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.

were clues to the Primordial Moon believers,

didn’t reply as he looked at him with a silent

wallet and gave

“That’s your reward.”

smiled and said, “There’s still

to let this merchant in front of him know the prowess of a Sanguine. This was because

read between the lines as he asked in pleasant surprise, “Another

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

and gave another 150

successfully hunted one. Now, with two additional clues, all he needed to do

suppressed voice, “Argos is on the third story of the apartment block at East Borough’s 6 Limestone Street, opposite the public

similarly in East Borough. He stays in the room beside the staircase on the first floor

mere 300 pounds.” Emlyn nodded gently as he gave a warning. Following that, he chuckled and

red eyes darted around slightly as he said, “First, many bounty hunters are my friends. They

attire from the people around them. If they were willing to wear more ragged clothes and

note of the difference in environment when hiding oneself… Emlyn muttered silently to himself,

took action in the day, it would be very difficult to escape without causing a commotion. It was a rather

taking action between eight to nine in the evening after

only relying on myself… As Emlyn considered the problem, he waved his hand and bade Ian farewell. He

…

County,

behind a railing, watching the servants placing the items that had been brought

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 proud of her decision of donating

on the wall clock,

in a corner of the bedroom. Its

an opened book. There were dense lines of text written on

raise one of her front paws from time to time to flip the page as she read with great

education! Audrey encouraged herself in

looked up and glanced at Audrey before standing straight up,

that, it briskly ran out the bedroom without closing

blinked

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 at other times,

matters… I can’t be inferior to a dog! But, being better