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.

and asked, “Joanna,

head. However, Gehrman Sparrow, who sat opposite her, gave her an

wish to receive the basic training for volunteer work now, or do you

thought for a

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

drew a breath and said, “Then follow Mr. Gravia after you

“Alright,” Klein replied calmly.

calm and polite adventurer who had his madness hidden in him stared

to carry a patient. However, that isn’t the most common 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 as bandaging wounds are left

to turn his back and leave, but he ultimately picked up the cleaning tools with

a little as he extended his right

off his white gown and wore his top hat before leaving

continuing the

the Sweet Lemon Bar did he steel his resolve to continue

so as to begin seeking the clues to become a High-Sequence Beyonder, Klein emphasized

Lemon Bar. He spent 8 pence for apple cider marinated pork ribs and a piece of

of rye beer costing 1.5 pence, they formed

unhurried fashion before using a handkerchief to wipe his mouth. He said to the bartender, “Where’s your boss? I have

Artisans or 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 up a ritual and

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

bartender pointed to the staircase and said,

you’ve already agreed to join his association and have seen those bodyguards, then

and slowly got up before walking

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

easily met Bilt Brando again. He

member of the association.” Bilt pointed

exchanged looks with the man and

He directly said, “I wish to obtain the help of an Artisan. I wonder if the

know an Artisan, but he’s unwilling to meet strangers. This will bring him grave danger. If you have any

at times. However, Artisans needed to be dealt with indiscriminately.

which Bilt organized isn’t just wasting money. At the very least, it has amassed quite a lot of resources and information channels… Klein took out the murloc bladder which he had long

ring, mainly to provide

temporarily didn’t mention the messenger, planning to test the Artisan’s ability and Bilt’s reputation. If the messenger-summoning incantation became widely known, it would

a bunch of charms from the Sea God domain… Furthermore, it’s not like I can’t find him to settle the debt. This is better. For him to be able to

shuddered for some baffling reason. All the hair on his back

looked like he

a good

at Sothoth and

is a murloc’s