Lord of the Mysteries

As a Sanguine who liked to stay home, the number of battles Emlyn had involved himself in could be counted on one hand. Furthermore, he had never attempted fighting in the state of a numbers disadvantage.

Be it his attack on the previous Primordial Moon believer, or resisting Bishop Utravsky from the Harvest Church, he basically had the numerical advantage in being the worst at one-on-one fights.

Thinking back to the failure of his family of three attempting to defeat the half-giant bishop, Emlyn’s expression turned livid as though he had recalled the torture he suffered back at the Harvest Church.

As there weren’t many residents living here, and with Galis Kevin having sharp senses as an artificial vampire, he didn’t dare stay outside the door for too long. He quickly walked past the area and walked to the end of the corridor and hid in the shadows.

What should I do next… Emlyn leaned against random objects that blocked the crimson sunlight as his thoughts rapidly whirled in an attempt to find a solution with his pitiful amounts of experience.

Gradually, the words which The Hanged Man had taught The Sun surfaced in his mind:

“Patience is an important premise when dealing with many situations…

“Only by being able to curb your urges and irascibility will you be able to avoid danger to the greatest extent…

“At times, tolerance is very important…”

Tolerance… Emlyn nodded indiscernibly and knew what he needed to do.

He planned on laying in ambush until Argos left!

As this wasn’t the artificial vampire’s residence, it was certain that he would leave. When the time came, Emlyn could deal with a one-on-one situation.

Patience, tolerance, waiting… Emlyn repeated these words inwardly so as to resist the damage the surroundings were dealing to him.

The air wafting through the first floor of the condominium was filled with the stench of piss, rotting moisture, the unflushed smell of feces, the odor of some of its residents, as well as all kinds of nauseating, unpleasant, and disgusting smells. Mixed together, they were like a poison that ate at Emlyn’s senses.

For the first time in his life, Emlyn wished that he could slice off his nose. He had the feeling as though he was stuck in an abyss or was in hell suffering torture.

Patience… Tolerance… Waiting… he mechanically chanted the principles, finding each second that passed excruciatingly long.

Finally, he saw Galis Kevin’s door open. A thin dark-brown figure walked out. His cheekbones protruded, and he had a high, sharp, and crooked nose. He was none other than the Primordial Moon believer, Argos.

At that moment, his face had patches of swollen festering that looked disgusting.

Indeed, as that young boss, Ian, said, these fellows wear clothes that are clean and tidy, completely unlike the residents of East Borough… Emlyn became spirited as he watched Argos leave the condominium.

After patiently waiting for nearly five minutes, he stood up and decided to take action.

target, Galis Kevin, was an artificial vampire, Emlyn was rather aware of

in such an environment, he might’ve already lost his nose and brains… Besides, his spirituality can’t be weak, and he has an innate instinct that’s geared towards danger… His vision and hearing can’t be too

of that, by consuming the potion and spraying it on like last time, he hid his body and attire, disappearing as though he

color had suddenly appeared out of thin air, as though it

began flipping itself almost silently before fixing onto a white page that

the surroundings

disruption ability of

Leymano’s Travels was retracted, disappearing inch by inch as

lightened his footsteps and

again before being flipped to

in Emlyn’s mind as it “prompted” him to reach out

Leymano’s Travels into his clothes, using

a ghostly-blue, incorporeal, blurry door appear before his eyes. It was embedded in the wall, but it also

house, he took a sniff of the air before taking a step forward. He then

covered in stains and three wooden beds on the side, a worn-out cupboard, and all kinds of miscellaneous

was the inside of

had long vanished

area, Emlyn caught sight of

He had long hair that reached his shoulders, and his eyes were a little red, as though he didn’t fully acquire the eyes of

by the side of the bed, staring at the door; his thoughts a

which he ensured was in a blind

was filled with all kinds of ancient and distorted symbols and

his angle, Emlyn slid his finger across the

illuminated the room as if it

lightning smote Galis Kevin on the head, charring the Primordial Moon believer

around while Emlyn’s figure surfaced behind the frozen target’s back. He reached out

Kacha!

head and tossed the body away, eliminating the possibility of letting his opponent heal himself with

Pa!

to the ground as

artificial vampire lost its life just

with disbelief. He realized that Galis Kevin didn’t realize what was happening even upon death. Fixed in his eyes

finish off an artificial vampire that easily. However, reality told

easily paralyzed… Also, I had interfered with his spiritual intuition ahead of time and avoided attacking him head-on by passing through the wall. Those were key to my success… After a few

matching Beyonder powers, as well as

Mr. Hanged Man was the first one to have thoughts of renting it… Emlyn reined in his thoughts and looked at the blood that gushed out of Galis Kevin. His throat couldn’t help