Lord of the Mysteries

Who is it? As a Sheriff, Xio had a sharp intuition for monitoring others and for being monitored by others. Her heart tensed up as her mind raced to consider what had just happened.

In the past two to three weeks, she hadn’t encountered anything particularly noteworthy. The few criminals she apprehended weren’t Beyonders, and they were, at best, related to certain gangs. No one would offend a famous bounty hunter in East Borough for them. Therefore, she quickly narrowed down the list of suspects, and she vaguely guessed at the spy’s faction.

A member from the Aurora Order? I didn’t attend Mr. X’s gathering, and an accident happened. Apparently, it was quite a stunning scene… The person from MI9 said that Mr. X was assassinated on the spot, and had his corpse taken away. Furthermore, the assassin had used powers at the demigod level… Is the Aurora Order investigating the possible culprits? Every invitee is in their sights? Although Xio was careless and short-tempered at times, her thought process was relatively direct. But in similar fields, she had a strong intuition that allowed her to figure out the crux of the matter.

And on the matter regarding Mr. X’s assassination, she had once been thankful that Fors had stopped her from attending; thus, avoiding the accident. On the other hand, she felt that there wasn’t anything wrong about her, allowing her to stand up to the scrutiny of any investigation. Therefore, when she met the masked man from MI9 last week, she had been frank and confident, and she had accepted the mission to investigate the truth behind the matter. Unfortunately, she wasn’t sure which other Beyonders had participated back then, and she had no clues to kick her off.

Hmm, that man from MI9 said that the members of Aurora Order are either lunatics or potential lunatics. You can’t use common sense to guess at their actions. Even if they believe that there’s nothing wrong with me, they can kill me in passing to vent their anger as a warning to the real murderer… The stressed Xio walked forward as she revised her path in East Borough.

This new route allowed her to obtain the help of friends at any time. If she suffered an ambush, there was a considerable chance that she could escape or kill the assailant.

As she walked, Xio’s mind suddenly went into a daze, as she realized that she had unknowingly arrived back at her residence in Cherwood Borough at some point in time.

Xio entered blankly and drank a cup of water when she was patted on the shoulder by Fors.

“Accompany me to East Borough.”

Xio was taken aback as she found herself saying something very familiar.

“You want to head out to gather material?”

Fors immediately said that it wasn’t the case, indicating that she had previously accepted a mission to find the dust left behind after a ghost faded away. As the deceased had been given a send-off by the priests at the cemetery to their respective deity’s kingdom, there wasn’t any ghosts. Thus, they could only head over to East Borough to find targets.

Xio hesitated and said, “Can’t you push it back a day? I’m planning to participate in Mr. X’s gathering.”

Fors immediately wore a bitter look and said that she had delayed it by too much, and the mission’s deadline was looming.

Xio sighed and agreed to accompany her friend to East Borough to find a deceased person that had just died or one that hadn’t been discovered after a period of time since their death.

Just as the two were about to exit, Xio felt the wind strike her in the face as she trembled and snapped awake. She saw a wandering poet sitting in a corner, playing a seven-string guitar as he sang a folk song that was famous in the southern villages.

Xio frowned slightly as she rubbed her temples. She had a nagging feeling that her mind had gone adrift, but she couldn’t remember what she was thinking about.

She continued maintaining her vigilance as she followed her originally set route, entering a bar that sold lunch. On the way, she met an East Borough resident who would occasionally provide her with intelligence.

twenty-three or twenty-four years old. He had thinned his brows, and his brown hair reached his shoulders. His facial features were rather soft, and he had put

did anything happen in the past few days?”

of himself as a woman. However, fate had played a terrible joke on him, making him a

been peaceful. No

him seriously, walked past him, and walked to the bar

spat as he walked to the entrance, swaying his hips until he arrived at the

paused at the door for nearly a minute before walking two steps to the side and

creaked open as a low, female voice sounded with

you made your

Looking towards the bed, he said to the black-dressed lady, “I’m

lady had a round face and a gentle and refined temperament. Not only was she sweet-looking, but she also had a different air to her. She was extremely charming

Sherman, he was more

expression, “Haven’t you seen the picture of my former

couldn’t help but feel a sense of

might’ve been your twin brother. I find it difficult to believe that there really is a

without any humor in

that

tightened as he fell silent for a

know that you

be the price

are capable of,” the black-dressed lady said. “To truly change your sex, you need to drink three potions

said in a self-deprecating manner, “You can consider your female

…

in the Backlund Bridge area, in a small alley at Iron Gate

a street lamp that had been shattered by someone. She was recounting what

she wasn’t being tailed, she returned to Cherwood Borough and secretly observed Fors. She discovered that her friend didn’t head out at all, staying at home like she usually did. She spent most of her time reading novels, newspapers, and magazines. She also drew the curtains in her room for nearly an hour, as though she was familiarizing herself with her Beyonder powers. Until she had nothing to do, she got a piece of paper and spent fifteen minutes writing the opening to her new

her teeth when she saw a figure in a black suit walking out of the shadows from the other end of

a golden mask that revealed his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and cheeks. He was none other than the MI9 member who

anything urgent?”

domineering manner, “I was tailed in East Borough. I suspect that it’s someone

clue that couldn’t be confirmed, to make

wouldn’t always be suffering setbacks,” the golden-masked man said with

member didn’t tail her for long when she suddenly recalled the dazed feeling she found inexplicable. Hence, she deliberated and mentioned,

investigation pertaining to you should have ended… The importance the Aurora Order has placed on this matter has exceeded my imagination.