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

help you with? Or do you wish to join

Emlyn returned

Ian chuckled.

something needs to be done when spending the whole day here. I gained some inspiration from Emperor Roselle’s biography. It’s to organize a few people to sit down

game, as long as you abide by the rules, you can be anyone—a doctor, an adventurer who 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

a little interesting.” Emlyn had a feeling that this game suited

appears to have a handsome face, but beneath his skin are boils formed from his boiling blood,” Ian warmly

much! Emlyn’s expression twitched indiscernibly as he directly said, “I have

go to the room next door.” Ian took his

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

do not know you. Might

his chin

“Sherlock Moriarty”

he suddenly looked left and right as he raised his

relief without hiding it. “I’m assured then. By the

lowered his right hand as he said without a change in

should’ve ended by the

be that something happened to him?” Ian asked

and mysteriousness which Sherlock Moriarty

he’s caught up in

speak further as he asked, “How may I address you? What mission do you

me Mr. White.” Emlyn took out a piece of paper

flipped

pounds for an exact location.

felt that the

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

piece of paper and said, “Mr. White, how do I contact you if I have any

Church.” Emlyn had already thought

hearing that, Ian gave him an odd

Mother

head. “I’m only doing volunteer work

to speak, he asked, “How did you inherit those red

of Sanguine in ancient times. However, there was a long period of time when humans and Sanguine copulated in the Fourth

it simply, every red-eyed human had

surprise, “My father… I’ve no idea how much further up the family tree, as I was

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