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

Sir, is there something I can help you with? Or do you wish

returned with a

Ian chuckled.

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

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 feeling that this game

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

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

room next door.” Ian took

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

not know you. Might I know who introduced

his chin and

“Sherlock Moriarty”

that, he suddenly looked left and right as he raised

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

lowered his right hand as he said without a change in expression, “He isn’t back yet. I’ve been to his rented

frank, a normal vacation should’ve ended by the end of January.

it be that something happened to him?”

Sherlock

up

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

can call me Mr. White.” Emlyn took out a piece of

it and carefully flipped through it

an effective clue; 150 pounds for

that the price

this, the prices seen at the Tarot

of paper and said, “Mr. White, how

Harvest Church.” Emlyn

that, Ian gave

Mother Earth? That’s rare in

his head. “I’m only doing volunteer work

waiting for Ian to speak, he asked, “How

However, there was a long period of time when humans and Sanguine copulated in the Fourth Epoch. They were all

it simply, every red-eyed human had a

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

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