Lord of Mysteries: Taiyi

Backlund, 36 "Evalland Street", a three-story detached house.

Kurt, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and was delighted to find that his potion was showing signs of being digested.

Was it because she taught Miss "Justice" a lesson? Perhaps she also taught Mr. "Fool" a lesson along the way...

This proves that the direction of the role-playing was correct; indeed, lower sequences are easier to play...

He subconsciously touched the ring on his left ring finger, feeling the urge for blood and a slight headache.

He verified that the gem only corresponds to the "Crimson Scholar" rank; otherwise, the side effects would probably be much more severe. Although, as a Level 5 extraordinary item, the side effects are now quite mild...

You could try cutting off your hand, letting the ring merge into your blood, and then using the powerful regenerative ability of the Moon Path Sequence 5 "Crimson Scholar" to grow it back.

But after thinking it over, he gave up the idea. First, he was afraid the ring would reappear on his hand, which would mean he had cut it for nothing; second, he was afraid of the pain.

Kurt originally wanted to lie down for a while, but he felt his blood getting a little too hot, so he quickly got up and went to the mahogany bookcase in the corner to remove the spiritual wall that had been enhanced by the source material.

The once ordinary bookshelf suddenly radiated a strong spiritual light. Inside were various talismans and strange items that he had prayed for through "infinite collapse," such as pocket watches that could freeze time in a small area without affecting their owner, as well as extraordinary items made of gold, such as "eye-opening" talismans, "analysis" talismans, and "restoration" talismans.

When he advanced to Sequence Eight, he sensed that he could now invoke the abilities of the adjacent "Storyteller" sequence, but he hadn't tried it yet...

They took out a vial of fresh blood from the top layer, about 100ml. There were five vials prepared in total. This special spiritual wall has the function of slowing down the flow of time, which is a kind of preservation.

Kurt examined the somewhat viscous blood, thinking of the bishop's tall figure.

He seemed to understand Emlyn White's feelings; if the blood of Miss Justice and the bishop were placed before him, he would definitely drink Miss Justice's.

Despite the discomfort of drinking blood for the first time, Kurt tilted his head back and drank all the blood. It seemed to be a specially made bottle from the church, so there wasn't a single drop left in it.

Kurt felt the slightly metallic taste of the blood slide down his throat. The restless feeling in his blood subsided somewhat but was still there. He then drank another vial before he felt the side effects disappear.

Does it need 200ml for three days? It's also possible that I've only used my ability a few times in these three days... That means the bishop might not have enough blood. Perhaps the "Dawn Knight" has the extraordinary ability to accelerate blood regeneration, but I want to try something different... Ugh, I'm worried the bishop might be anemic... What am I thinking?!

Realizing something was wrong with him, Kurt quickly shook his head, suppressing the urge to spit out blood. He warned himself to control himself, otherwise he might be influenced by the ring and even lose control.

After rinsing his mouth with a sip of cool water to remove the remaining blood, Kurt rearranged the spiritual wall. He then spent some time praying to "Infinite Collapse" and was granted the spiritual wall the properties of slowing down time and absolute secrecy. Now, even if angels came, they would subconsciously ignore the bookshelf or simply not see it at all.

His source matter is very special. Kurt himself cannot see what "Infinite Collapse" looks like. When he looks at the Protoss, his vision is swallowed up, but he can feel that the source matter is indeed there. Moreover, he vaguely senses that after advancing to the middle or high sequence, he will be able to see the true face of "Infinite Collapse"!

Kurt left his bedroom and went downstairs to wait for his afternoon interview, which was scheduled to start at 5 p.m. Finks didn't come to work today because of a tarot reading on Monday, so Bard Watch Shop was closed today.

This will make the watch shop's business worse and worse, but Kurt doesn't care anymore. It will be too easy for him to make money later. Any recipe can sell for hundreds or even tens of thousands of pounds... Even his promotion will require a lot of gold pounds, and the watch shop's income is not worth mentioning, unless there are large orders from nobles, but that is basically impossible.

……

Five o'clock in the afternoon, on the first floor of the Kurt's house.

To Kurt's surprise, only four people came to apply for the job: three men and one woman.

He clearly offered a salary of 1 pound for just three hours... But after thinking about it, he understood why. It was far from the East End, and he only needed one person, and he wouldn't reimburse travel expenses. His gentle appearance and other factors had already filtered out a large number of people.

Moreover, most bounty hunters wouldn't dare to swagger into a place so close to Westville Street, and most of the bounty hunters he knew or lived in the East District were illiterate.

However, he probably won't need to repost the job application, because he saw someone who resembles Hugh Deercha.

Because the original work only contains text and some pictures, which are different from reality, Kurt could only make a rough judgment.

He has delicate but youthful features, is just over 1.5 meters tall, has shoulder-length, messy, and unkempt blond hair, and wears traditional equestrian training clothes, yet he possesses an indescribable air of authority and a convincing charm.

She sat quietly at the end of the sofa, behind the three men, looking around at the various clocks and occasionally glancing at Kurt.

Once everyone had arrived, Kurt instructed his maid, Janelle, to serve tea to the group. After asking their names, he confirmed that it was indeed Hugh Deercha. The other three men turned out to be private detectives. The strongest, with a full beard, was named Alan Goodan. Another was of medium build, wearing black-rimmed glasses, named Court Regin. The last one was somewhat thin and, looking at the youngest man, refused to reveal his name, only giving him the code name "Youngest."

Kurt's lips twitched. "You don't even give me a name? Who would hire you? You've been reading too many detective novels..."

"You should already know the content of this commission." Kurt looked around and found that the people all looked "gentle" and at least did not look like vicious criminals. They must have a relatively clean background to dare to come here... Moreover, two of them looked like private detectives.

Seeing that everyone, including Hugh, nodded in understanding, Kurt continued:

"I'm going to set up a free school in the East District. Your task is to protect me and the temporary school from 8 to 11 o'clock." Kurt paused for a moment, then continued, "But I only need one person right now, so I need the one with the best fighting skills."

"This might require a little sparring between you guys, is that alright?"

Since there was someone like Hugh who knew him inside and out, he didn't want to waste time screening. None of the people here should be a match for Hugh, unless there was another extraordinary person, but the chances of that were very small.

Seeing that the group, including Hugh, was full of confidence, Kurt also realized that the other three were probably not from the East End and did not often operate in the East End. Otherwise, they would have heard of the name "Arbitrator" Hugh Deercha. They were probably private detectives who were interested in the salary and had some knowledge of the East End and came to try their luck. They were not so poor that they could not afford the transportation fee.

Seeing that they had no objections, Kurt led them to an open space in the garden.

After arriving in the garden, Hugh Deercha looked around with some emotion and volunteered to start the first match.

"Who wants to go first and compete with me?"

She raised her head slightly and glanced at the three tall men in a youthful but somewhat authoritative voice.

The Asian Union members, who had initially underestimated this young lady, suddenly felt a sense of pressure and their expressions became more serious.

Finally, Asia Union went first, launching a fierce offensive.

He was subdued in three moves. Seeing the incredulous look in Asia Union's eyes, Hugh smiled faintly and thought to himself that this easy task must be mine. I need to raise money for the potion formula for the "Sheriff" who may appear at any time.

She continued in her childish yet authoritative voice:

"Next."

Court, who wasn't particularly tall, swallowed hard. Surprisingly, his fighting skills were much better than Bianlian's, and he held out for a full seven moves.

The youngest member wisely abstained, softly saying:

"I'm better at reasoning than fighting."

Kurt's mind automatically conjured up the image of the youngest son calmly contemplating something... Why did I think of that? Kurt shook his head, trying to banish the strange image from his mind.

Seeing that they were no longer speaking, Kurt led them back to the living room on the first floor. Kurt thoughtfully reimbursed everyone's travel expenses and left them their contact information. After all, they were private investigators, and they could entrust them with any trivial matters in the future.

After seeing them off, Kurt looked down at Hugh Deer, who was waiting.

She was probably the first Tarot Society member he met in person, aside from those in newspapers and the Gray Fog, and the first original character he met was Bishop Utravsky.