Lord of the Mysteries

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.

I feel like a psychotic

the disguised Fors. There was nothing in her suitcase except for Mr. X’s head which

or makeup in her suitcase, but a cracked, bloody head… If they were to discover that, everyone in the inn would be given a fright… This is source material

and saw no one walking through it. She hurriedly walked out

was living in the

peephole, Fors heard

black suit with very broad shoulders. He looked to the left and right warily before making way, allowing his student to

right?” Following that, he

the colored glasses that hid half her

used a

Backlund with rather rich experience as a Low-Sequence Beyonder, having a few fake identification documents

she had Xio’s expert help in such

it was ultimately a fake identity

identity documentation could be obtained. Furthermore, they were documents which the police department had a

As he got Fors to sit, he brought a chair over and said, “You mentioned that someone is paying to find the direct descendants of the Abraham family at a Beyonder gathering in Backlund? And the goal is to

nothing but the truth. “I don’t know much about the family, so I thought of asking you to see

Gathering, and that she long

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

it was a woman. She had concealed her appearance. Uh, she seemed very powerful

this woman had close ties with Queen Mystic

few seconds before saying, “I don’t know much either. All I know 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 some of

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

Mr. Fool, she couldn’t believe that the cause of all of this was the

the consequences of his actions? Fors muttered silently as she

as

expression… Fors deliberated and said, “I just don’t understand. It’s been more than a thousand years,

Door? Ah right, Queen Mystic is Emperor Roselle’s daughter, and Mr. Door has appeared in Emperor Roselle’s diary. Therefore, the queen is trying to find Mr. Door to figure out the truth of the past. That’s normal… However, Mr. Door vanished in the War of 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… it’s really… As an author, Fors was momentarily at

smile and said, “Certainly, I’m also puzzled about this problem. Remember to

anything amiss. She then said, “Teacher, why did

to his nose to give it a whiff. Without lighting it, he said, “I happen to have some matters that need me to be in Backlund. I also

Mr. Door. One had to know that even the Abraham family had given up

prophecy that was passed around within the family—the