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.

but it’s not bad… In the private room neighboring Earl Mistral,

few members of the Tarot Club—one that didn’t need The World or Mr. Fool’s interference—but considering how Miss Justice and The Moon Emlyn had zero experience in such matters and lacked experience

of his private room to head above the gray fog. Using the

the Sea God Scepter the entire time, prepared to deliver

thing. Everything

but Miss Justice, who was participating in such matters for the first time, had exceeded his expectations. She wasn’t nervous at all, not showing any signs of

the Spectator pathway is far greater than Low- and Mid-Sequence Beyonders of the other pathways when it comes to controlling emotions.

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

rental carriage was slowly circling around

look at the pigeons in the middle of the square before asking with a suppressed voice, “Old Man, what’s

flipped Leymano’s Travels and activated Angel’s Embrace. He

snapped back, “In the Fourth Epoch, there’s such

so it’s bound to succeed? However, Old Man doesn’t know much about the Tarot Club. Mr. Fool is a witness most of the time, so there’s no so-called tacit approval… Leonard mumbled inwardly

this

informed Pallez Zoroast of the exact situation of the Tarot Club. All he did was give mention of the general

“Indeed. There’s also a second half of the

Leonard repeated in

“This is really akin to a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. Furthermore, resolving its negative

as the darkness, had relatively stronger resistance against Nightmare-related effects. Leonard had originally planned on borrowing Creeping Hunger from The World Klein Moretti. However, after some subsequent discussion, Miss Magician mentioned the

Creeping Hunger for three hours. Various useful Beyonder powers were recorded, such

is something from the Abraham family,” Pallez Zoroast said with

long known of this as he nodded indiscernibly. He then asked, “Old Man, do you have the means of

item? That’s something that requires sealing!” Pallez first reprimanded Leonard. Then, he said, “Didn’t you say that it has a living characteristic? That makes it much easier to

his gaze out the window again, taking in

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

off a carriage like an

been prepared ahead of time. And that room was reserved by someone under Emlyn’s instructions. It had nothing to do with

moment, there were people coming and going at the Loen Charity Bursary Foundation’s entrance, but Audrey

looked at her, as though she lived in another

briskly walked into the foyer, went up to the second story, 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.

was just about to enter the office when

the amount of

curl the ends of her lips

member was holding a stack

retriever with a

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

member then took back the document and smiled at

take my