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

something I can help you with? Or do you wish to

returned with

Ian chuckled.

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 organize a few people to sit down and

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

Emlyn had a feeling that this

a ploy and are facing a powerful ancient vampire. He appears to

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

door.” Ian took his round hat and old satchel and stood

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

do not know you. Might I know who

his chin and

“Sherlock Moriarty”

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

relief without hiding it. “I’m assured then. By the way, didn’t he go on vacation to

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

ended

it be that something happened to

and mysteriousness which Sherlock Moriarty presented as he shook his

he’s caught up in

“How may I address you? What

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

and carefully flipped through

pounds for an exact location. Is

that the price was just too

seen at the Tarot Club were way more

folded the piece of paper and said, “Mr. White,

Church.” Emlyn had already thought

gave him

Mother Earth? That’s rare

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

asked, “How did

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

simply, every red-eyed human had

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

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