lord of the mysteries Chapter 431 - A Drowning Man Shouldn’t Desperately Clutch at Straws

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Upon hearing Kleins question, Emlyn White jumped in fright as he carefully sized him up and said, Youre richer than I thought.

He had imagined that Sherlock Moriarty would take at least a week to raise 2,450 pounds.

Ive been saving for a long time. Klein sighed in response.

Emlyn nodded thoughtfully.

Its so lucrative being a private detective?

This is just an identity that makes things convenient. If you dont encounter a huge bounty, itll be two to three hundred pounds a year, Klein said frankly.

Emlyn glanced at him and asked casually, So what do you actually do? Smuggling arms? Stealing from the vaults of the rich and powerful? For Beyonders below Sequence 7, theres not much that can be done to save up more than 2,000 pounds so quickly, and most of them are gray areas that border on breaking the law.

You, a vampire, are talking to me about breaking the law? It seems like youre rather eager to make some quick money... Klein smiled.

Accept some relatively dangerous missions; if you arent afraid of death, you can try.

Emlyn shut his mouth, and only after a long time did he say, Come and find me in the evening. Ill take you to the sellers place.

What an obedient vampire... Klein was about to agree, but he suddenly found it unsafe.

What if the seller gets thoughts from seeing all the money? What if he doesnt have the corresponding Beyonder ingredients and is trying to fool me to commit a robbery? Emlyn White can be trusted, but not necessarily the seller hes introducing... I have to find an excuse to perform a divination above the gray fog to confirm the degree of danger... Yes, theres no need for it to be so complicated. Theres a better way... After some thought, Klein turned his head to look at Emlyn.

No, go by yourself.

Ill give you 1,000 pounds as a deposit, and youll bring the two ingredients to the Harvest Church. After confirmation, Ill pay the remaining balance. I believe the seller will accept this method. This will show the credit of a noble Sanguine.

Upon being flattered, Emlyn unconsciously lifted his chin.

Theres no problem with this way of trading.

Saying that, he let out a laugh.

Are you afraid that the other party will not keep their word? Are you more at ease in the Harvest Church?

Of course, anyone would feel safe when they see a Mother Earth adorer by the side, who is over 2.2 meters tall and has exceptionally firm muscles. Klein smiled and pointed at Father Utravsky. People who can deal with him wouldnt mind two to three thousand pounds.

Emlyns face darkened, and he snorted.

Arent you worried that Ill steal the thousand-pound deposit?

Klein casually looked straight ahead.

Why should I be worried?

You will come back here every day, making it easy to find you, and a living creature like a vampire would sell for more than a thousand pounds.

Emlyn, who had been hit in a sore spot, muttered in exasperation, Sanguine! Do you understand? Sanguine!

Also, dont call me a creature!

Klein chuckled and didnt say anything as he waited for Emlyn to calm down.

Well do it the way you requested. Finally, Emlyn reached out and rubbed his temples.

Klein immediately took out the envelope he had received that morning, and he handed it to him along with the thick stack of cash worth a thousand pounds.

See you here at eight tonight.

After counting the bills and after confirming that there was no mistake, Emlyn warily stole a glance at Father Utravsky and said in a low voice, Mr. Private Detective, with you being in contact with a lot of intelligence and news, have you heard of an evil god known as The Fool?

Evil?... Evil? You f... Inwardly, Klein nearly threw out a profanity.

He answered with the most normal expression, Many people are searching for believers of The Fool recently. Are you planning on joining their ranks to obtain the relevant bounty?

Emlyn sighed and said, No, Im only considering whether I should ask this evil god or the evil soul to help me dispel the psychological cue. As you know, the rumors going around include His specific honorific name, and as long as its converted into Hermes or ancient Hermes, its possible to get a response... What do you know about Him? How much harm will He bring to His believers? Will He forcefully change the believers views?

Although it points to me, I still have to say. My dear vampire friend, you are like a drowning man desperately clutching at straws... Feeling mixed emotions, Klein said, The Fool is very mysterious. Up to this day, apart from the news you already know, no one knows of His detailed situation. For example, how vast his clergy is, or what sort of corresponding prayer rituals there are.

What puzzles me is that you arent considering the two of your vampUh, Sanguines ancestor, the ancient goddess Lilith? As long as the ritual is correct and the offerings are appropriate, She will help you dispel the psychological cue.

Emlyn leaned back slightly and stared straight ahead, saying nothing for several seconds.

He seemed to instantly become sullen.

After a brief moment of silence, he said in a low voice, Before the Cataclysm, the ancestor had already rarely responded to prayers. Only certain special circumstances allowed us to get Her help. This does not include the removal of a psychological cue.

In the legends of the City of Silver, the ancient goddess, Lilith, who represented the moon had already had her authority taken back by the awakened Creator, or perhaps she had fallen in some battle among the gods earlier on... Then, who is the one occasionally responding to the Sanguines pleas? The Primordial Moon? Klein deliberately pressed, Then, theres still the Primordial Moon to pray to. Many underground Beyonders have rituals that borrow His power.

This is mainly referring to the Shaman King and the corresponding biological creatures... Klein added inwardly.

Emlyns lips quivered, but he didnt speak as there was an indescribable fear on his face.

After a long time, he solemnly said, I suspect that the Primordial Moon was impersonated by some evil god or a high-level devil. People who pray to Him mostly experience change, turning cruel, crazy, and even filled with desire. And the remaining ones, with the Sanguine mainly, there is a higher chance of them losing control and becoming true monsters.

There was once a powerful Sanguine that tried to pray due to some danger, but she ended up turning into nothing but a hunk of meat that only knows to mate and reproduce. She, together with bulls, rams, stallions, mice, and even plants and rocks, gave birth to one strange descendant after another. Each one of them developed their own Monster species. Thankfully, she was quickly eliminated along with her descendants.

... The Primordial Moon is that dangerous? There was no mention of it in the Book of Secrets. Had Shaman King Klarmans thoughts been corrupted? Fortunately, I only referenced, modified, and prayed to myself... Kleins heart raced in fright as a result of Emlyn Whites description.

This made him acutely realize that the hidden existences other than the seven deities were indeed not that trustworthy.

Except me... He sighed.

At that moment, Emlyn smiled bitterly and said, If the negative effects brought by The Fool isnt that great, praying to Him might be something to consider.

The only effect is that you will pay a certain amount of money for it... In order to maintain his image, Klein could only pat Emlyn on the shoulder and draw a triangular Sacred Emblem on his chest.

Its very dangerous to pray to a hidden existence that you dont know about. If youre considering that, you might as well choose a faith out of the seven deities you prefer. They wont affect your daily life and wont make you abandon your dolls.

If theres really no other way... Emlyn suddenly found himself calmer than he had expected.

Klein didnt linger on. He pushed his way out into the aisle and walked out of the Harvest Church.

Looking out at the misty sky, he began to think about what to do next.

There was no doubt that his current focus was on saving money and finding the ingredients.

Little Suns side needs to stabilize a little more. To prevent him from being suspected again, Ill use the method of ridding a Rampagers mental corruption as the promised payment... The Deep-sea Nagas hair can be entrusted to Mr. Hanged Man. Ill have to rely on myself for the Human-skinned Shadows characteristic... There hasnt been any relevant information from Emlyn White and Eye of Wisdom, Mr. Stanton, for over a month. Ill have to try different channels... Yes, its been quite long. Its likely that the High-Sequence Beyonder of the Rose School of Thought isnt monitoring the Bravehearts Bar that closely. Ill go visit it in the evening and see if I can contact Miss Sharron and Maric... Klein quickly had an idea.

In order to go to Bravehearts Bar, he had to first go to East Borough and change his workers clothes in the one-bedroom apartment he also rented on Black Palm Street.

As he thought of this, he walked towards the carriage stop on the opposite side of the road.

West Borough, inside Grimm Cemetery.

Fors Wall, who was dressed in a black veiled hat, quietly walked beside Dorian Gray, a member of the Abraham family. She had accompanied him to place flowers on Lawrence, Aulisa, and companys graves.

While walking silently, her thoughts were completely focused on the Beyonder ingredient, the Spirit Eaters stomach pouch.

She knew that she had already digested the Apprentice potion and as long as she could get the Spirit Eaters stomach pouch, she would become a Trickmaster. However, she ultimately lacked the clues related to it, and The Sun, that she had the most expectations at being able to help her, didnt dare to hold a ritual or invite friends to hunt Spirit Eaters because of what had happened before.

In order to advance as quickly as possible and escape the curse of the full moon, she had even asked Mr. Fool for help, hoping that His adorers could help her find the ingredients. In the process, she revealed that she had published her new book and was about to receive a fixed fee for the book, in order to prove that she had sufficient power to purchase itshe didnt fear that her real identity would be known by Mr. Fool, because she believed that Mr. Fool clearly knew it.

In the secluded, quiet, and cold environment, Fors and Dorian stopped at Lawrences grave.

Looking at the photo taken after his death and reading the epitaph: hes a good teacher, Dorian Gray remained silent for a long time before sighing.

How ironic...

Why? Fors asked in surprise.

She had heard Lawrence mention that he was a public school teacher in Constant City, Midseashire, and that was why she had used such an epitaph.

This has nothing to do with you. It has to do with our family. Dorian gave a self-deprecating laugh and bent down to put down the flowers.

After straightening his body, he looked straight ahead, and suddenly spoke out, Fors, do you want to become a Beyonder? The kind I described in my letter.