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.

though the end of the tunnel hid the greatest and

he touched the wet mud and

motions that he was extremely

area appeared before him. It was a dark underground palace

Pound’s expression immediately became crazed with excitement. He quickly moved forward and

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

he put the black iron badge on his chest, everything in front of him shattered. He was still in the narrow and irregular tunnel, with wet mud and

was someone else there who

eyes, no nose, no mouth, no

contracted. He could only feel a numbness rising along his spine from his waist

immediately threw away all his

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

Rafter Pound left the tunnel and returned

of his lantern, he could only see the deep darkness and the

up the wall swayed like

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

out loud. For such a woman to appear in an environment such as this was

Tap! Tap! Tap!

few steps back and almost tripped over

and he suppressed his horror in an instant, revealing an excited and hopeful

spirit inside the underground

must

misunderstanding… Faceless Klein

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

silent for a second before tacitly asking,

Pound quietly exhaled, and he then curled his lips into

already understand that killing the descendants of the Tudor family

to get

they still died in that

you until today to come

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

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

at him but didn’t expose

didn’t notice

Dark Emperor has

tells me that the glory of the Blood Emperor will appear once

logical connection? Klein had an inexplicable feeling that Rafter Pound was more like a madman than

Sharron’s voice again,

Dark Emperor. He must be closely related

don’t I know

moment, then he stopped asking, giving up the right to

some reason, remained

this, Rafter Pound was overjoyed as he quickly

refuse,” Sharron

and tried to persuade her

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