Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 706

Turning his body to the side, Emlyn avoided a bulldozing drunkard. While swatting his clothes with a frown, he continued jostling towards the bar counter.

During this process, he didn’t seem to be doing anything, but the surrounding customers would always fail to touch him. Be it in terms of speed, agility, or his balance and coordination, he had reached a rather terrifying level.

Finally, Emlyn arrived at the bar counter as he rapped the wooden counter.

“Where’s Ian?”

The bartender glanced at him. Without a word, he kept his head low and wiped his glass cups.

“…” Emlyn stood there in surprise, wondering if he had done something wrong that earned him nothing. This angered him a little as he wished to reach out and yank the bartender out.

However, he believed that such acts were lacking as a gentleman. He forcefully held down his emotions and looked around and discovered that everyone was drinking.

With a thought, Emlyn experimented by saying, “A cup of Aurmir red wine.”

The bartender’s actions paused as he looked up and gave the handsome, black-haired, red-eyed man an odd look.

“We don’t have that available.”

This was the finest red wine in the world. The price was staggering!

Emlyn wasn’t dumb, and he could tell from the bartender’s eyes that he had ordered something he shouldn’t have. On careful thought, he said, “One glass of Southville beer.”

“5 pence.” The bartender finally lowered the cup and cloth.

Emlyn took out a 1-soli note and said, “Keep the change.”

“Thank you.” The bartender pointed left and said, “Ian is in Card Room 1.”

Emlyn immediately smiled, feeling happy and proud that he had resolved an actual problem. He didn’t take the cup of Southville beer and, instead, turned around and walked straight to Card Room 1.

Knock! Knock! Knock! He politely knocked on the door.

“Please come on in.” A rather adolescent voice sounded.

Emlyn adjusted his collar and pushed open the door, only to realize that the scene inside was unlike what he had expected.

He believed that since it was a card room, there would be a bunch of people surrounding a long table, playing games like Texas, but to his surprise, there were indeed about eight people, but there weren’t any poker cards. A piece of paper was placed in front of every participant as they seemed to be recording something. Apart from that, there were only fountain pens and multi-faced dice on the table.

Emlyn instinctively cast his gaze on the youngest person inside. It was similarly a handsome boy with red eyes. He looked about sixteen.

“Ian?” Emlyn asked.

with

there something I can help you with? Or do you wish to join our

Emlyn returned

Ian chuckled.

I don’t enjoy playing cards or billiards, but something needs to be done when spending the whole day here. I gained

loves eating vegetables, a private detective who always carries a wrench and pipe, or an adventurer who enjoys radical ideas. Together, they can head to some ancient castle and seek out the

had a feeling

ploy and are facing a powerful ancient vampire. He appears to have a handsome face, but beneath his skin are boils formed

expression twitched indiscernibly as he directly said, “I have a mission

go to the room next door.” Ian took his

billiard room next door had no one in it. The boy closed the door with great familiarity

do not know you. Might I know

his chin and

“Sherlock Moriarty”

said that, he suddenly looked left and right as he raised his hand to

heaved a sigh of relief without hiding it. “I’m assured then. By

in expression, “He isn’t back yet.

a normal vacation should’ve ended by the end

it be that something happened to

and mysteriousness which Sherlock

up in

may I address you? What mission do you

of paper that resembled a bounty notice. “Help

it and carefully flipped through it for

150 pounds for an exact location. Is that

problem.” Emlyn felt that the price was

to this, the prices seen at the Tarot Club were way more

“Mr. White, how do I contact you if I have any

the Bridge, Harvest Church.” Emlyn had

gave him an

a believer of Mother Earth? That’s

his head. “I’m only doing volunteer work over

Ian to speak, he asked,

wished to ask when he first saw Ian. This was because red eyes were a trademark characteristic of Sanguine in ancient times. However, there was a long period of time when humans and Sanguine copulated in the Fourth Epoch. They were all residents of an Empire; hence, with the widespread fellowship,

every red-eyed

replied in surprise, “My father… I’ve no idea how much further

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