Lord of the Mysteries

There was no reason for Klein to decline Cattleya’s request. He thought for two seconds and said, “700 pounds.

“Very fair.” Cattleya didn’t haggle.

Sequence 8 Beyonder characteristics typically cost 600 to 700 pounds, but there was often a premium if someone was in desperate need for it. After all, such items seldom appeared at Beyonder gatherings.

Klein didn’t immediately complete the transaction. He raised his suitcase and said without a change in expression, “I’ll give it to you tomorrow.”

He didn’t bring the Pugilist Beyonder characteristic with him, as most items of value had been thrown above the gray fog.

Cattleya wasn’t surprised by Gehrman Sparrow’s response. She nodded.

“That wouldn’t be an issue.”

She had encountered many similar cases. It usually meant that the Pugilist Beyonder characteristic was stored with items which wasn’t meant to be known by others. Therefore, it was impossible for Gehrman Sparrow to open his suitcase in front of her to complete the transaction on the spot.

A crazy adventurer definitely had his secrets!

Cattleya paused for a second before adding, “There won’t be any surveillance placed in your room.”

Whatever she could see had already been seen by her.

“It’s fine.” Klein curled the corners of his lips and coldly smiled.

His previous considerations was to place down items like Azik’s copper whistle and Will Auceptin’s paper crane before holding a ritual or going above the gray fog. It was to resist any spying in the sense of mysticism. Then, he could use the washroom as a way to avoid physical surveillance.

Of course, he wasn’t too worried that Admiral of Stars would go overboard. He didn’t believe that she was afraid of the crazy adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow, but that Cattleya had no reason to do so. She definitely had milder and more concealed means of observing.

For example, getting the help of a Beyonder from the Spectator pathway… Klein took off his hat, bowed, and followed Poison Expert Frank Lee to return to his own room.

Seeing him walk off at an adequate speed, Cattleya turned into the captain’s cabin, picked up a heavy pair of glasses and wore it.

…

Backlund, at the Harvest Church south of the Bridge.

In the eyes of an ordinary person, Bishop Utravsky, whose height was that of a half-giant, put down the bible in his hand. He prayed once around the hall and smiled.

“The number of believers is increasing.”

that so?” Emlyn White, who was in a brown priest robe, was wiping the candle racks as he said without

indeed increased significantly. It would’ve been a miracle in the past to have a handful of people be in attendance for praying on weekdays or in

looked down at the

if they aren’t

have contributed greatly to this. If not for your concocting of the medicine and treating the plague, and your willingness and sincerity in teaching people about

cloth and straightened his back. He tipped

“I was only acting.”

you mean by “our faith?” Don’t lump me with you! Emlyn’s expression twisted before he said with a

It’s said that the demand for blind people in Backlund

Utravsky ignored the joke and benevolently said, “Regardless of the goal, you have contributed greatly to the spread of the faith of

proves that you have a kind

believe me? Emlyn looked

changed into his normal clothes and wore a silk top hat

surroundings and

thought my act of exposing his secrets and buying Tinder would result in me being constantly investigated in

Gloves so as to disrupt the monitoring from the upper echelons of the Sanguine. He could then achieve a perfect equilibrium by using the

develop as he had expected. Leonard Mitchell

Emlyn had made a detour to 7 Pinster Street while he was out once, only to discover that

thinking about this matter any further, he walked to the end of the street,

saw many Sanguine who had recently

said to the owner, Cosmi Odora, “My lord, Was I not

was calling him by name. This was because he was also a

refined middle-aged gentleman. He smiled and said, “All of you are outstanding young Sanguine. My grandfather has entrusted all of you with some

who was lucky to receive

drank a mouthful of dark red blood which was concocted with grape wine

you might not know, but the Snake of Fate from

the Life School of Thought is a coalition which was barely formed thanks to their belief in fate. They allied under the massive pressure placed by the seven orthodox Churches in the beginning of the Fifth Epoch and are formed by Beyonders who think of themselves as absolutely rational and aloof, those that worship the

internally. Their worship of the Primordial Moon was ultimately restricted to a fixed symbolic meaning. Furthermore, the process of

been disrupted. The Primordial Moon’s believers rapidly turned passionate, producing a fracture

Thought. It dealt quite

White, Rus Báthory, and other Sanguine remained perplexed. After sharing the

are our eternal enemies. They have always been hunting us, concocting us into potions

let go of

of Primordial Moon worshipers and their situations. Whoever finds them and kills them will be the victor

a portion of the list, we

of you are capable of dealing with