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.

as though the

he touched the wet mud and cold stone in front

extinguish Rafter Pound’s enthusiasm, he repeated motions that he was extremely

things, an empty area appeared before him. It was a dark underground

immediately became crazed with excitement. He quickly moved forward and

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

as 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 ice-cold stones in

someone else there who

eyes, no nose, no mouth,

feel a numbness rising along his spine from his

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

the ground, but he felt no pain despite

Rafter Pound left the tunnel and returned to the

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

wall swayed like snakes. A figure walked out from

soft hat, with a pale face to the point of being

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

Tap! Tap! Tap!

steps back

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

spirit inside

it must

be a misunderstanding… Faceless Klein came out

badly that he would

a second before tacitly asking, “What do

exhaled, and he then curled his lips

understand that killing the descendants of the Tudor family won’t help

to get out of this predicament that has lasted

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

took you until today to come

of a target. He could reproduce any voice as

True Creator and the pleas of Mr. Door. This Beyonder power

looked sideways at him but didn’t

Pound didn’t

the Dark Emperor

glory of the Blood Emperor will

Klein had an inexplicable feeling that Rafter Pound

Sharron’s voice

“Yes, Hero Bandit Dark Emperor. He

know that? Klein

then he stopped asking, giving up

some reason, remained

Pound was overjoyed as he quickly

Sharron

anxiety and tried to

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