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.

the slope, as though the end of the tunnel hid the

the wet mud and cold stone in front

repeated motions that he was extremely proficient with after having

and moving things, an empty area appeared before him.

expression immediately became crazed with excitement. He quickly moved

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

his chest, everything in front of him shattered. He was

was someone else there who was

nose, no mouth, no eyebrows, and no

feel a numbness rising along his spine from his waist

it, he immediately threw away all

elbows smacked the ground, but he felt no pain despite having a mangled

Rafter Pound left the tunnel and returned to the

he could only see the deep darkness and

the withered vines that were crawling up the wall swayed like snakes.

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

Pound almost shouted out loud. For such a woman to appear in an environment such as this was no different from

Tap! Tap! Tap!

took a few steps back and almost tripped over

moment, he seemed to think of something, and he suppressed his horror in

you that evil spirit inside

it must

a misunderstanding… Faceless Klein came out of the tunnel and

that he would no longer dare to explore the underground ruins

for a second before tacitly

quietly exhaled, and he then curled his lips into

believe you already understand that killing the descendants of the

Tudor Bloodline, can you hope to get out of this predicament that has lasted for more

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

until today

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

Klein believed he couldn’t repeat the ravings of the True Creator and the pleas of Mr. Door. This Beyonder power was still limited to the realm of ordinary

sideways at him but didn’t expose

Pound didn’t notice

Dark Emperor

that the glory of

Klein had an inexplicable feeling that Rafter Pound was more

in Sharron’s voice again,

Dark Emperor. He must

I know

then he stopped asking, giving up the right

some reason, remained

this, Rafter Pound was overjoyed as

Sharron replied

and tried

suddenly glazed over as he abruptly took a few steps to the side, arriving