The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Lord Of The Mysteries
Chapter 131



Master A? It sounds more like a code name for a villain than a powerful mysterious man. It was simply incomparable to the Foolish One. No, only a god or demigod could compare to the Foolish Master.


He looked at Master A calmly and spoke to Fors and Xio Derecha in a soft tone, "Is there a story about this man?"


The hooded Viscount Glaint was similarly curious.


Xio Derecha replied firmly, "There have been several such incidents in the past. Beyonders Sequence 8, some even in Sequence 7, have targeted and tried to deal with Mr. A, but they all mysteriously disappeared."


"So she really is a powerful Beyonder," Glaint was amazed.


They walked into the room as they spoke. The guards immediately closed the door behind them.


After adjusting to the light of the gas lamp in the room, Audrey saw two whiteboards with a few sentences written in front of her right in front of her.


At that moment, Fors, who had an unlit cigarette in his hand, whispered, "That was the request of the members of this meeting. you should be able to understand that many people do not want others to know what they have in order to avoid them. So, they write their requests, or what they sell, as well as their rough prices on the board anonymously."


Audry nodded. He did not care to observe the members of the meeting; instead, he turned his gaze to the words on the left board.


"I need a pair of eyes from an adult Manhal Fish."


"Dust left behind by vengeful spirits, 165 pounds."


"Three pages of the Emperor Roselle's notebook, 20 pounds."


Audrey couldn't maintain her Audience's state when she saw that. He was just as surprised as he was excited.


This price.. this price is too cheap! He thought in joy and excitement.


As he walked, his gaze shifted as he looked at another notice.


"Baby flower tears, 200 pounds."


"Mummy powder, 10 grams, 5 pounds."


"Fishman secretion, 30 ml, 29 pounds."


"Formula for Sheriff Potions Order 8,450 pounds."



Too..it's too cheap! The ingredients of the Beyonder all cost less than 300 pounds! Audrey's eyes sparkled as she found a place to sit together with her friends.


Xio Derecha leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Do you have something you want?"


Audrey breathed a heavy sigh. The famous Emperor Roselle quote flashed through his mind: "I want everything!"


He had two elder brothers, making his eligibility to inherit the noble title and the main part of the inheritance to be zero. But as a woman adored by her parents and brothers, she owned property, farmland, pastures, mines, jewelry, stocks, and bonds in her name. Together, they were valued at 300,000 pounds.


This was part of his legacy, but he only had it in his name before his father, Count Hall, died, or when he married. Each year, he receives the appropriate amount from the trust fund.


But even so, she could receive 15,000 to 25,000 pounds a year, making her one of the richest women among the nobles in the entire Loen Kingdom.


Of course, he had expenses that he could not avoid as a noble. And now that he received the annual payment, he could no longer bother his parents for money all the time.


He controlled himself and replied hesitantly, "For the time being, I look at Emperor Roselle's notebook.I admire her, and I think the special symbols and literature she created have mysterious powers; it's just that we haven't figured out the right way to decipher it."


Audrey, you are becoming more and more hypocritical.


Just as he said that, a young man in a white shirt sitting near them stood up excitedly. She agreed with Audrey, "Yes! That'sthat's true! I finally met someone who had the same opinion as me!


"i'm a person with three pages of notebooks, and I can sell them to you now!"


Audrey was at first confused before she replied with a smile, "Then, allow me to say thank you."


He took out a pair of 10-pound notes and handed them to the man, then received the three pages of Emperor Roselle's diary instead. Of course, no one here knew that it was part of his diary, and therefore, everyone in general called it his notebook.


Audrey flipped through the pages after she received them and made sure that the writing was similar to the previous page she had met.


He put down the diary and asked Xio and Fors gently, "Who can I look for if the note is fake? Mr A?"


"Yes, Mr. A will not allow deception to occur in his meetings. And I can also help you mediate this personally," Xio Derecha replied excitedly.


"i understand." Audrey enters her Audience status and observes the candidates Beyonders and Beyonders around her.


There were many people who were looking up because of the excitement of the young man earlier. They observed Audrey and Glaint, some made it clear while others were more cautious, but Audrey and Glaint's hood covered their features well.


There were sofas and chairs scattered around the venue, all facing the board. The furniture material was rather ordinary, indicating that the person who gathered it here, Mr. A, was not a noble and did not care much about the place, she did not need to overdo it. Majestic with the place.Audrey looked around and observed quietly.


Mr. A looked at all the women present, his gaze often fixed on those who looked above average... He was perverted? Can he see through my robe?


Audrey was surprised by this deduction. He felt disgusted, as if he had just eaten a fly.


That means his eyes can't see through the fabric directly. His sense of sight is incredible. It was as if he was watching me from a close distance. With that ability, the hood won't accomplish much. Audrey calmly observed the other people involved in their own agreement and gained an understanding of the state of some people there.


At that moment, the facilitator Pak A walked over and whispered to Audrey's group, “You can write your request on a piece of paper and give it to me, <TAG1>, or wait until the break to write whatever you want to sell on the blackboard in that little room."


Fors inhaled his cigarette and scanned the surroundings carefully. "Have you considered the formula of Order 9 that you want?"


He had kept his promise and told Audrey and Viscount Glaint about all the Sequence paths he knew.


Audrey pretended to think before saying, "Spectator, I want to become a Spectator. And, I also want the progress of the Spectator, the Telepathist."


He considered the fact that he would have to be in frequent contact with Fors and Xio Derecha in the future, so it was very likely that they would realize that he was a Beyonder, a Spectator. Therefore, he decided to take this opportunity to reveal this to them and completely hide the fact that the Tarot Club existed.


Although I would be wasting money, it would still be worth it. Audrey praised herself.


At the same time, he noticed that Xio Derecha was looking at the blackboard from time to time, his expression was desire and depression.


Xio told me that the appropriate Order 8 for the Arbitrator was the Sheriff. He saw a price tag of 450 pounds? Well, obviously he wanted a formula for the sheriff…


He had already been an Arbitrator for over a year, and he had unknowingly acted as an Arbitrator. The potion should have been digested…


All these details tell me that Xio is short on money!


As Audrey concluded all of this, Viscount Glaint revealed his choice.


"Apothecary, I want the formula for Apothecary Sequence 9!"


Sensing the gazes from Audrey, Fors, and Xio, she explained herself with a chuckle, "To me, health and not having to worry about illness and great danger are the most important things!"


"Rational decision.I once dreamed of becoming a Pharmacist." Fors sighed with a smile.


He has a rather lethargic attitude.


After making the decision, Audrey and the others wrote their request on a piece of paper and handed it to the facilitator. They watched as the facilitator walked around the venue and asked the other participants, collecting some other sheets of paper.


The facilitator then shuffled the note and handed it to his colleague in charge of the blackboard, asking him to jot down the information into it.


"I need the formula for the Spectator and Telepathist potion, the price will be negotiated directly …"


The facilitator will repeat the request three times after he writes it on the board. If someone is interested, they can apply for a room in secret. There will be facilitators who help them finalize the deal.


After waiting for a while, Audrey and Glaint did not accept the request for a deal. They're a little disappointed.


At this moment, a facilitator walked over to Audrey's side and handed her a folded sheet of paper.


"From Mr. A," said the facilitator gently.


Audrey unfolded the paper and looked at it.


"Are you interested in the other Sequence 9 potion formulas?"


Audrey curled the tip of her mouth in disdain and wrote on the blank: "i'm only interested in the Audience."


He folded the paper and handed it back to the facilitator, then watched as he gave it back to Mr. A.


Mr. A glanced and did not say anything, continuing to look at the rest of the members in silence.


But Audrey keenly noticed that she was secretly burning a piece of paper and letting her ashes fall to the floor.


Fifteen minutes later, Mr. A said, "Now we take a break.You can interact with other participants freely."


At this moment, the young man selling Emperor Roselle's diary approached Audrey and said happily, "i have deciphered a portion of Emperor Roselle's special character and tattooed it on myself, "i have already elaborated on a part of Emperor Roselle's special character and tattooed it on myself, it allows me to gain some extraordinary abilities.


"Are you interested?"


Audrey suddenly remembered that she had asked Mr. Fool whether special characters in the diary of Emperor Roselle have unique abilities. Answer Mr. The fool is that they are useless unless a god is suddenly attracted to them.


He looked at the young man in front of him and thought for a moment. He then investigated, "What extraordinary ability?"


The young man replied excitedly, "i am becoming stronger and healthier!"


Audrey looked at him with pity. "Sorry, I believe more in my own research."


In the remaining time, he continued to observe those who came to this meeting, but did not get any further information. All he had was the rough conclusion that some of them were doctors or lawyers, ordinary jobs.


Audrey and the others left the venue after another half hour and returned to Viscount Glaint's house while waiting until the party was over.


Audrey came home at about 10 that night. She would ask her servant to prepare hot water when she saw her dog Susie staring at her .


My dog just looked at me. Audrey's emotions got complicated.