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.

looked back at the street which had carriages and pedestrians passing through, Emlyn chuckled and

a black street lamp, an inconspicuous shadow

silent, but it didn’t

Church of Earth Mother?” Leonard

seconds before leaving Rose Street where

…

he just go rob a bank? Above the gray fog, Klein, who had received the

Gehrman Sparrow, he had previously said something similar, but the two situations and the

the Golden Dream’s third mate, Flowery Bow Tie Jodeson, as a reference, Klein inferred that a similar mystical item was worth about 5,000 pounds. Even if there was a premium, it would’ve maxed out at 6,000 pounds. Who knew that Leonard Mitchell

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

it was something that could

calculated his wealth and discovered that it was an acceptable

to be paid to Miss Magician, I have a total of 12,767 pounds in cash

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

the cash fly out from the junk

pounds for the mystical item, and 500 pounds

a praying manner to inform Emlyn that there were no problems with going through with the transaction. Fifteen minutes later, a ritual was to

also made The World 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 afraid that the angel from the Zoroast family inside Leonard Mitchell would sense the

minutes later, Klein glanced at the cash pile which had shrunk by more than half and

already 10:40 on a Friday. They

Die of Probability again… Klein muttered, held the

something, so he deliberately

dealt with the All-Black Eye and the iron cigar case. After heaving a long sigh of relief, he did a silent count of

until Darkwill hands it to the contact. There’s no need to deal

in mind, Klein began to consider another problem with

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

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 my guard. Thankfully, this is the last time, and it will take only about eight hours to reach our destination…

picked up the Die of Probability and returned to the living room and saw the chubby Apothecary slumped on the reclining chair, looking completely exhausted. As for the owl, Harry, it

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

ticked by as the sun gradually set in

his eyes closed, suddenly sat

the Clown’s intuition for danger. It seemed to stem from the formless gray

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

would require him to consider matters

Darkwill and Harry, there was absolutely no way for them to