Lord of the Mysteries

After dealing with the spoils of war and bestowing the purified Shaman King Beyonder characteristic to Emlyn White, Klein was in no hurry to leave Sefirah Castle. He simply reviewed the battle today.

One thing he focused on was Abomination Suah’s performance in various aspects, so as to assess how powerful an angel was.

If I encounter him head-on and do not hold back, I might not even have a chance to summon an angel projection. Unless I succeed on my first attempt… Of course, my target, Dark Demon Wolf, is a Sequence 2 Miracle Invoker. As for Abomination Suah, “He” is already a Sequence 1. The gap between the two is likely quite significant… However, Dark Demonic Wolf shares the same Seer pathway as me. “He” suppresses me in every aspect… I can only be thankful that “He” hasn’t completed the ritual and advanced to Sequence 1, or I wouldn’t have any hope of winning… Sequence 1… As his thoughts raced, Klein’s gaze suddenly constricted as he sat straight.

He had thought of a possibility in a moment of inspiration.

Could the Dark Demonic Wolf, Kotar, have advanced and become a Sequence 1 Attendant of Mysteries? “He” created a marionette city to mislead possible trackers, such as Angel of Time Amon?

It can’t be ruled out… Yes, there’s another possibility. The Dark Demonic Wolf Kotar is in complete control of that “curtain” and has the strength of a quasi-Sequence 1… The more Klein thought about it, the more he realized that the operation was more dangerous than he imagined.

The Dark Demonic Wolf has survived in the Forsaken Land of the Gods for so many years. Even a God of Trickery like Amon is unable to capture “Him.” This means that “His” strength and intelligence has reached a rather high level!

I still have to make more preparations for hunting “Him”… Klein frowned slightly and slowly exhaled.

…

Backlund, West Borough, within the Odora family’s villa.

Emlyn sat on a leather sofa in the living room, crossed his right leg, and placed it on his left thigh, patiently waiting for Baron Cosmi to enter.

Before long, the middle-aged Sanguine Baron entered the living room and swept his gaze across Emlyn.

“Viscount White, why are you visiting so late at night?”

Emlyn smiled and said, “Isn’t this just the beginning of a day? Look, the crimson moon outside the window is so beautiful.”

Cosmi wanted to retort to the young Sanguine, pointing out how Emlyn followed the “good practice” of waking up at seven in the morning and sleeping before eleven back when he went to the Harvest Church. After a moment of hesitation, he resisted the urge and said, “What’s the matter?”

Emlyn raised his hand to pat the gown, tugged at his bowtie, and slowly got up. He raised his chin slightly and said, “Tell Lord Nibbs that he can begin preparing for the Earl conferment ritual.”

“…” Cosmi instinctively asked, “What are you talking about?”

Just as he said that, he suddenly came to a realization as he recalled Emlyn’s previous application.

“Y-you obtained an Earl—no, a Shaman King’s Beyonder characteristic?”

Emlyn enjoyed this very moment as he replied with a smile, “Did you think I was just joking when borrowing Vision of White?”

He opened it and revealed

Rose School of Thought’s temperance faction still has

they cooperate with

Backlund, which was also the grandfather of Cosmi, Marquis Nibbs Odora, didn’t think highly of Emlyn’s previous application. He wanted to wait for the cooperation with the Rose School of Thought to fall through before Emlyn had no

glanced at him and replied with a

Sparrow. He found it cool and thought that

point that The Hanged Man had repeatedly told him during the free

experience certain fear. This prevented them from finding excuses or using their status to take away the Shaman King

the bronze box containing the Vision of White and buttoned up his suit. He walked past the baron and

leave, Emlyn stopped. Without turning his head, he straightened his back

to address me as Earl next

the Moon had placed on him, he was

facial muscles twitched, but he maintained his silence. Only after Emlyn left did he find it difficult

for Emlyn, who was considered a laughing stock

How could he not be jealous?

control his emotions, he headed down to the basement. Passing

operation

or four seconds, Nibbs finally said, “The faction

Marquis’s voice was deep and old, with a hint of hoarseness as it echoed in

of White. A portion of the items he obtained rightfully belongs to the race,” Cosmi said with some anticipation, feeling somewhat

Nibbs’s voice grew louder.

“Buffoon!

while the Rose School of Thought was clearly prepared, is

in shambles for years, so how much strength can

Artifact, as well as two to three demigods. All these put together wouldn’t be able to restrain Abomination Suah and

succeeded, then you can count how many angels and Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts are needed at the very least. This

deliberately investigate Emlyn

shouting a few more times, Nibbs

as

going to prepare a ritual

returned with a question before sighing. “Perhaps after Emlyn took the risk for the Sanguine’s future, the Ancestor

…

Sea, La Cha

route, Admiral of Stars Cattleya used her fairytale magic to arrive at a mountain peak. She recited a passage in Jotun

“Open sesame!”

path immediately appeared on the cliff as though it was real and illusory. It was unknown where it