Lord of the Mysteries

After blankly following Ernes Boyar for a distance, Emlyn White gradually abandoned his thoughts.

He glanced at the area beyond the veranda as the downpour grew in intensity. He couldn’t help but think, How should I punish Ernes? Although he had done so because he likely followed orders or a cue, it’s still despicable!

As for Lord Nibbs… I presently do not have the ability. But wait, once I become a marquis or a duke, I’ll definitely make him pay the price!

Miss Magician has already completed her exploration of the ancient abandoned castle. I’m not sure if Lord Nibbs had sent Sanguine to monitor the area… From her tone, description, and the feedback given by Mr. Fool, there was probably no monitors… Could it be that Lord Nibbs didn’t send any Sanguine to the vicinity of the ancient castle? But what’s the point of such a test? Or could it be that they missed it because of some problems?

Amidst his thoughts, Emlyn White felt that he needed to get someone to discuss the matter of punishing Ernes Boyar. He was severely lacking in such experience.

Subconsciously, the first candidate of choice that came to him was The Hanged Man. This senior member of the Tarot Club was shown to be extremely experienced in various matters. He was extraordinarily reliable and had never left the other members disappointed.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Emlyn struck down this choice. This was because this matter involved the Sanguine’s internal test. To consult the Tarot Club members before he obtained an answer damaged his pride and overall image of the Sanguine!

By the same reason, he eliminated The World as a choice.

Of course, he believed he could guess the suggestion that The World would give: Kill him!

There’s no need to go that far… Emlyn mumbled inwardly. As he aimlessly tailed Ernes Boyar, he began expanding the candidates to the real world.

Then, he realized he didn’t have anyone to choose from. He almost had zero friends.

Eliminating his parents who were Sanguine as well, he only had two or three people in mind. They were the Harvest Church’s Father Utravsky and Detective Sherlock Moriarty, who had a mysterious background and a myriad of means at his disposal.

Sherlock hasn’t returned after leaving Backlund. Sigh, I can only seek out Father Utravsky tomorrow. But I can’t be that direct… Emlyn quickly made up his mind. He walked past Ernes Boyar, who entered a watch shop, and headed for the end of the veranda where there were several rental carriages.

Getting in the carriage, he felt the wheels turning. He casually glanced out the window and saw more raindrops striking the glass, drawing out trails that streaked down.

In his blurred vision, carriages drove past.

Audrey retracted her gaze from the rainy scene outside the carriage and glanced at her lady’s maid, Annie, before communicating with Susie silently.

The look in her eyes, her expression, and her not obvious body language said: We’re almost home. I’m a little nervous.

her neck. Together with the changes

who’s a psychiatrist on the surface, is only a

and watched her carriage enter the Hall family’s luxurious villa and stop in

Escalante from the Psychology Alchemists at 22 Phelps Street in North Borough, but since Mr. Dwayne

her own, Audrey met Ma’am Escalante Oseleka who had black hair

I’d been busy meeting up with friends after returning to Backlund. My subsequent joining of the Loen Charity Bursary Foundation has delayed my meeting with you until today.” After leaving Susie outside, Audrey elegantly bowed to express her attitude. In fact, this has been deliberate. By dragging out their meeting for about a month, her digestion of the Psychiatrist potion and advancement

the greeting without much

heard that you have been busy with children who desire knowledge. Your virtues are more dazzling than

Audrey gestured for her to sit, she walked to a

me to do something. Ma’am Escalante, if you’re free, you can join me and the staff of the Loen Charity Bursary Foundation to go visit the different schools. There, you will get to see what most children in the world

chuckled

kick-start such topics. It’s because I wish for more nobles and the wealthy to involve themselves in such charities. I hope they can donate more to help even

somewhat uncomfortably, “I will do so. I’ll also donate some money to the Loen Charity Bursary

for you to take a look and then inform the people around you of these children’s plight and their possible futures. This includes the members of the Psychology Alchemists.” Audrey shook her head, rejecting Escalante’s

was something ridiculous in this matter: Miss

a secret,

different from soliciting donations from

Charity Bursary Foundation. Instead, she said, “Ma’am Escalante, I have something I’d like to inform

it?” Escalante “read” the solemnity, joy, and pride from her actions and

smiled and said, “I’ve already

At that moment, Escalante suspected that

Audrey had obtained the Hypnotist potion formula previously, how long ago

determine that I’m not lying,” Audrey said

Escalante snap to her senses as she asked in surprise and doubt, “You seem

to make use of

said with some hesitation, “You

price needs to be paid?” Audrey didn’t hide

looked at the beautiful, blonde, and green-eyed lady in

report it and try to arrange for you to

referring to psychologist ad jewelry designer, Hilbert Alucard, and furniture

Alchemists members, Escalante

Escalante’s reaction, but this didn’t mean that her