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…

an advance or a promise. Once I

Emlyn suddenly felt thankful that he had joined the Tarot

only organization he knew that could use a future promise to exchange for current

accumulate enough contributions until one reached the end of the line where the characteristics

can be used to issue missions, and when the advancement succeeds, it can be paid in installments…

some of the Sanguine had rich experience in

liquidated easily at times, so they had no choice but to borrow

his profession as a doctor to earn money. When he took a fancy to a precious piece of art, he bought it using a loan

property up for the mortgage. Exploiting his long life, he spent two hundred years repaying the debt. Of course, in name, his father had died,

this

…

Backlund. Outside Saint Samuel

mushrooms, preserved fruits, and other food from the workers of the Loen Poverty Relief

way to the square

on the steps behind Melissa

didn’t seem to shorten. She saw many people dressed in bright clothes, formal suits, and long skirts. Some of them

the priests and

was delivered, the cloth bags piled behind the long table slowly dwindled until there was

the long line had

frustration, and reluctance. However, they didn’t make a scene or argue. They

months. They had long known that unnecessary emotions would only waste the energy they had little of. It would hamper their quick movements to other

were numb, their eyes vacant as they

carrying a child had her legs

loudly,

he cried, the child sobbed and

There’s food at Memorial Square…” The woman carried the child and patted

say something when she saw Melissa take out a plate of food from a wooden crate under a long table and run towards the mother and

didn’t see it just now. There’s still one more…” Melissa crouched down and handed the bread, dried mushrooms, and preserved fruit over. Then,

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

and handed it to the child as she said repeatedly,

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

as well as the “Nighthawks” who were mixed among the people to secretly prevent any accidents, were all

the citizens had left, Audrey picked up her own set of

“You deserve it.”

looked at Miss Hall before her and shook

gave my

food when I

a faint smile, Audrey stuffed the grilled bread, dried mushrooms, and preserved fruits into

worry about me. My family has prepared snacks for me when I’m out busying