Lord of the Mysteries

Cielf’s residence wasn’t messy and dirty like most bachelors. Things were placed neatly, and there wasn’t any dust on any surfaces. After all, as an Artisan, he didn’t lack money. Many of his actions simply had the necessity that secrets were kept, so it wasn’t convenient for him to hire a large number of fixed servants. Therefore, he had no choice but to hire help who were paid by the hour.

Scanning the area, Alger discovered nothing that was off from his previous visit. The furnishing was extremely simple without any expensive ornaments, oil paintings, or sculptures. It resembled the residence of an ordinary person.

Of course, Alger knew very well that Cielf definitely deserved the title of being a tycoon. He just didn’t care about putting on a so-called decent image. He was willing to spend hundreds of pounds for a bottle of limited-edition wine, or gift a mistress a house, but he would never waste a single pence on expensive carpets, porcelain, gold-inlaid cutlery, or paintings of famous artists.

“A cup of Sonia blood wine.” Alger’s expression remained unchanged, but his verbal and body language indicated that he was coming in simply to get a free cup of wine.

Cielf shrugged and said, “You should feel lucky. I don’t have the habit of keeping Lanti Proof.”

He walked to the tiny bar counter in the living room and took out a bottle of exquisite Sonia blood wine. He then overturned two cups.

Finding a sofa to sit down, Alger took the opportunity to raise his hand to massage his neck as though to relieve any discomfort in his neck.

Using the cover of this action, he naturally took a glance at his surroundings, quickly making an observation of all the spots where he hadn’t been able to see previously.

As Cielf couldn’t be bothered to decorate his residence much, Alger quickly completed his attempt as his gaze was fixed onto a glass window of a cupboard a distance away for a second.

Through the glass, he saw some dried grass and flowers.

There were red-rimmed flowers, blood moon flowers, and monkey-faced tree leaves. Their common characteristic was that they were common in the Southern Continent, but they were practically not seen in the Northern Continent.

Alger retracted his gaze as he silently watched Cielf carry the bottle of wine and wine glasses over.

Reaching out to take the glass, he began idly chatting about the recent developments at sea until the small half-filled bottle of Sonia blood wine was finished.

Upon seeing this, Alger smiled and bade farewell before leaving.

Five minutes after he left, Cielf who had silently sat down to indulge in his tipsy experience suddenly stood up, walked to the staircase, and opened a wooden door that led to the cellar.

“Did he suspect anything?”

“No.”

“Regardless, this place is no longer suitable for you to live in. You need to move away as soon as possible.”

“I still have certain commissions that I haven’t completed.”

“You don’t have to. It’s not like you will contact them again. You will receive a new life.”

“Alright.”

…

Two buildings away, Alger sat on a long bench in someone’s garden, cupping his right hand to his ear as he heard the conversation that came with the wind.

…

Outside a seemingly

egging me on to come here to request for a Language Comprehension charm?” Danitz

in a self-deprecating and unfazed manner, “You shouldn’t describe it as

Danitz blurted out,

your boxing glove

and added with a chuckle, “A more accurate description is that: be it me or the people from the Church of Knowledge, neither one of us wishes to interact with one

to clench his boxing glove and said, seemingly stumped,

Church of an

the moment, but he was in no

threw up

do not have the time to learn Dutanese, nor do you dare to hire a local

Dutanese, but that you just lack the time to do it. Then, they will test you. When that happens, all you need to do

familiar term, Danitz’s temples throbbed as he

yourself because you’re

to conceal his discomfort, but he ended up

you’re afraid of… Danitz chortled inwardly as he was suddenly filled

large strides into the ordinary house and discovered that its interior was more of an amalgamation of classrooms, and not a land of preaching for the Church of Knowledge

he saw a

Knowledge, just his unique scholarly

had experienced similar vibes from

a hood, Danitz walked over with a smile while dressed

him approach

“…”

His mind was filled with questions like: “He knows me?” “How does he know me?” “Isn’t my bounty only

him and asked, “You are

suddenly having the feeling that

scholarly old gentleman

heading to the places ruled by Katamia

Danitz continued

four brass charms from

for two months.

“…”

received it with a blank look and after

It’s that simple?

to be

the scholarly elder

he had already asked, “How do you know

a few looks of pity in his eyes as he slowly said, “Your captain

much they called out to you when you left the ship, rushing straight

the man shook his head, the look in his eyes somewhat ambivalent. It was as though he was looking at a student who was often careless in

Captain is such a meticulous person. It’s impossible for her not to consider the problem of the language