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.

nodded with a

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

returned

Ian chuckled.

billiards, but something needs to be done when spending the whole day here. I gained some inspiration from Emperor Roselle’s

who loves eating vegetables, a private detective who always carries a wrench and pipe, or an adventurer who enjoys

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

do you want to join? We’re currently embroiled in a ploy and are facing a powerful ancient vampire. He appears to have a handsome face, but beneath his skin are boils formed from his boiling blood,” Ian warmly invited

twitched indiscernibly as he directly

to the room next door.” Ian took his round hat and

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

I do not know you. Might I

lifted his chin

“Sherlock Moriarty”

and right as he raised his hand to pinch

Moriarty.” Ian heaved a sigh of relief without hiding it. “I’m assured then. By the way,

a change in expression, “He isn’t back

should’ve ended by the end of

happened to him?” Ian asked

mysteriousness which Sherlock Moriarty presented as he

he’s caught up in

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

of paper that resembled a bounty notice. “Help me

received it and carefully flipped through it

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

that the price was just

the prices seen at

paper and said, “Mr. White, how do I

the Bridge, Harvest Church.” Emlyn had already thought

gave

believer of Mother Earth? That’s

his head. “I’m

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

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

it simply, every red-eyed human had a Sanguine

father… I’ve no idea how much further up

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