Lord of the Mysteries

After thinking for a moment, Klein, who didn’t have an answer, put away the thin blood crystal when he didn’t sense any danger from it. Then, he bent down to inspect Kircheis’s Devil form which had lost half its head.

I wonder if I can still use this to exchange for a bounty, and if so, how much can I get… I have no idea who I can contact from the military over here. Send Oz Kent a telegram? This back and forth, together with the work he has to do remotely, it’s hard to tell if it will finish in three to four days. I’ll be leaving tomorrow… Also, I can’t forget the middleman’s cut. He mumbled, walked to the side, and picked up the clearly charred half top hat and wore it.

Then, he dragged the heavy and massive Devil’s corpse and walked to the door before reaching out to open the door.

A howling wind blew in, breaking the silence in the room.

Klein tapped his finger joint to deactivate the Spirit Body Threads vision as he continued dragging the nasty and terrifying Devil’s corpse across the corridor, down the stairs to the first floor.

At that moment, there weren’t many people left in the bar. Tables and chairs were overturned, and there were shards everywhere. It was a mess.

Klein went past the heavily damaged staircase and into the main hall. He surveyed the area and found the forlorn bar owner behind the bar counter. Few of the bouncers he hired had remained. Most had scattered off.

Tap. Tap. Tap… Klein walked over one step at a time with the Devil corpse behind him bumping into the furniture.

“W-what are you planning to do?” the owner took a step back as he yelled at the top of his lungs.

His bouncers gathered over, shuddering in fear. Their eyes were darting around as their bodies revealed their own inclinations. It appeared as though they would immediately flee the moment any incident happened.

Klein stopped in his tracks, throwing Kircheis’s corpse in front of him.

Then, he said in a deep voice, “Can you claim bounty rewards?”

The owner was stunned for a second as he instinctively moved his gaze down before seeing the huge Devil’s corpse which still had some blue flames lingering around it.

He and his bouncers drew a cold gasp at the same time, many of them feeling surreal.

This was a real devil!

Apart from its lack of curled goat horns, it looked identical to the devils described in the Church’s bibles or mythical stories!

To ordinary people living in the pirates’ playground, it wasn’t rare to witness supernatural powers. Here, their horizons were clearly broader than the colonies of Oravi and the civilians of the kingdom’s native soil. However, as the owner and bouncers of a bar, they had never seen real devils before. They even suspected that it was an attempt by the Church to tarnish unofficial Beyonders.

The owner retracted his gaze with great difficulty as he looked at the stoic adventurer in tattered clothes.

“I can. Th-they should have the means to determine that this is Kircheis.

“It’s Kircheis, right?”

Klein silently heaved a sigh of relief and silently nodded.

seconds and forced

pier, it will take at least a week. I-its because there are pirates frequenting

pounds really wasn’t a small sum. Klein clearly remembered that back in Tingen City, the Nighthawks team’s monthly budget was only about 1,000 pounds. The budget was even split between the Church

thought for a moment and asked the bar’s boss, “Do

owner

gaze across everyone and continued asking, “Can you figure out where

The owner didn’t

tersely responded before using a flat and direct

to me before noon

The owner was taken aback,

do it?” Klein

pounds was his compensation for the bar. After all, he had left the bar in a mess. However, this wasn’t something the crazy adventurer would say himself. He

considered it

nothing he needed to worry about. This was because he planned on borrowing some of the money and using his savings to

be able to earn several hundred pounds at

another word. He turned around and walked

came near, he took out a few yellow pennies and threw them

sounds, the pennies spun to a

this action, the black-suited Klein didn’t stop walking. His figure soon disappeared from

the meaning of that?” the owner said with a surprised

of the bouncers shook their heads with the same expression, indicating that

a bouncer who had been standing guard by the door thought with a frown. Then, he said uncertainty, “When he first entered, he took… he took someone’s cup of beer and threw it at

the compensation for that cup of beer, as well as the

and bouncers couldn’t accept such an explanation, they had the baffling feeling that this

…

time… Yes, I’ll have to make another set tomorrow… After turning into another street, Klein stopped

of the Loen’s New Party, Molsona, and found a policeman who was controlled by drugs. The

to his hotel via a carriage and

he used a ritual to send Creeping Hunger and the thin

long bronze table, Klein didn’t hesitate to

an elegant bearing. He was an amiable elder, and he wore a simple white clergyman’s robe. He bowed to express his gratitude to the mysterious existence who was concealed by

pen and paper and wrote down the

he began using dream divination to communicate with

grayish world quickly changed. He saw the Priest of Light roll open a piece of brownish goatskin in a room filled with sunlight. On it was a formula written

1 set of crystallized roots of the Tree

1 golden-rimmed sunflower, 1 white-rimmed sunflower, 5 drops of Aqua

ripples surfaced again, outlining an opulent

one from looking straight at him said to a half-centenarian elder, “This is the potion formula for the Priest of Light. Remember, dispel the