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 a

can help you with? Or do you wish to join

Emlyn returned with

Ian chuckled.

whole day here. I gained some inspiration from Emperor Roselle’s biography. It’s to organize a few people

this 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

a little interesting.” Emlyn had a feeling that this

He appears to have a handsome face, but

Emlyn’s expression twitched indiscernibly as

door.” Ian took his round hat and

The boy closed the door

know you. Might I know who introduced

his chin

“Sherlock Moriarty”

suddenly looked left and right

“I’m assured then. By the way, didn’t he go on vacation to Desi Bay? When will he

as he said without a change in expression, “He isn’t back

be frank, a normal vacation should’ve ended

be that something happened to

recalled the powers and mysteriousness which Sherlock Moriarty presented as he shook his

caught up in

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

out a piece of paper that resembled a bounty notice. “Help me find these

received it and carefully flipped through it for a

effective clue; 150 pounds for an exact location. Is that

that the price was just too

the prices seen at

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

the Bridge, Harvest Church.” Emlyn had already

Ian gave him an odd

a believer of Mother

not!” Emlyn firmly shook his head. “I’m only doing volunteer

for Ian to speak, he asked, “How did you

he had 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, many descendants were produced. There was an increasing number of red-eyed mixed-bloods as they passed down their genes,

put it simply, every red-eyed human had

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

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