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.

pushed himself up on his elbows and rapidly crawled down the slope, as though the end of the tunnel hid the greatest and

the wet mud

he repeated motions that he was extremely proficient with after

an empty area appeared before him. It was a dark underground palace that was in

immediately became crazed with excitement. He quickly moved forward and

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

He was still in the narrow and irregular tunnel, with wet mud and ice-cold stones in front of

else there who

no mouth, no eyebrows,

feel a numbness rising along his spine from his waist down

thinking about it, he immediately threw away all his tools and frantically

he felt no

left the tunnel

his lantern, he could only see the deep darkness

up the wall swayed

was wearing a Gothic regal dress and a black small soft hat, with a pale face to the point of being transparent, as well as pale blonde hair

a woman to appear in an environment such as this was no different from a ghost story from

Tap! Tap! Tap!

took a few steps back and almost tripped over a

moment, he seemed to think of something, and he suppressed his horror in an instant, revealing an excited and

you that evil spirit inside the

it must

to be a misunderstanding… Faceless Klein came out of the tunnel

and Sharron’s original plan had been to scare Rafter Pound off, scaring him so badly that he would no longer

silent for a second before tacitly

Pound quietly exhaled, and he then curled his lips into

that killing the descendants of the Tudor family

can you hope to get out of this predicament that has lasted

evil spirit, but they still died in that room… Klein

until today to come

a branch of the Faceless’s Beyonder powers—to mimic the sound of a target. He could reproduce any voice as long

course, Klein believed he couldn’t repeat the ravings of the True Creator and the pleas of Mr. Door. This Beyonder power was still

at him

didn’t notice and

Dark

tells me that the glory of the Blood Emperor

had an inexplicable feeling

in Sharron’s voice

Emperor. He must be closely related to the

don’t I know that? Klein

then he stopped asking, giving up

some reason, remained

Pound was overjoyed as

refuse,” Sharron

his anxiety and tried

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