Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1226 Handing Out Mushrooms

Emlyn maintained his smile and calmed himself down before responding, “I can find helpers of a sufficient level.”

He didn’t wish to borrow the forces of the Sanguine too much on this matter, because if that happened, he would undoubtedly end up as a liaison, a bystander, and a messenger. He would not have any say in the eventual distribution of the spoils of war.

As for the Sanguine Dukes and Marquises, they had no lack of direct descendants who wished to advance to become a demigod and become an Earl.

At the very beginning, Emlyn believed in his identity as the Sanguine’s savior. He believed that the important figures would treat every single member fairly. However, as The Hanged Man analyzed the various high-level Sanguine orders from Marquis Nibbs and the other high-level Sanguine, Emlyn gradually became wary of them.

He frowned slightly and said, “Sherlock Moretti?”

Emlyn was puzzled as he shifted in his seat.

“Why do you think it’s him?”

If it was in the past, he would have directly said, “Why are you mentioning Sherlock Moretti? He has been away from Backlund for nearly two years.” But now, he could acutely grasp that there was some hidden information in Maric’s words. He subconsciously adjusted his question.

In the eyes of this Wraith, Sherlock Moretti isn’t simple? Yes, indeed, he isn’t simple… As he spoke, Emlyn made a guess.

Upon hearing Emlyn’s question, Maric’s expression immediately turned odd, as though it was his first time meeting this Sanguine Viscount.

He quickly restrained the abnormality on the surface and said without emotion, “We need to consider it.

“I hope you can come up with a more convincing plan the next time we meet.”

“No problem.” Emlyn secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He immediately stood up and bowed gentlemanly.

After deciding on the means of communication, he put on his silk hat and walked out of the room.

As he returned to his residence, Emlyn couldn’t help but run through his initial plan.

As long as I complete a cooperative agreement with the demigod of the Rose School of Thought’s temperance faction, I can use it to apply for a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact from the Marquises and Dukes of the race…

Using the reason that it’s under the cooperating partner’s behest that they object to having demigods of the race be involved, I can stop them from directly interfering…

Yes, in order to make an agreement, I have to show enough strength to convince Maric and the others… I can only commission the mission at the Tarot Club to see if Ma’am Hermit, Miss Justice, and Mr. Hanged Man are willing to accept the commission. Miss Magician can also be considered. She can summon the projection of Gehrman Sparrow…

The biggest problem now is that I can’t provide enough compensation…

try to make an advance or a promise. Once I become an Earl,

in mind, Emlyn suddenly felt thankful that he had joined the Tarot

organization he knew that could use a future promise to

reached the end of the line where the characteristics and advancement ritual was awarded. Sometimes, a Beyonder might not be able to

used to issue missions, and when the advancement succeeds, it can be paid in installments… Emlyn habitually leaned towards the things he was

the bank, some of the Sanguine had rich experience in such areas and would

so they had no choice but to borrow money from close friends or the bank to ensure

doctor to

that, he couldn’t bear to pledge his property up for the mortgage. Exploiting his long life, he spent two hundred years repaying the debt. Of course,

of this

…

Backlund. Outside Saint Samuel

the grilled bread, dried mushrooms, preserved fruits,

cathedral all the way to the square and circled it several times. At

steps behind Melissa and took in

citizens, their eyes filled with longing. Seeing a mother holding a baby in her arms, she anxiously coaxed the child while eagerly observing the line in front of her that didn’t seem to shorten. She saw many people dressed in bright clothes, formal suits, and long skirts. Some of them pressed down their hats and wore veils,

people didn’t want to keep order and were dragged out by the priests and policemen

behind the long

food had been distributed, but the long line had only been

were unable to receive the help couldn’t resist revealing their disappointment, frustration, and reluctance. However,

the past one or two months. They had long known that unnecessary emotions would only

expressions were numb, their eyes vacant as they

her legs give way as she fell

loudly, his

he cried, the child sobbed and said, “Mommy,

food at Memorial Square…” The woman carried the child and patted his back. Tears streamed down her

out a plate of food from a wooden crate under a

it just now. There’s still one more…” Melissa crouched down and handed the bread, dried mushrooms, and preserved fruit over. Then, she explained

the food was actually prepared for the foundation staff who had been busy all this while. The portion that Melissa had

the child as

the food tightly and mimicked his mother in his nascent voice, “Thank

noticed that the Church’s priests, most of the police, as well as the “Nighthawks” who

picked up her own set of

“You deserve it.”

at Miss Hall before her and shook

my

worry. I’ll have food when I get

a faint smile, Audrey stuffed the grilled bread,

have to worry about me. My family has