Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 8

Whoosh!

Howling wind accompanied a downpour. The three-mast sailboat was tossed around by the crests and troughs of the incoming waves, as if it was being toyed by a giant.

The crimson glow in Alger Wilson’s eyes faded. He found himself still remaining on the deck and nothing appeared to have changed.

Almost immediately, the quirky-shaped glass bottle in his palm shattered and the frost within melted into the rain. In seconds, there were no longer any traces left that suggested the existence of the wondrous antique.

A hexagonal crystal-like snowflake emerged on Alger’s palm. It then faded rapidly until it was seemingly absorbed by the flesh, vanishing completely in the process. Alger nodded his head in a hardly noticeable manner, as if he was thinking about something. He remained still and silent for a full five minutes.

He turned around and headed for the cabin. As he was about to enter, a man who wore a similar robe embroidered with lightning patterns emerged from inside.

This man, who had soft blond hair, paused and looked at Alger. He held his right fist to his chest and said, “May the Storm be with you.”

Alger replied with the same words and gesture. There were no emotions on his rough face which had a well-defined structure.

Alger entered the cabin after the greeting and proceeded to the captain’s cabin situated at the far end of the corridor.

Surprisingly, he did not encounter any sailors on the way. The whole place was as quiet as a graveyard.

Behind the door to the captain’s cabin, a soft brown carpet overlaid the floor. A bookshelf and a wine rack took the opposite side walls of the room. The books with their yellowish covers and wine bottles with their dark red color looked peculiar under the flickering candlelight.

On the desk with the candle, there was a bottle of ink, a quill, a pair of black metallic telescope, and a sextant made of brass.

Behind the desk sat a pale middle-aged man wearing a captain’s hat which had a skull on it. As Alger approached him, he said menacingly, “I will not give in!”

“I believe you can do it,” Alger said calmly, so calm that it felt like he was commenting on the weather.

“You…” The man seemed to be stunned by the unexpected answer.

At this very moment, Alger leaned forward slightly and suddenly dashed across the room until they were only separated by the desk.

Pa!

Alger tightened his shoulder and reached out his right hand to choke the man.

Illusory fish scales appeared on the back of his hand as he crazily mustered more strength to choke the man, giving him no time to respond.

Crack!

Amid the crisp cracking sound, the man’s eyes widened as his body was lifted up.

His legs twitched furiously before they soon became motionless. His pupils began to widen as he stared aimlessly. There was a stench from between his legs as his pants gradually turned moist.

While lifting the man, Alger lowered his back and strode toward the wall.

Bang! He used the man as a shield and smashed forward at the wall. His extremely muscular arm was monstrous.

A hole cracked open in the wooden wall, and rain poured in, accompanied by the scent of the ocean.

Alger flung the man out of the cabin, straight into the giant waves that resembled mountains.

The wind continued to howl in the dark as almighty nature devoured everything.

Alger took out a white handkerchief and wiped his right hand carefully before throwing it into the sea as well.

He stepped back and waited patiently for company.

In less than ten seconds, the blond man from before rushed in and asked, “What happened?”

“The ‘captain’ has escaped,” Alger answered in an annoyed manner as he panted. “I didn’t know he still had some of his Beyonder powers.”

it!” the blond man cursed

into the distance.

the blond man said, waving his arm, “We will still be rewarded for finding this ghost ship from the Tudor

a Keeper of the Sea, he would not have hastily dived into the sea under this

storm continues.” Alger said, as he nodded in approval. The

his head subconsciously towards the rudder and

aware of what was

sailors

rudder and

again pictured “The Fool” who was covered in grayish-white fog and

and looked outside at the mighty waves and spoke as though in a reverie while filled with anticipation and

…

capital of the

her cheeks in disbelief

in front of her, the old bronze

“crimson” on the back of her hand; it was

faded and disappeared

Audrey certain that it was not

eyes twinkled as she grinned. She could not help but stand up before bending down to lift up the hem of her

thin air and started dancing lively. It was the “Ancient Elf Dance, “the most popular dance among

smile on her face

suddenly knocked at her bedroom

and asked as she

start to prepare for

into a mirror on the dressing table and quickly wiped the smile from her face, leaving only a tiny

gently after she had ensured everything was

Annie,

instantly saw the outcome

Yes! Susie was here just

so much of a purebred. It was a

well,” Annie said, as she picked up the pieces

she asked Audrey with a smile, “Which dress do you want

like the dress designed by Mrs. Guinea for

a formal ceremony or others will gossip about and question the Hall family’s financial ability,”

I really like it!” Audrey insisted in a gentle

can wear it at home or when you attend an event that

to be the one with the lotus design along the sleeves given by Mr.

shouted towards the door, “The sixth dressing

to work. The dress, accessories, footwear, hat, makeup, and hairstyle—everything had

appeared at the door wearing a

a nice mustache. His blue eyes were

for our departure,” Count Hall said, knocking at the

Stop calling me that,” Audrey protested as she got up with

it’s time to set off, my beautiful little princess,” Count Hall said as he bent his left arm, signaling Audrey to

her head slightly and said, “That is for my mother,

this side,” Count Hall bent his right arm with a

…

Royal Navy base,

took her father’s arm and walked down the carriage, she was suddenly

a huge ship shimmering with metallic reflections. It did not have a sail, leaving only an observatory deck, two towering chimneys, and two turrets at the

the fleet of sails nearby were like newborn dwarfs clustering around

“Holy Lord of Storms…”

“Oh, m’lord.”

“An ironclad warship!”

…

created by mankind. It was an ocean miracle

the sky started to grow in size until it occupied a third of the sky

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