Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 786

Hat Trick Inn on Cherwood Borough’s 22 Hope Street.

Just as the attendant at the front desk was about to drink some water, she saw a lady walk in.

The lady was about 1.65 meters tall, and she wore a light-colored dress with frilly sides. Her brown curly hair cascaded down as she wore colored glasses. She looked casual, just like someone who had just returned from Desi Bay.

She held a dark brown leather suitcase as she unhurriedly walked to the front desk.

A lady with extraordinary disposition… Her attire is nice… How I wish I could see what she looks like without her glasses… As a female, the attendant habitually sized up her clothes and accessories.

She then heard the lady say in a languid tone, “One night. A single room.”

“2 soli and 8 pence.” The attendant gave her the room rate for the day and directly asked, “Do you have any identification documents?”

She wasn’t too adamant about registering her identity, because the inn had no means of confirming the authenticity of the documents.

“Yes.” The lady put down her dark brown suitcase and took out an identification document from her handbag before passing it to her.

“Margaret Taylor…” the attendant muttered as she registered her before finding a bunch of keys. “Room 2012.”

“Thank you.” The lady in fashionable attire received the keys, carried the dark brown suitcase, and walked towards the staircase.

At this moment, an attendant in a red vest came over. He bowed and asked, “How may I help you?”

He immediately cast his gaze on the dark brown suitcase.

The lady curled her lips into a smile as she shook her head.

“There’s no need. It’s very light.”

With that said, she didn’t stop as she walked up the stairs and entered Room 2012.

Only after she closed the door and put down the suitcase did she raise her right hand to her chest, letting out a long sigh of relief.

feel like a psychotic

was nothing in her

If they were to discover that, everyone in the inn would be given a fright… This is source material for a detective novel! Fors calmed her feelings of anxiousness and picked up her suitcase again and opened the

no one walking through it. She hurriedly walked out

Gray Abraham, was living in the same room

up through the peephole, Fors heard the

He looked to the left and right warily before making way, allowing

right?” Following that, he closed the door and asked

and removed the colored glasses that hid

used a fake

experience as a Low-Sequence Beyonder, having a few

Xio’s expert help in

only problem was that it was ultimately a fake identity that couldn’t stand up

be obtained. Furthermore, they were documents which the police department

someone is paying to find the direct descendants of the Abraham family at

much about the family, so I thought of asking you

being called the Tarot Gathering, and that she long knew

drank a sip from a white porcelain teacup. He asked with a calm expression, “Who was

confirm that it was a woman. She had concealed her appearance. Uh, she

woman

is that Mr. Door is the ancestor of the Abraham family. He vanished during the War of the Four Emperors. You can try using this piece of information to get

family suffer the curse of the full moon, causing many members to lose control, is actually the Abraham family’s ancestor? Fors was

Mr. Fool, she couldn’t

not know the consequences of his actions?

as he

just don’t understand. It’s been more than a thousand years, so apart from

the Four Emperors, more than a thousand years before Emperor Roselle’s era. How did they manage to contact each other… Could it be that Emperor Roselle could also hear the full moon ravings… Hmm, I remember Mr. Door making a remark that Mr. Door might be calling for help… If that’s the case, it’s really…

also puzzled about this problem.

matter, afraid that Dorian Gray would notice anything amiss. She then said, “Teacher, why did you suddenly come

it a whiff. Without lighting it, he said, “I happen to have some matters that need me to be

about Mr. Door. One had to know that even

him recall a prophecy that was passed around within the family—the Abrahams were

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