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.

moved the hard-covered notebook in her hand,

kinds of patterns that formed an ancient, mysterious

of Leymano’s Travels, and it recorded a particular Beyonder

Fors had gathered herself, but

pretended to observe the transactions of the others while fully taking in the

spots on a nearby wall and unknown worms that were slowly

pattern as a

that she had “understood” the brown pattern,

flew at

the hooded lady and carefully clung to her

scene appeared in Fors’s mind. But it

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

none other than the Primordial Moon believer, Windsor

is worth 100 pounds, and directly finding her means 500 pounds! Fors recalled the reward

Windsor Behring and suck her blood. That

in a Beyonder gathering. If she were discovered, she would definitely

often had significant strength.

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

out of line; hence, she didn’t

…

inside a high-class

as he silently took in the crimson moon and thin clouds in

later, he combed the white hair around his temples and

of moving the radio transceiver back to the real world and spent the time “airing” out most of its

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

piece of illusory paper spew out. On the paper were words

in amusement and curiosity

saw a full-body mirror, which had already turned dark, as though it was

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

a

“Welcome back, Great Master!”

Klein had

to an end, the golden text distorted and formed a new line

to ask you

to this as he said in

of text reformed

you for your answer. You may

evil

few seconds before they slowly disappeared. As for the blooming fireworks in the background, they