The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 283's

Xio has been in the bounty hunter business for a very long time. Many things are done based on instinct without thinking.

When he looked at the incoming protector who was nearly two meters tall, he instinctively lowered his head and continued to eat his pork sausage and fries as if nothing had happened.

Although food entered his mouth, Xio did not feel it at all. He experienced dozens of painful seconds before he slowly raised his head and pretended to look around casually.

Immediately, he saw that the protector who had just entered was sitting in front of the bar counter, waiting for his liquor and lunch.

Soft, pale yellow curly hair, dark brown eyes like animals, slightly drooping mouth, an aura of solitude and malice. Little by little, details appeared in Xio's eyes, overlapping with the shadows on his head.

That's her!

This is a suspected killer!

The man who killed Williams!

Xio lowered his head again and slowly stuffed the leftovers into his mouth.

After a few minutes, he placed the tray on top of the bar, along with his glass, and left the Worker's Alliance Shop without looking back.

Due to his high boots, they effectively covered the most obvious features of his body.

Outside, Xio slowed down his pace and found a secluded spot to observe the people entering and exiting the tavern.

After waiting for a while, he finally found an acquaintance, a technician named Burton, who lived in East Borough and worked at East Balam Pier.

The young man liked to pamper himself with a cup of rye beer during the day or afternoon, and his salary only allowed him to buy such a beer, and he could not drink it every day.

Xio nimbly darted and patted Burton on the shoulder. He lowered his voice and said, "It's me, Xio."

"Xio?" Burton looked up and down at the short man and almost failed to recognize him as the famous Arbiter Xio Derecha on the streets of East Borough.

"I have something to ask you." Xio pointed to the nearest corner.

Burton followed in bewilderment, only to realize when he arrived at a remote corner.

"Are you doing a reward mission?"

He had heard that Xio was also a bounty hunter.

"Yes." Yeah." Xio nodded indifferently, took out five cents, and tossed it. "Do you know the tall man in the tavern?"

"You mean this tall, pale yellow-haired, and fierce-looking?" Burton gave a signal.

"Yes." Yeah." Xio took out a folded portrait and unfolded it. "You must be sure."

"That's her. He has been coming to this store for the past two to three months. I've never seen him before. He's very fierce, totally absurd, and he's good at fighting. You better not provoke him. ." Burton glanced at the portrait carefully and gave sincere advice.

Yes, when I saw that person just now, it was like my encounter with a savage beast when I was young. I felt that I was in danger and was no match for him, so I had to avoid it immediately… Xio quietly sighed and asked, "Do you know someone close to him?"

"Don't know. He was not very friendly and he rarely spoke. We don't even know what his name is. We gave him a nickname, 'Giant.'" Burton curled his lips and shook his head.

Xio thought for a moment before asking again, "Where else did you meet him, other than the tavern?

"You can ask your friend the same question. Remember, it has to be a trusted friend."

Burton reminisced and said, "When I went to the Dock Union to do some work, uh—The East Balam Dock Union union, I sometimes saw him appear there. Xio, why don't you become a member of the guild? you're very fair, and those people not only charge us 1.5 soli a week, but when the other docks strike, they'll pay half our salary just because we have to support our family!

“God, forget it. In order to live a good life, we must help each other. However, once they set up the strike, they would reach an agreement with the lawyer sent by the wealthy men. Our situation is not improving at all!"

"Stop stopping." Xio lowered his right palm and said, "In addition, have you seen 'Giant' anywhere else?"

"No, my friends probably don't either. After all, we often discussed it in private," Burton replied in a stern tone.

Xio did not say anything more and gave him five cents of copper.

"Sum a drink for me."

"Don't tell anyone what I just asked. That would be very dangerous."

Before he finished his sentence, he had already turned the corner and headed towards the Dock Union located in the East Balam Dock.

About ten minutes later, Xio saw a two-story yellow building.

He wore his canvas coat upside down and revealed a patch underneath, instantly transforming himself from a short worker to a vagrant.

Xio looked at the homeless who were crowding in the corner, pinched his nose, and went to sit beside them. He glanced at the Dock Union across the street where people were coming in.

As the minutes passed, Xio endured the cold and harsh environment while persistently observing the situation around the Dock Union and the surrounding area.

She vividly remembers Williams' insistence on drinking, and she also remembers how she felt when she saw the newspaper on that fateful day.

This feeling made him more patient than usual.

At that moment, about eight people came out of the Dock Union, and they headed to the cafe across the street for a group lunch.

Xio narrowed his eyes and carefully scanned every passerby to confirm their appearance.

Xio looked at her casually, and his gaze suddenly froze.

Those eyes!

That mouth!

It always had that mocking smile!

The lanevus? Xio jerked his head back, not daring to look again.

The man from before had bronze skin and short hair, and his face was rough. He was very different from portraits, except that his eyes and mouth gave him a familiar feeling.

It was a feeling of ridiculing everyone!

Is that Lanevus? Could it be Lanevus? Xio lowered his head and stared at the tiled stones on the road.

…

Of Sammer.

After a sumptuous lunch, hosts and guests gathered in the activity room to chat, and they agreed to play Texas together.

Interesting rumors and funny stories echoed occasionally as Klein maintained his smile, interrupting from time to time. He also sees two of the Sammer family's children coming in and out excitedly.

And next to him, Jurgen Cooper put on a serious expression as usual, occasionally giving legal advice for discussion.

Klein smiled, turned his body slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Are you bored?"

"No, their topic is very interesting." Juergen nodded seriously.

Klein was stunned and asked, "Then why don't you laugh?"

Jurgen frowned slightly and looked at her in confusion.

"Why are you smiling?"

"…" Klein's mouth twitched, not knowing how to respond.

He'll make a joke about how Jurgen is like Brody's cat, forever so serious, when suddenly he hears a series of subtle pleas.

Lady... Miss Justice has found useful information, so quickly, based on the instructions I gave her? Klein stood up and slightly bowed.

"I have to use the bathroom."

In the bathroom, Klein locked the door, took four counter-clockwise steps, and went over the gray fog.

His judgment was very accurate, as the defense came from Miss Justice.

Klein suddenly felt nervous as he exuded his spirituality in anticipation and seriousness to listen to his words.

After the usual honorary name, Justice told him truthfully, "They found the clue you gave at the Tavern Alliance of Workers at East Balam Pier in the pier district. The person's nickname was 'Giant.'

"After trailing the Giant and finding out its entry and exit, they found someone suspected of being Lanevus in the Eastern Balam Union Dock.

"For a while, they did not dare to approach Lanevus because 'Giant' was so powerful and dangerous. They can only wait for an opportunity.

"In the meantime, they also asked if they could notify the police and collect the reward after confirming that it was Lanevus."

Lanevus has a very powerful and dangerous helper. Does he have another maid? Are there any factions supporting it? Why did he kill so many people? What does he plan to do in the Dock Union? A series of questions flashed through Klein's mind, making him feel that things were much more complicated than he had expected.

As for the last request, the answer is undoubtedly—ya. He would even suggest to the other party that they should inform the church of Dewi Overnight directly as there is a possibility of the police leaking such information.

Making the Nighthawks of the Church of the Goddess to kill Lanevus was also a form of revenge! Klein silently muttered to himself. He had a strong urge to immediately confirm that the man was Lanevus, lest everything change because he waited too long.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and released the spirit pendulum on his wrist in his sleeve.

"There's a danger of going to the Dock Union for confirmation."

Closing his eyes and chanting the spell seven times, Klein opened his eyes and looked at the topaz pendant. He found that it was not moving, completely silent.

Failed prophecy? Klein immediately frowned.

He changed the sentence he used, changed the method of divination, but all of them resulted in failure.

After some careful thought, he thought of three reasons. First, there is not enough information to make a prediction. Secondly, Lanevus was not in the Dock Union, making it difficult for the prophecy to succeed. And, third, Lanevus was just like Ince Zangwill who had an item that could protect from divination.

Items to protect from divination..The benefits he got from that god spawn ritual? A little divinity from a True Creator? Klein thought for a few seconds, then decided that no matter what happened, he would have to travel to the Dock Union.

There are certain things that need to be done even though danger is a certainty!

If the two women could observe silently without being seen, I could too. I only need to meet with Lanevus once and I can confirm it with a prophecy…

Of course, I must not be rash. I must prepare in advance. For example, I should send the All-Black Eye over the gray fog and not carry it. It was to prevent the spiritual damage of the True Creator from resonating with the divinity of "Him". Another example, I should raise my height so that the "Giant" will not be able to recognize me as the "passer-by" of my figure last night. For example, I had to find a suitable and sufficient reason not to arouse suspicion. Yeah, I can pretend to be a reporter and go there for an interview. I'll visit Mike Joseph later and borrow the identity of his fake reporter…

The corner of Klein's mouth slowly curled up as he enveloped his body with his spirituality before descending back into the real world.