Lord of the Mysteries

Upon hearing Leonard Mitchell’s invitation, Emlyn didn’t show any fear. He held his top hat and wore a subtle smile before entering the house without any qualms.

He didn’t take off his coat, as a Potions Professor often brought several supplementary items. It wouldn’t look pleasant once the concealment of these items was gone.

Emlyn sat down with his starched tailcoat, leaning back into the support as he leisurely said, “Actually, there’s no need to go through the trouble.

“If you have it, name the price; otherwise, just frankly say so.

“Of course, I’m very certain you have one.”

He chuckled as his bright red eyes reflected Leonard Mitchell’s figure that didn’t mind the tidiness of his getup.

The feeling of “me knowing you have a secret, with you not knowing anything about me” left Emlyn extremely pleased as he felt a strong sense of superiority.

Leonard used his fingers to comb his raven-black hair and casually sat on the chair opposite Emlyn. He didn’t show any panic or puzzlement as he said with a smile, “At the very least, I need to know who wants it.”

“Perhaps it’s me, or perhaps it’s my friend,” Emlyn tipped his chin as he smiled gently.

Leonard squinted his eyes as he cocked his head, as though in thought.

Finally, he laughed.

“Alright, since you’ve already taken out that badge, I’ll answer you frankly.

“I do have a mystical item that can be used to steal the Beyonder powers of others, but I only have that one item.

“If you wish to buy it, 7,000 pounds. No negotiation.”

7,000 pounds? A mystical item of this kind is that expensive? Although he didn’t have to pay for it, Emlyn was still shocked. He nearly failed to maintain his bearing as a Sanguine.

He automatically converted how much money that could be used to exchange for dolls and doll dresses.

After two seconds of thought, Emlyn revealed a smile and said, “I’ll consider it. I’ll answer you in two days.”

“Sure.” Leonard curled the corners of his lips.

After leaving 7 Pinster Street, Emlyn hired a rental carriage as though nothing had happened as he headed for the steam metro station in North Borough, before heading back to the bridge at South Borough.

had carriages and pedestrians passing through, Emlyn chuckled and took a step into

and a black street lamp, an inconspicuous shadow suddenly moved,

but it didn’t garner the

from the Church of Earth Mother?” Leonard

two seconds before leaving Rose

…

a bank? Above the gray fog,

said something similar, but the two situations

mystical item was worth about 5,000 pounds. Even if there was a premium, it would’ve maxed out at 6,000 pounds.

from 10,000 pounds… My

that could be resolved with money, Klein didn’t wish to seek

quickly calculated his wealth and discovered that it was an acceptable

5,400 pound bounty from Wormtongue, and the cash I got from the bodies, and subtracting the 200 pounds to be paid to Miss Magician, I have a total of 12,767

she owes me before the end of the week, as well as the 1,800 pounds for

and didn’t hesitate any further. He made the cash fly out

aside—7,000 pounds for the mystical

after going through all the effort to go past ten thousand, more than half of it will be gone in an instant… Klein conjured The World and made him pose in a praying manner to inform Emlyn that there were no problems with going through with the transaction. Fifteen minutes later, a ritual was to be held to receive the bestowment from

warn Emlyn to not be in a rush to complete the deal after getting the cash. He had to wait until tomorrow. This was because he was

Klein glanced at the cash pile which had shrunk by more than half and sighed before

a Friday. They were about eight hours from

the Die of Probability again… Klein muttered, held the ritual, and brought out the iron cigar case which

deliberately brought the die to the washroom to deal

calm down once again, Klein quickly dealt with the All-Black Eye and the iron cigar case. After

hands it to the contact.

Klein began to consider another

front of the True Creator before, and it has “His” mental corruption. To take it out once every few hours might cause “Him” to lock onto me, allowing him to send powerhouses to seek me

Even if “He” senses it, their estimate of the area wouldn’t be too precise. Sigh, when it involves the True Creator, there’s no way to determine things with divination. I can only raise my guard. Thankfully, this is the last time, and it will take only about eight hours to

the living room and saw the chubby Apothecary slumped on the reclining chair, looking completely exhausted. As for

makeup? Sigh, I don’t know much about owls. Indeed, I’m just a keyboard warrior who is only a jack of all trades…

ticked by as the sun gradually set

who had his eyes closed, suddenly

danger. It seemed to stem from the formless gray fog which strangely

Saint? Klein opened his eyes as

as this would require him to consider matters of

absolutely no way for