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 end of the tunnel hid the greatest and only hope of his

after, he touched the wet mud and cold stone in front of

Pound’s enthusiasm, he repeated motions that he was

an empty area appeared before him. It was

became crazed with excitement. He quickly moved

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

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

there was someone else there who was quietly “watching”

no eyes, no nose, no mouth, no eyebrows,

feel a numbness rising along his spine from

it, he immediately threw away

elbows smacked the ground, but he felt no pain

the tunnel

of the loss of his lantern, he could only see the deep

vines that were crawling up the wall swayed like snakes.

soft hat, with a pale face to the point of being transparent, as well as pale blonde hair and blue eyes

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

Tap! Tap! Tap!

back and almost tripped over

and he suppressed his horror in an

you that evil spirit inside the underground

it must

misunderstanding… Faceless Klein came out of the tunnel and stood

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

tacitly asking, “What do you wish to

quietly exhaled, and he then curled his lips

years, I believe you already understand that killing the descendants of the Tudor family won’t

working with me, who has the great Tudor Bloodline, can you hope to get out of this predicament that has lasted for

evil spirit, but they still died in that room… Klein frowned as spoke before Sharron could. He imitated Sharron’s

you until

the sound of a target. He could reproduce any

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

him

Pound didn’t

Dark Emperor

glory of the Blood Emperor will appear

connection? Klein had an inexplicable feeling that

asked in Sharron’s voice

laughed, “Yes, Hero Bandit Dark Emperor. He must

I know

he stopped asking, giving up

some reason, remained

this, Rafter Pound was overjoyed as

Sharron

suppressed his anxiety and tried to persuade her

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