The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Lord Of The Mysteries
Chapter 382's



Cherwood Borough, in the rented house of Xio and Fors.


Fors had just finished the start of his new book and, in a good mood, was preparing to reward himself with a cigarette, as Xio pushed the door open and entered the study.


"Smoking is dangerous to your health." Xio grunting.


Fors did not refute him when he saw his confused gaze. Instead, he asked, "It looks like something happened to you?"


Xio scratched his coarse blonde hair and sat down in a nearby chair.


"That guy from earlier contacted me—the guy who sold the Sheriff's formula to me through someone else at Mr. A's meeting.


"He gave me a relatively simple mission. The initial prize was thirty pounds. I don't even know if there's any hidden danger…"


Fors thought for a moment and then said, "That guy... There should be an organization behind him, but why would they want to tie you up? Aren't they afraid of getting involved with your intelligence; thus, causing the entire organization to be completely destroyed? There's nothing they really need from you either. Your appearance is almost impassable, but you are too short, so maybe your life is relatively more valuable... Eh, what mission is it?”.


Xio was used to his best friend's cynical comments as he ignored what he said at the beginning. He immediately answered the second question, "Investigate if anyone has been watching Capim recently."


"Capoe? Human traffickers who deserve to be hanged—not, burned to death?" Although Fors was not a bounty hunter, it was his writer's instinct to collect material, so he often asked Xio to tell the stories and news he had learned.


Xio nodded. "That's it, but he's dead. It looks like he died a pathetic death."


"How did he die? Was he sliced to death with a knife, bit by bit?" Fors asked, delighted and curious.


"The man did not explain in detail. It will probably be mentioned in the paper tomorrow." Xio thought for two seconds before continuing, "He only mentioned a rather special situation at the location of the death. He said that Capim's body was covered in tarot cards. His face was covered with cards of 'Judge' and 'Emperor'.


"The card of 'Judge' may mean that it is a judgment upon Capim, and the verdict is death. But what does the 'Emperor' Card symbolize'? The killer, isn't—the identity of the hero?" As a best-selling author, Fors instinctively began to interpret the unique layout of the CPI.


Suddenly, he froze.


Tarot cards? That body is full of tarot cards? Fors suddenly remembered the secret organization he had just joined—Tarot Club!


That can't be any of us, can it? However, none of the members had the Emperor's code name. If that was the case, then this was the first time I had found any traces of the Tarot Club in the real world… We are not just a secret organization that exists only above the gray fog. As Fors' emotions churned, he felt shocked and worried as well.



Under the command of the officer, Klein entered the familiar activity room.


There was only one candle in the room. The dim yellow light made the surroundings look like scenes from a ghost story. Coupled with the black robes and iron masks worn by the mysterious people, the atmosphere became even more intense.


As he stepped in, Klein suddenly felt a puzzling sensation.


He felt the flickering flame of the candle staring at him.


He felt that the flames would burst out and burn his hair and robe.


He felt that the curtains behind the oriel window would suddenly flutter, enveloping his body, and covering his nose and mouth, forcefully strangling him to death.


What the hell's going on? Klein was stunned as he became extremely tense.


It was not a premonition of danger, but a feeling that was hard to avoid.


Klein carefully found a seat and sat down.


The moment his butt touched the surface of the chair, he felt as if the chair was about to explode and thick wooden thorns were about to pierce his body.


It reminded him of a video he had seen on Bumi—from the explosion of a low-quality gas cylinder under a swivel chair, a steel pole, and its debris piercing the buttocks of the sitting owner, drilling into his stomach. The entire scene was filled with mutilated blood and flesh, a terrifying sight.


Why do I always make bad associations? Was it because of the damage done to my Spirit Body from the previous battle? Klein looked around seriously and saw that the fat Pharmacist was still not present.


What the hell's going on? Or has he left Backlund? Klein muttered something to himself and heard the Eye of Wisdom announce the start of the meeting.


For the next few hours, Klein felt as if the chandelier on the ceiling was about to fall to the side and crash into his head. He thought that the coffee table in front of the Eye of Wisdom would suddenly move to the side and make him stumble, stumbling, and he suspected that the members of the society around him were full of hatred and could cause trouble for him at any time.


It made him agitated, alert, and confused, and he was too distracted to notice a deal that ended successfully or failed.


If someone says that a premonition of danger is like the occasional vibration, remind someone that there is news coming into the room or a phone call coming in, then the feeling I have right now is like an electric drill that is constantly boring, causing me to be unable to relax or notice anything else, but it only touched the cold iron mask.


At this moment, he felt as if his iron mask had suddenly collapsed and stuck to his face, embedded in his brain.


Was it really because my Spirit Body was damaged that made me hallucinate? Klein frowned.


Although the meeting rate of the Eye of Wisdom was not high, and it was likely that it would not involve high-level monsters like the Thousand-faced Hunter, Klein believed that many members here also attended other meetings. and may be able to relate to relevant information and instructions.


Amidst his anxiety, Klein attended the meeting as an observer.


Right after taking off his robe, removing his mask, and leaving the room, the feeling that everything in the room would hurt him instantly disappeared, disappearing in the most bizarre way!


Pupil Klein shrank, ensuring that his previous experience did not stem from any damage to his Spirit Body; otherwise, he would not have experienced two completely different circumstances, inside and out.


He suspected there was a person or creature in the meeting activity room, which was invisible, invisible, and very frightening. That entity had stimulated his spiritual perception as a Diviner and his sense of danger as a Clown, but due to the suppression of the entity or some other special reason, this stimulus appeared in the form of rich associations that failed to make him realize it.


Who'sis that? This is too scary. His own existence made me have a reaction similar to the symptoms of losing control. Without making a sound, Klein left the Eye of Wisdom house and headed for the nearest road.


Suddenly, he had a guess.


Bar Bravehearts was nearby, and it was also the monitoring area of Wraith Steve, who was killed by Miss Sharron, Maric, and I…


Their death would definitely make the Rose School High Order Extreme angry, and he would set his sights here, towards the Beyonders who lived near the Bravehearts Bar…


Is that him?


Fortunately, I used the Biological Poison Bottle and Sun Brooch tonight, and in order to prevent myself from being foreseen, I left them above the gray fog… The magician who had just finished the impossible show would be instantly killed…


The world of Beyonder is really dangerous …



Inside the Sacred Wind Cathedral, Cardinal Ace Snake looked at the captain of the Mandated Punisher team and asked emotionlessly, "Who is Capim?


"Why is there a dungeon in his villa?"


The captain of the Mandated Punisher team immediately replied, "He's a tycoon, a person rumored to be linked to many cases of missing girls. He was suspected of being a human trafficker, and that he was secretly involved in the slave trade.


"The underground dungeon proved that rumor."


"Why would a human trafficker receive protection from so many Beyonders? And their order is also not low," urged Cardinal Snake.


"Your Majesty, this requires investigation. We tried to use Beyonder's means to find clues, but they all failed" replied the captain of the Mandated Punisher team, somewhat trembling in fear.


"I've tried it, too" Cardinal Snake did not blame him.


This member of the upper echelon of the Church of the Lord of Storms paused for a moment before continuing, "Continue to investigate the matter. Also, find the ghost of Order 6 or 5."


After his subordinates left, Cardinal Snake picked up his pen and wrote in his notebook a number of things to watch out for: "Capim, human trafficking, tarot card rituals, strange ghosts without high order, hidden plots."



In Empress Borough, Count Hall's luxury villa.


Audrey was waiting for the waiter to cut the food, when she heard her father, Count Hall, who used to read the newspaper at breakfast, laugh.


"Capim is dead."


"Who is he?" Audrey asked with her eyes wide open.


In fact, he was not the slightest bit curious about who Capim was. He only went with his father, who obviously had a desire to share his thoughts.


This was her specialty as a princess and the innate nature of a Telepath.


"He's a tycoon who secretly might be a human trafficker. He has a pretty good relationship with some people. Heh.." Count Hall chuckled. "He was killed last night. There were clear signs that he was on trial at the scene, so newspapers referred to his killer as the Hero Bandit. Dark Emperor Bandit Hero. Oh, they named it after the codename of the ancient ruler of the Solomon Empire."


Bandit Hero? The Dark Emperor's Bandit Hero? The Dark Emperor. Audrey instantly remembered the Blasphemy Card belonging to the Foolish Master. This was the highest-leveled item he had come into contact with so far.


He suddenly becomes interested in Capim's murder: "That sounds interesting. Although it is illegal, I still want to say that the Hero Bandit did it beautifully. Oh, dad, how did it go?"


"Police and related departments in the Church do not divulge the exact details. I haven't met them either, but this is what it says in the paper. Hero Bandits wore black armor and black crowns. After he entered the villa of Capim, he not only stole all the valuables in the safe, but he even stole the life of Capim and his evil accomplices, rescuing girls locked up in dungeons. He spread tarot cards on Capim's body, and the most prominent of them all were the two cards that covered his face. One was the 'Judge' and the other was the 'Emperor.'" Count Hall held onto the newspaper as he described it.


Tarot card.."Judge Card" and card "Emperor.