Lord of the Mysteries

After throwing everything other than his clothes, Ernes Boyar was stunned for a moment before he snapped to his senses.

What am I doing? What did I do? This Sanguine Viscount finally recalled the matters he had deliberately forgotten— those pair of emerald-green, limpid eyes.

A psychological cue, no—hypnosis… Ernes Boyar looked around in anger and irresistible horror, instinctively taking in the situation he was in.

His gaze then landed on the mountain-like figure. He saw Father Utravsky with his thin and sparse brows.

Instantly, Ernes Boyar had all sorts of thoughts run through his mind and collide with one another. He quickly came up with one intense thought.

He didn’t put up any resistance, and he immediately said, “I’ll come here to do a month of volunteer work!”

Emlyn’s predicament had long been spread amongst the Sanguine in Backlund. Ernes Boyar was well aware of Father Utravsky and knew that, even if he were to put up a fight, it was difficult for him to escape the fate of doing volunteer work. He might as well surrender and choose conditions that were more beneficial to him.

At the very least, I shouldn’t have any cues planted in my mind and end up converting my faith to Earth Mother… This thought flashed through Ernes’s mind. He discovered a lantern in Utravsky’s hand, and inside it was a strange candle that seemed to be covered in human skin with protruding lumps.

Under the candlelight’s faint illumination, Ernes’s pupils widened again. He only had one thought on his mind remaining as it kept resonating:

Another psychological cue…

At that moment, he felt the gloominess thicken in his heart.

“Alright,” Utravsky nodded and agreed to Ernes Boyar’s request.

Emlyn held back his smugness and pleased smile. He then looked at the items he had caught, looking like a farmer who had just reaped a bountiful harvest.

In a private room on the third story of a restaurant northwest of the square, the lights darkened as a huge shadow appeared.

Tiny bats flew out of the darkness and quickly clumped together.

Smoke rose up as the silver-haired, scarlet-eyed Earl Mistral appeared at the spot where the bats had appeared. Everything around him had been restored to normal.

His servant, a middle-aged man in a dark formal suit immediately stepped forward and asked with a bow, “My lord, are you having your meal now?”

He couldn’t tell if things had happened smoothly, or if something had gone wrong, much less about the success of the outcome from the earl’s face. However, he didn’t dare inquire.

Mistral nodded and said, “Yes.”

He walked to the table with a composed look, took off the ring with the ghostly-blue gem, and sat down without showing a chink in his disposition. It was as though he had headed out to feed the pigeons.

rather unique, but it’s not bad… In the private room neighboring Earl Mistral, Klein was wearing

World or Mr. Fool’s interference—but considering how Miss Justice and The Moon Emlyn had zero experience in such matters and lacked experience in other matters, he had come to the area incognito

room to head above the gray fog. Using the corresponding point of light, he had taken in the entire square

the Sea God Scepter the entire time, prepared to deliver a lightning strike to prevent any problems once

a thing. Everything happened more smoothly

was participating in such matters for the first time,

controlling emotions. Even if she felt uneasy,

it became filled with lively music, an eclectic mix of the flute, violin, accordion, and seven-string

carriage was slowly circling around the perimeter of

the Backlund Bridge, took one look at the pigeons in

dream, he flipped Leymano’s Travels and activated Angel’s Embrace. He then left the scene on

Fourth

Mr. Fool, so it’s bound to succeed? However, Old Man doesn’t know much about the

this saying feel

never informed Pallez Zoroast of the exact situation of the Tarot Club. All he did was give mention of the general situation of the Tarot Club and inform “Him” of the matters that had been

chuckled and said, “Indeed. There’s also a second half of

“Their” benevolence… Leonard repeated in silence as he looked

then muttered wistfully, “This is really akin to a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. Furthermore, resolving its negative effects is relatively

effects. Leonard had originally planned on borrowing Creeping

Creeping Hunger for three hours. Various

from the Abraham family,” Pallez Zoroast said with a

Man, do you have the means of weakening or controlling the negative effects of the mystical item I previously

that a mystical item? That’s something that requires sealing!” Pallez first reprimanded Leonard. Then, he said, “Didn’t you say

taking

Street, North Borough, in the vicinity of Saint Samuel Cathedral, at

Audrey got off a

attire at a hotel room that had been prepared ahead of time. And that room was reserved

people coming and going at the Loen Charity Bursary Foundation’s entrance, but

her, as though she

and headed for the director’s office. And everyone who she walked past seemed to join her in playing a game, pretending as though they hadn’t seen her. They weren’t puzzled about why this

enter the office when she suddenly heard a familiar voice

is the amount of donations we

the ends of her lips as she

staff member was holding a stack

behind the desk was a golden retriever with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging

the director’s seat, casually flipping through the documents, and said, “That

took back the document and smiled

take my leave,