Lord of the Mysteries

7 Pinster Street. Leonard Mitchell came to his desk and unfolded a piece of paper.

He then picked up a fountain pen and lowered his wrist in preparation to write.

However, just as he dipped a dark blue spot onto the paper, his fountain pen paused. He attempted to move his wrist in order to write a few times, but all his attempts ended up stopping due to hesitation.

He raised his wrist, lowered the fountain pen, and repeated this action again and again. Finally, he froze his wrist in midair.

Pa! Leonard threw down his fountain pen, crumpled the piece of paper, and accurately threw it into the trash can.

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At 160 Böklund Street, Klein received a thin letter from one of Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr’s heads.

He felt the weight in his hands and only when his spiritual intuition didn’t send him any warnings did he tear it open and retrieve the letter inside.

There was only one page, and on it were two lines of text written in neat, beautiful handwriting:

“I have something that will require your help. Let’s discuss it in detail, face-to-face.

“Sharron”

So it’s Miss Sharron… Klein had his questions answered as he took out a gold coin and did a simple divination in front of Reinette Tinekerr. Then, he took out another piece of paper and wrote one word:

“Tonight.”

After he folded the letter, he asked Miss Messenger as he handed it to her, “Can you still locate her?”

If it wasn’t possible, he planned on giving her Sharron’s mailing address.

Hillston Borough, 126 Garde Street, Ma’am Maryam.

“Yes…” One of Reinette Tinekerr’s blonde, red-eyed heads gave an answer.

The head then opened its mouth and bit down on the letter.

After Miss Messenger vanished from the room, Klein immediately held a ritual, planning to bring Creeping Hunger back to the real world from above the gray fog. He then planned on Traveling to the various archipelagos in search of a lucky pirate.

Creeping Hunger hadn’t been sealed yet, so it still required feeding once a day. All Klein could do was barely use it, feeding it whenever he needed to use it. He would then throw it back above the gray fog when the next feeding time was at hand. He wasn’t planning on making up for the difference.

If Creeping Hunger dares to make a fuss about it, I’ll feed it mushrooms! After ending the ritual and clearing up the scene, Klein wore the thin human-skinned glove, turning his body translucent until he vanished from his spot.

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it by using the excuse of having an upset stomach to enter the bathroom. He then used this opportunity to Teleport to the area outside the Bravehearts

changed his appearance, turning into the black-haired,

up his pant legs, Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh. He lowered his hat and

the bartender, he held a cup of Southville beer and went to Billiard Room 3 where he

Knock! Knock! Amidst the rhythmic knock,

his head out before breaking out into a

come on

longer wore his old coat. Instead, he

and quickly entered the billiard

and black pants. He was holding onto a cue stick and had his back bent to

causing chaos for Sherlock Moriarty,

see,” Klein

Sharron, with her small black bonnet and black, regal gown, appeared beside the billiard table,

gaze over and bowed

to float up as she stood up before raising the hem of her skirt to do a slight bow as a polite response. As for Maric, he lowered his cue stick and said in a

as pale as ever, but the evil look in his brown eyes had lessened significantly.

the Scarlet Lunar Corona prevented him from almost breaking down on every full moon, so much so that he didn’t need to frequently

didn’t directly answer Maric. Instead, he walked to the billiard table and put down his beer. Smiling, he said, “I’m very sorry. I was planning to sell a Wraith Beyonder characteristic to you, but

eyes didn’t move, nor did she probe for a reason. All she

Sherlock Moriarty mentioned belonged to Admiral of Blood Senor. And he was also Sherlock Moriarty’s marionette. By losing the Wraith Beyonder characteristic, it also meant the loss or destruction

suffer any harm,” Klein said with a

see Senor this

Beyonder characteristic… They have other means or methods to acquire one? Klein sharply

staid teenager didn’t ask further as he quickly left the billiard

emotion as she allowed Maric

a ship from the Southern Continent arriving in Pritz Harbor. It is intimately tied to the

relics plundered from the Star Highlands, Paz Valley, and Haagenti Plains. Among them is a mummy. It’s the 19th king of the ancient Haagenti Plains,

translated by Emperor Roselle as Pharaoh. It’s a mystery what he was thinking. Also, ‘Mummy’ was named by him too. In short, the

death, the corresponding characteristic was taken away, leaving only his corpse behind to be made into

to us, it has another meaning, a very important meaning. Our goal this time is

another meaning to it? Klein’s heart stirred as he suddenly thought of Ma’am Hermit’s request to purchase a drop of Mythical Creature

the evil spirit, it was evident that she didn’t possess the Puppet potion formula. Yes, everyone has their own circles. It’s not strange for her to be able to obtain it… Klein swept his gaze at Sharron while in thought, but he failed to

there and watched Sherlock Moriarty and Maric intently, listening into their

mummy without a Beyonder characteristic, the level of protection can’t be too high. Just

same level to put up any effective resistance if her target was solely a mummy. After all, there were too many items the Beyonder guards had

time, it was Sharron’s turn to provide the explanation. She used her

worried that it’s a trap the Rose