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.

the street which had carriages and pedestrians passing through,

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

it didn’t garner

Church of Earth Mother?” Leonard frowned

before leaving Rose Street where the Harvest Church

…

Why doesn’t he just go rob a bank? Above the gray fog, Klein, who had received the feedback from Emlyn, nearly blurted

he had previously said something similar, but

about 5,000 pounds. Even if there was a premium, it would’ve maxed out at 6,000 pounds. Who knew that Leonard Mitchell

it be an item left behind from a High-Sequence Beyonder, making the act of stealing Beyonder powers just one of its effects? No, if that’s really the case, the price would start from 10,000 pounds… My dear poet, why didn’t I know you as a profiteering merchant. You clearly exhibit a free and easy demeanor and showed no interest in money… Klein couldn’t help but

had a clue and saw a glimmer of hope and how it was something that could be resolved with money, Klein didn’t wish to seek out other channels to prevent any mishaps from

wealth and discovered that

subtracting the 200 pounds to be paid to Miss Magician, I have

before the end of the week, as well as the 1,800 pounds for the Psychiatrist characteristic. I’m actually richer than I

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

pounds for the mystical item, and

gone in an instant… Klein conjured The World and made him pose in a

getting the cash. He had to wait until tomorrow. This was because he was afraid that the angel from the Zoroast family inside Leonard Mitchell would sense the gray

had shrunk by more than half and

already 10:40 on a Friday. They were

the ritual, and brought out the iron cigar case which contained the

Darkwill would suspect something, so he deliberately brought the die to

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

should be enough to last until Darkwill hands it to the contact. There’s no need to deal with

mind, Klein began to consider another problem with

Creator before, and it has “His” mental corruption. To take it out once every few hours might cause “Him” to

one or two minutes each time, so the problem isn’t that serious. 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

Apothecary slumped on the reclining chair, looking completely exhausted. As for the owl, Harry, it looked like it was brimming with energy, as though

taking the same potion? At the very least, Miss Justice has never mentioned that she doesn’t need sleep… It’s a uniqueness that comes about because of an owl’s biological makeup? Sigh, I don’t know much about owls. Indeed, I’m just a keyboard warrior who is only a jack of all trades… Klein sat on the sofa and placed the milky-white die into the ring box and patiently waited for evening to arrive when the ship was scheduled to

sun gradually set in the

Klein, who had his eyes closed, suddenly sat up, having sensed an extreme

a Seer’s spiritual intuition and the Clown’s intuition for danger. It seemed to stem from the formless

the Aurora Order’s Saint? Klein opened his eyes as he began considering countermeasures with an

in a time such as this would require him to consider matters of being

absolutely no way