Lord of the Mysteries

9:30 a.m., Backlund Bridge area, Iron Gate Street, Bravehearts Bar.

Emlyn White stood rooted to his spot after he got down from the carriage. He stared ahead in a daze, nearly forgetting to avoid the sunlight.

At that moment, the bar’s main door was shut with no signs of it opening.

As a Sanguine who seldom left his home and only went to places like bars at night, Emlyn never expected the bar to be closed in the morning. He had left the Harvest Church in a rush via the transportation system after seeing the paper slip, hoping to obtain any first-hand intelligence.

To save time, he even tolerated the cramped environment and stench of the metro.

At that moment, Emlyn was somewhat peeved, but he knew that he had made the mistake. All he could do was pull a face and circle around Iron Gate Street to not waste his trip.

Just as he was about to approach a rental carriage that stood along the street, he caught sight of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

The person was wearing a brown rounded top hat and an old coat while carrying a ragged haversack. He was none other than Ian, the underground arms dealer and intelligence merchant.

Hehe, I have quite good intuition. I knew he would appear early! Emlyn was delighted as he stuffed his hands into his pockets and leisurely walked over, blocking Ian’s way as he chuckled.

“Good morning.”

Ian looked up and glanced at the handsome man before him, replying in puzzlement, “Good morning, Mr. White. You should’ve come in the evening.”

“It seems to be a suitable time now,” Emlyn said with a smile, clearly in a good mood. “Ian, why do you always wear the same clothes and outfit every time I see you?”

Ian answered without minding the question, “This can make me appear more mature while allowing me to keep a low profile.

“Of course, the main reason is that I lack money.”

The final sentence was added with a joking tone.

“I look forward to your attire in summer,” Emlyn said with a scoff.

“I’ll take off my coat,” As Ian spoke, he took out two pieces of paper from his ragged haversack. They were the bounty notices that Emlyn had previously given him. “Someone in East Borough saw this person.”

He handed over one of the papers to Emlyn, and on it was the name, Argos.

to the Primordial Moon believers, Emlyn

didn’t reply as he looked at him with

out his wallet

“That’s your reward.”

“There’s still

a Sanguine. This was because an effective

read between the lines as he asked in

and confirmed his residence, it was discovered that he had met with this person named Galis Kevin. Therefore, I’ve obtained the residence

good.” Emlyn emptied his wallet and gave another 150

five targets, and he had successfully hunted one. Now, with two additional clues, all he needed to do was succeed in order to declare himself

seriously counted and checked the notes before saying with a suppressed voice, “Argos is on the third story of the apartment block at East Borough’s

is similarly in East Borough. He stays in the room beside

intelligence. I believe you wouldn’t wish to abandon your business for a mere 300 pounds.” Emlyn nodded gently as he gave a

he said, “First, many bounty hunters

very different attire from the people around them. If they were willing to

that so… One needs to take note of the difference in environment when hiding

in the day, it would be very difficult to escape without causing a commotion. It was a rather dangerous act in Backlund, as it meant that the Mandated Punishers or Nighthawks might come knocking at the door just

and taking action between eight to

on myself… As Emlyn considered the problem, he waved his hand and bade

…

Chester County, Stoen

items that had been brought from

Preservation Foundation… I hope that they’ve obtained some items that have been tainted with Beyonder effects… As Audrey’s mind wandered, she couldn’t help but smile. She was

the wall clock, she hurriedly reined in

bedroom. Its front paws were crossed, giving it a sense

There were dense lines of text

time to time to flip the page as she read with great

you mustn’t slack off on your education! Audrey encouraged herself in silence as she approached, planning

at Audrey before standing

briskly ran out

Audrey blinked as she softly muttered

such instructions many times. To prevent Susie from detecting that she wanted to be alone in the room from 3 to 3:30 p.m. on Mondays, forbidding humans and dogs from coming close, she had also done similar matters

that Susie’s existence has effectively raised my motivation to learn, as well as how strictly I handle matters… I can’t be inferior to a dog! But, being better than this dog doesn’t seem to be