Lord of the Mysteries

Oravi Hospice Foundation.

The lady responsible for volunteer registration hurriedly bent her back as she frantically searched for the fountain pen which had dropped. At this moment, Klein also noticed that she was reading a News Report paper from a few days ago. It was back when his portrait and escapades were published.

This area subscribes to newspapers from the Rorsted Archipelago as well? From the time it takes to sail between the places, it’s true that they can only read news from three to four days ago… If I had known earlier, I would’ve worn a new face and thought of a fake name before coming… Klein stood in front of the desk as he thought helplessly.

The lady in her thirties finally picked up the fountain pen, raised her head, and said with a trembling voice, “Y-you want to do volunteer work?”

“Yes,” Klein gave an affirmative answer.

“B-but you’re an adventurer,” the mortified lady stammered for an excuse.

She instinctively didn’t want such an extremely dangerous person to do volunteer work.

Being famous isn’t necessarily a good thing… Forget it. I’ll switch my appearance and name before coming again… Klein had the intention of giving up as he questioned her without any emotion, “Who made the rules that adventurers can’t do volunteer work?”

The lady responsible for the registration was on the brink of tears as she blurted out, “It wasn’t me!”

The volunteer registration room became abnormally quiet. Klein was first taken aback before he felt like laughing. It took him a great deal of effort to maintain Gehrman Sparrow’s image.

After the lady calmed down, she sensed that her answer was clearly problematic. She forced a smile and said, “No, I mean this isn’t regulated by anyone.

“My impression of adventurers is that they are very busy. They need to be out at sea and have very little time to do volunteer work.

“That’s them,” Klein answered succinctly.

The lady held her palm to her mouth as she revealed a smile.

“Alright. I’ll immediately help you with your registration.”

As she spoke, she pulled out a form and handed it over.

“Please fill it in. We will provide the corresponding training and volunteer jobs according to your requests.

“We will contact you, or you can always come over to inquire for any updates.”

She had already made up her mind not to put Gehrman Sparrow’s form into the docket. Instead, she would hand it directly to the foundation’s person-in-charge and the police.

Goddess, why is this dangerous fellow here to do volunteer work? She secretly drew a crimson moon on her chest.

Klein nodded in silence. He took the form and sat down. Picking up a fountain pen, he began filling in his basic information.

process, a man in a doctor’s gown entered and asked, “Joanna, are there any new volunteers? We’ll

of the registration, had the intention to shake her head. However, Gehrman Sparrow, who sat opposite her, gave her an intense

at Klein. “Mr. Sparrow, do you wish to receive the basic training for volunteer

thought for a

first, allowing him to show his professionalism at volunteer work after changing his identity. That way, he could quickly help out at

said, “Then follow Mr. Gravia

“Alright,” Klein replied calmly.

an hour later, the calm and polite adventurer who had his madness hidden in him stared at the abnormally dirty toilet in front of him. He held his breath and

task we do at a hospital. We’re mainly in charge of cleaning a patient’s vomit or changing and washing the linen, as well as maintaining the cleanliness of the washroom. Heh heh, matters such

was to turn his back and leave, but he ultimately picked up the cleaning tools with a deadpan expression.

back a little

wore his top hat before leaving Oravi

continuing the

at the Sweet Lemon Bar did he steel his resolve

Master in 1350 and digest the potion, so as to begin seeking the clues to become

spent 8 pence

of rye beer costing 1.5

his mouth. He said to the

Artisans who were willing to moonlight. He wanted an Artisan to create an item like Azik’s copper whistle, so he didn’t need to set

an Artisan, Klein didn’t plan on forcing the matter. After all, joining the Adventurer Association didn’t require him

to the staircase and said, “He’s on the second

to join his association and have

and slowly got up

when he reached the second floor did a bodyguard approach him to inquire about his

Gehrman Sparrow, he easily met Bilt Brando again. He also saw an unfamiliar man

Yann, an important member of the association.” Bilt pointed

man and saw the

to obtain the help of an Artisan. I

an Artisan, but he’s unwilling to meet strangers. This will bring him grave danger. If you have any requests, then I can be the middleman. I believe I have the required reputation to do

intentions could be ignored at times. However, Artisans needed to be dealt with indiscriminately. Otherwise, the mystical items they created could flood the markets,

isn’t just wasting money. At the very least, it has amassed quite a lot of resources and information channels… Klein took out

this into a ring, mainly to provide one

reputation. If the messenger-summoning incantation became widely known, it would create quite a bit

I have a bunch of charms from the Sea God domain… Furthermore, it’s not like I can’t find him

instant, Bilt shuddered for some baffling reason. All

looked like

a

Sothoth and forced a

a murloc’s bladder,