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

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

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

and moving things, an empty area appeared before him. It was

became crazed with excitement. He quickly moved forward

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

him shattered. He was still in the narrow and irregular tunnel,

there

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

rising along his spine from his waist

immediately threw away all

felt no

Rafter Pound left the tunnel

of the loss of his lantern, he could only see the deep darkness and the dim “crimson” that shrouded the

wall swayed like snakes. A figure

small soft hat, with a pale face to

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

Tap! Tap! Tap!

steps back and almost tripped

think of something, and he suppressed his horror in an instant, revealing an excited

you that evil spirit inside

must be

there seems to be a misunderstanding… Faceless Klein came out of the tunnel and

and Sharron’s original plan had been to scare Rafter Pound off, scaring him so badly that he would no longer dare to explore the underground ruins again. However, Rafter Pound’s

tacitly asking, “What do

he then curled his lips

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

the great Tudor Bloodline, can you hope to get out of this predicament that

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

took you until

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

the pleas of Mr. Door. This

sideways at him

didn’t

because the Dark Emperor

glory of the Blood Emperor

inexplicable feeling that Rafter

asked in Sharron’s

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

don’t I know

thought for a moment, then he stopped asking, giving

some reason,

this, Rafter Pound was overjoyed as he quickly asked,

Sharron

anxiety and tried to persuade her

moment, his eyes suddenly glazed over as he abruptly took a few steps to the side,