Lord of the Mysteries

Outside the Bravehearts Bar, a rental carriage briskly drove by.

Inside the carriage, Klein, who was wearing a half top hat, was sitting opposite Sharron, who was still wearing her black Gothic regal dress.

Looking at the expressionless and pale face of his former bodyguard, Klein was at a loss on how to exchange pleasantries. He could only go straight to the point.

“I’m done with my preparations.”

Although Sequence 6 Faceless had only given him one Beyonder ability, all the powers he had before had experienced a clear upgrade, resulting in a great improvement to his strength. This was the best form of preparation.

However, a Faceless’s powers could be deemed a godly skill in certain situations!

For example, when being pursued or trying to infiltrate… Klein couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild.

Sharron listened quietly and simply said, “Tonight?”

She spoke with a slight rise in intonation towards the end to indicate an inquiry.

“If it’s fine with you, then I’m fine as well,” Klein responded, prepared.

“Alright.” Sharron nodded.

After a few seconds of silence, Klein asked in deliberation, “Have you heard about anything to do with mermaids? Do you know where one can meet such a creature of legends?”

Sharron’s blue eyes stared unblinkingly at Klein, as though she had transformed into a real doll.

After a while, she emotionlessly said, “There are no longer mermaids in places where humans can reach.

“Only the fishermen of the Gargas Islands would occasionally hear the mermaids singing in the midst of a storm during their long voyages to hunt white-tailed whales.”

Located in the depths of the Sonia Sea, the Gargas Islands was the farthest human colony in the sea, characterized by local products such as whale oil and whale meat.

I wonder if this rumor is true or fake… Klein nodded.

“I understand.”

…

The bell chimes in the night rang out quietly, as though they came from a far away place.

There was an abandoned chapel in the middle of Williams Street. Withered vines crawled over its walls and gray stones were strewn everywhere.

Inside the chapel, feces and debris intertwined amidst the rocks and dead grass.

In the half-collapsed corner, a middle-aged man, wearing black tights, was moving stones that hid the entrance to a cave. He carefully and excitedly went into the tunnel, carrying his digging tools, lighting tools, and earth basket.

His hair was gray at the temples, and his eyes were puffy. He was Baronet Rafter Pound, who was considered mentally ill by the outside world, but he was secretly a descendant of the Tudor family of the Fourth Epoch.

This prodigy, who was always entangled with high-class call-girls, had a serious expression on his face, and his eyes were bright. It was impossible to find any signs of him being addicted to drinking and sex.

his elbows and rapidly crawled down the slope, as though the end of the tunnel hid the greatest and only hope of his

wet mud and cold stone in

he was

and moving things, an empty area appeared before him. It was a dark underground palace that

excitement. He quickly moved forward and grabbed the black iron

scepter. Seeing this, Rafter Pound’s eyes lit up as if they

the black iron badge on his chest, everything in front of him shattered. He was still in the narrow and irregular

there was someone else there who was quietly

nose, no mouth,

only feel a numbness rising along his spine from his waist down to the back of

immediately threw

elbows smacked the ground, but he felt

Pound left the tunnel

of his lantern, he could only see the

wall swayed like snakes. A figure

soft hat, with a pale face to the point of being transparent, as well as pale blonde

in an environment such as this

Tap! Tap! Tap!

back and almost tripped over

something, and he suppressed his horror in an instant, revealing

you that evil spirit inside the

must

misunderstanding… Faceless Klein came out of the

him so badly that he would no longer dare to explore the underground ruins again. However, Rafter Pound’s

tacitly asking, “What

he then

you already understand that killing

Bloodline, can you hope to get out of this predicament

knew about the existence of the evil spirit, but they still died in that room… Klein frowned as spoke

took you until today

the sound of a target. He could

of the True Creator and the pleas

him but didn’t expose

Pound didn’t notice

Dark Emperor has

that the glory of the Blood Emperor will appear

inexplicable feeling that Rafter Pound was more like a madman than

asked in Sharron’s voice again,

Emperor. He must be closely

don’t I know

he stopped

for some

Pound was overjoyed as

Sharron

suppressed his anxiety and tried to persuade her

this moment, his eyes suddenly glazed over as he abruptly took a few steps to the side, arriving at a relatively intact