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.

confirming that he wasn’t injured, Ince Zangwill wore a pair of bright leather

sitting on his desk as though it

box that was covered with

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

he had done last night,

somewhat unfamiliar, as though his body had given

abnormalities under his fingernails, but he couldn’t recall what

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

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

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

he had become a Nightwatcher, Ince Zangwill didn’t 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 the house to figure out what had

point, he saw the final passage on the notebook through the corner

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

turned heavy as he attempted to channel spirits. Within his expectations, he didn’t receive any outcome which could be

…

Bar that

around to a secluded alley and saw Oz Kent carrying a tiny

bounty.” Oz Kent threw

forth—the former involved the governor-general’s office and the kingdom’s finance ministry. The procedure was complicated and needed at

spot. He saw stacks of neatly arranged cash, with most of them in one- or

a cut,” Oz Kent said as he

were any other adventurer, he would have given 4,000 pounds at most. The rest was

with the crazy man whose strength was close to a pirate admiral, all he could do was volunteer work thanks to his fear of being executed on

is unlikely to fool me with fake notes… Klein grabbed a stack of

outside the alley, Darkwill heard Oz Kent’s words and secretly shot a glance at

time he was seeing so

adventurer really is a profitable 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 pathway… Darkwill thought with

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 medicine to add to the fun

still safer being an apothecary… Darkwill sighed

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

nodded slightly and said, “I received

Kent was first enlightened before he felt a baffling sense of

be a day where he causes problems. It’s better to drift out at sea and fight those pirates…

tweed coat, Klein didn’t speak further. With the suitcase in hand, he turned to

liner to Oravi Island. The owl flew in between the trees and appeared

before they boarded the ship, Darkwill reeled with anxiety. He was afraid the person who had betrayed his teacher would suddenly

first-class cabin that belonged to him. As long as the liner went out into the sea, Beyonders without flight capabilities or their own ships would find it

start the ship…” Darkwill looked out the

this moment, the owl had followed and perched on his left shoulder. Klein sat

moment, the sky suddenly turned dark as the wind howled with increasing strength. The