Lord of the Mysteries

1013 Individual Growth

The 36 Zouteland Street of the past was just filled with a cement foundation, with each floor’s two windows forming the shape of an arch with their covers being shut. It had the architectural traits of post-1300s of the Fifth Epoch, and the natural lighting wasn’t very good.

After its reconstruction, the bottom floor had a small sheltered porch with two oriel windows that extended to the second floor. The thinner portion of the window frames had a wall and a decorative column that supported a thin stone beam. Above the oriel window was a parapet that connected straight to the third floor.

This was a three-story architectural style that had been made popular in recent years.

His thoughts seemingly going adrift, Leonard had a feeling that he had come to the wrong place.

After falling into a daze for about ten seconds, he stepped into 36 Zouteland Street with a silver inlaid cane. Following that, he walked up the stairs, turned around a bend, and saw the black door and vertical signboard:

“Blackthorn Security Company.”

When he arrived, he seemed to gradually find a sense of familiarity. He sped up his pace and pushed open the ajar door.

A brown-haired girl who held the Tingen City Honest Paper up vertically on the desk moved the papers to the side when she heard the unconcealed footsteps, revealing a smooth forehead, light-brown eyes, and a pretty face.

“…Good afternoon, Rozanne,” Leonard greeted somewhat hesitantly.

Rozanne first wore a look of surprise before her expression fell. She said in an abnormally cold tone, “Good afternoon. “Congratulations on avenging Captain and Klein.”

Leonard widened his mouth, at a loss for a response. He didn’t even press down on his top hat despite his dislike of wearing hats.

He forced a smile and nodded slightly. Then, he went forward in silence, passing Rozanne, planning to enter the door beyond the partition.

Just as he was about to enter the office, he suddenly heard Rozanne say rather softly behind him, “Live well…”

Leonard slowed down his pace slightly before nodding his head heavily.

When he entered the interior, he instantly saw Frye standing by the captain’s office.

This Corpse Collector still had a paleness that resulted from not being under the sun for a long while. He had black hair This Corpse Collector still had a paleness that resulted from not being under the sun for a long while. He had black hair

Leonard solemnly looked at him for a few seconds before exhaling, trying hard to coolly smile.

“Long time no see.”

“I’ve already received the telegram and know of your request. I’ll get two

smile, “You’re the captain

the Eternal Blazing Sun’s blood, he deliberately kept it a secret. He continued placating the souls

nod. “Actually, I don’t like to speak much, but I have to do so as

Leonard nodded slightly.

become a captain? Why haven’t I heard

explanation. “Shortly after you left, I became a Sequence 8 Gravedigger. I finally advanced to

could finish his sentence, he had punched himself in the head.

Frye with a smile, “In that case, you still have room and time to make further progress. Perhaps you might become a

at him

likely not choose

and came to Frye’s

at the ceiling and said in a calm and heavy voice,

“Protecting this place, always.”

silent and

there were quite significant changes, but there were

silent for a while before saying, “I’ll dispatch two members to

basement. Leonard then

had its door open. A few Nighthawks were in

hurriedly put down their

saw two familiar faces. They were Royale, with her smooth

faces.

mind adrift as his vision blurred

in a small harbor neighboring a fishing village, at the

and crossed his arms, seriously

stood at a height of 1.8 meters tall. Its white surface had a few bright red spots

its stem had protruding spores. They had thick and strong-looking white hypha that resembled

to Artisan Cielf, “Not bad. This experiment has made progress again. This mushroom

or boiling, these can cease its activity, making it not

to satisfy any requirements for breakfast. See, the crew no longer enjoy drinking anymore. There are mushrooms that can be plucked everywhere… I believe that when out in the wilderness, to fill one’s stomach, one has to carry dry rations and hunt wild beasts. That’s just too troublesome. If we can let our bodies grow mushrooms, wouldn’t it save

was in Bayam. His eye sockets were

words, he seemed to recall something as his body trembled. He silently crouched down and opened his mouth, producing retching

you’ve done recently,” Frank said sincerely to the Artisan. “If it wasn’t for you, the mushrooms wouldn’t have such a strong inclination towards reproduction. Also, they have obtained abnormally strong vitality under the moonlight, allowing themselves to

word. After he finished vomiting, he immediately stood up and turned to rush outside. However, a thick