Lord of the Mysteries

Moon Puppet… Fors’s heart palpitated as she refocused and looked at the gathering participant who had just spoken.

The man in a black iron mask had already taken out a small puppet and showed it to everyone.

“I have a friend who discovered a series of graves deep in the Southern Continent’s Paz Valley. This puppet was stuck in the deceased’s right eye socket.

Fors observed the puppet seriously just like the other gathering participants. She discovered that it was slender, and its entire body resembled a tiny wooden piece that had been engraved with crescent-like eyes and a mouth. Embedded in it were dried grass and flowers.

Doesn’t look like anything special… Fors mumbled inwardly. Her spiritual perception didn’t sense anything as her pen-wielding hand continued hovering over a bronze-green notebook.

The man in the iron mask continued the introduction:

“My friend and I are unable to determine what use this puppet has, and we can only suspect that it’s not simple. It might also hide quite a secret.

“60 pounds. For just 60 pounds, you can have it. This price is very fair. Even if it has nothing to do with mysticism, it’s not a bad antique worth forty to fifty pounds.

“That is to say you’ll be spending 10 pounds to have a chance of a pleasant surprise. To you, this is a small sum of money.”

A very tempting explanation. This gentleman is likely a successful salesman. However, I don’t even have 10 pounds… As Fors engaged in a self-deprecating laugh, she didn’t believe that anyone would buy the so-called Moon Puppet of unknown origins and usage.

Just as she had that thought, she heard a female voice which was deliberately suppressed.

“50 pounds.”

Is she too rich, or is she willing to try her luck? Fors subconsciously turned her head to look at the speaking person, only to see the lady wearing a hooded long robe. Her face was hidden in the shadows.

At that moment, the owner of the Moon Puppet laughed.

“I’ll be more inclined to keep it for myself. Perhaps, there might come a time when I discover what’s so special about it.”

As he spoke, he realized that no one was offering a better price. He immediately said, “Of course, as a gentleman, I’ll satisfy your wish since you have expressed your desire and have given a reasonable price.”

“Deal,” the hooded woman replied with a deep voice.

Soon, the gathering’s attendant helped them complete the transaction. Fors noticed that the lady’s hand was trembling slightly after she received the Moon Puppet.

She places great importance on the item… She might actually know what’s so special about the puppet… Moon Puppet… Moon… From the Southern Continent… Fors suddenly made connections and recalled the few Primordial Moon believers who Mr. Moon was searching for. She began having a suspicion that the hooded lady was one of them, or that she had a connection with them.

Of course, she had zero evidence. She didn’t even have much of a compelling reason to have such a guess.

Phew… Fors silently exhaled as she decided to find a way to verify her theory.

the hard-covered notebook in her hand, making a

paper were all kinds of patterns that formed an ancient, mysterious

one of the pages of Leymano’s Travels, and it

gathered herself, but one of the five

pretended to observe the transactions of the others while fully

dark brown spots on a nearby wall and

slid across the yellowish-brown goatskin’s pattern as a complicated symbol quickly formed in her

showing any odd signs, she felt that she had “understood” the brown pattern, as her

flew at

circled beneath the hooded lady and carefully clung to her

a human’s since an incomprehensible scene appeared in Fors’s mind. But it soon disintegrated and

lady had a rather curved outline with dark skin. Her brows were thin and the corners of her mouth

She was none other than the Primordial

effective clue is worth 100 pounds, and directly finding her means 500 pounds! Fors recalled

and suck her blood. That way,

Beyonder gathering. If she were discovered, she would definitely be

host of the gathering often had significant strength. Going too overboard

lock onto her directly… I have to leave this gathering early and smear my blood over

actions were already out of line; hence, she didn’t

…

inside a

an oriel window as he silently took

white hair around his

radio transceiver back to the real world and spent the time

when he felt the room turn dark and eerie. He heard the radio transceiver begin to

of illusory paper spew out. On the paper were words composed of Loenese:

turned his head in amusement

mirror, which had already turned dark, as though it was smeared with

fireworks began shooting inside the mirror as it burst and scattered down in a beautiful and

a line of golden

“Welcome back, Great Master!”

Arrodes didn’t produce any sound, Klein had the baffling feeling that it

to an end, the golden text distorted

loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, wishes to ask you how

very accustomed to this as he said in a practiced manner,

line of

you for your

Klein said, “Where did the evil spirit in

slowly disappeared. As for the blooming fireworks in the