and nodded.

“That wouldn’t be an issue.”

Darkwill immediately felt relieved, as though he was a drowning person who had finally caught onto a float.

Half an hour later, in the Teana Inn, Darkwill watched in a daze as the powerful adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow, said to the reception counter, “Switch us to a luxurious suite.”

With that said, Klein took two steps backward as though giving his spot to the chubby Apothecary.

Darkwill gulped his saliva and asked hesitantly, “I’m paying?”

“During the mission, all expenses are borne by the employer. This is the rule adventurers follow,” Klein said without a change in expression.

I’d be a dumbsss if I believed you! Am I to help you pay if you call for a few Red Theater prostitutes? Darkwill thought as he squeezed out a smile.

“We can use an ordinary room. This will make the protection job easier.”

“Then, you stay by yourself.” Klein acted as Gehrman Sparrow without any effort.

Darkwill laughed and walked to the counter and said without expression, “A luxurious suite.”

When Darkwill finally checked in and entered the smaller bedroom, he opened the window and left an “opening” for the owl, Mr. Harry. He took out the ring box in his pocket and checked the situation of the strange die.

After confirming that the die was the same as before, with four points facing up, Darkwill gradually heaved a sigh of relief.

…

Backlund. Inside an ordinary house.

Ince Zangwill woke up from his slumber, and the first thing he did was check on his body.

This was something he had to repeat every day. This was because he had no idea what kind of story 0-08 would compose after he slept, bringing about unknown accidents.

Zangwill wore a pair of

silently sitting on his desk as though it was an

a metal box that was covered with symbols

over with a heavy heart and grabbed 0-08. He flipped open the notebook beside

couldn’t recall what he had done last night, but he acutely sensed some

his reflection somewhat unfamiliar, as though his body had given birth to

under his fingernails, but he couldn’t recall what he had done the previous night no matter how hard

instinctively looked at the full-body mirror in the room. He saw that he was still blind in one eye. His classic chiseled face didn’t have a single wrinkle, but there was a smile lingering at the edges of his mouth. It formed a stark contrast

face was a little livid. He had eye bags, and it was matched with the smile he couldn’t understand. He appeared

head, and saw black stain blocks under his fingernails. It was as though he had spent half the night digging up

lose the Beyonder powers he had from before. He was still a powerful Spirit Guide, a Spirit Guide in the domain of dead spirits. Therefore, he immediately planned to communicate with the spirits inside and outside

this point, he saw the final passage on

spirits, but sadly he realized that it was to no avail. It was as though a person of a similar profession had wiped out all clues. He

he attempted to channel spirits. Within his expectations, he didn’t receive

…

morning, outside Amyris Leaf Bar

circled around to a secluded alley and

threw the small suitcase

of the word. It was money the military had put forth—the former involved the governor-general’s office and the kingdom’s finance ministry. The procedure was complicated and needed at

it on the spot. He saw stacks of neatly arranged cash, with

didn’t take a cut,” Oz Kent said as he forced a

other adventurer, he would have given 4,000 pounds at most. The rest was the income for

close to a pirate admiral, all he could do

fool me with fake notes… Klein grabbed a stack

Oz Kent’s words and secretly shot a glance at the

was the first time he was seeing

profession. Successfully hunting a pirate earns thousands of pounds. Protecting me nets him 1,000 pounds and one request. Occasionally, he can find sunken ships and treasure… Why did I become an apothecary instead of an adventurer? If I had known, I would have chosen that lucky Beyonder

quickly recalled his reality. Most adventurers didn’t live such rich lives. Even if they could make a killing, a third of their income was given to apothecaries, either to treat their injuries and remove any latent injuries, or to buy

still safer being an

had only did a rough count of the money, closed the suitcase and said to Oz Kent, “I’ll be leaving Bayam for some time. If I have any

Oz Kent asked, finding it

nodded slightly and said, “I received a bodyguard

he

sea and fight those pirates… Oz Kent immediately said with a smile, “You can directly send me a telegram and include my address. We have people

didn’t speak further. With

earliest liner to Oravi Island. The owl flew in between the trees and appeared furtively—they had already bought scalped tickets

with anxiety. He was afraid the person who had betrayed his teacher would suddenly rush over

he entered the first-class cabin that belonged to him. As long as the liner went out into the sea, Beyonders without flight capabilities or

the ship. Quickly start the ship…” Darkwill looked out the

his left shoulder.

wind howled with increasing