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.”

captain’s office. “I’ve already received the telegram and know of your request. I’ll

with a smile, “You’re the captain

obtain the power of that drop of the Eternal Blazing Sun’s blood, he deliberately kept it a secret. He continued placating the souls around Backlund and finally, through his hard work, found an opportunity to come to

to speak much, but I have

Leonard nodded slightly.

did you become a captain? Why haven’t

left, I became a Sequence 8 Gravedigger. I finally advanced to Spirit Medium last month. And it just so happened

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

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

at him and retracted

not choose to

and

at the ceiling and said in a calm and heavy

“Protecting this place, always.”

fell silent and didn’t give a

observed his surroundings and felt that there were quite significant changes, but there were also many things that

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

the basement.

its door open. A few Nighthawks were

approaching, they hurriedly put down their poker cards and stood

his gaze across them and saw two familiar faces. They were Royale, with her smooth black hair,

saw a few unfamiliar faces. He saw the pence, soli, and poker cards on the

moment, he felt his mind adrift as his

the Rorsted Archipelago waters, in a small harbor neighboring a fishing village,

his sleeves and crossed his arms, seriously looking

stood at a height of 1.8 meters tall. Its white surface

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

of different shapes and sizes before saying to Artisan Cielf, “Not bad. This

can cease its activity,

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

Bayam. His eye sockets were deep and his eyes vacant. They were lacking in

Frank’s words, he seemed to recall something as his body trembled. He silently crouched down and opened his

towards reproduction. Also, they have obtained abnormally strong

word. After he finished vomiting, he immediately stood up and turned to rush outside. However, a thick and strong white hypha reached out and