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

after, he touched the wet mud and cold

he repeated motions that he

before him. It was a dark

He quickly moved forward and grabbed the black iron

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

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

someone else there who was quietly “watching”

eyes, no nose, no mouth, no

rising along his spine from his

it, he immediately threw away all

but he felt

tunnel

could only see the deep darkness and the

that were crawling up the wall swayed like snakes. A figure walked out from the

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

appear in an environment such as

Tap! Tap! Tap!

few steps back and almost tripped over

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

spirit inside the

it must be

Faceless Klein came out of the

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

before tacitly asking,

exhaled, and he then curled his

years, I believe you already understand that killing

Tudor Bloodline, can you hope to get out of

evil spirit, but they still died in that

until today

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

pleas of Mr. Door. This Beyonder power was still limited to the realm of

looked sideways at him but didn’t expose

didn’t

Dark Emperor has

that the glory of

an inexplicable feeling that

asked in Sharron’s

Rafter Pound laughed, “Yes, Hero Bandit Dark Emperor. He must be closely related to the

I know

thought for a moment, then he stopped asking,

some

this, Rafter Pound was overjoyed as he quickly asked, “So, what’s

refuse,” Sharron

anxiety and tried to

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