Lord of the Mysteries

Cheek…

The goosebumps on Klein’s skin surfaced uncontrollably as he looked at the beautiful young lady with her misty eyes and furrowed eyebrows. The goosebumps were distinct and were accompanied with cold sweat.

At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to Tingen, back to the Blackthorn Security Company, and was about to activate his Spirit Vision to observe Megose and the baby in her womb. The fear that resulted from his instinct was so clear that it felt like a giant hand tightly gripping onto his heart.

He finally understood that the thing interfering with the gray fog and his divinations wasn’t a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact or a mystical item of the same level. There was something even more terrifying hidden within Trissy’s body.

The symbol of the apocalypse, the Primordial Demoness!

No, she isn’t the Primordial Demoness yet. Otherwise, I would’ve already lost control just by being together with her, turning into a pile of squirming rotten meat!

She’s in a very strange state…

Trissy’s brows eased as her eyes regained their focus. As she looked at Klein, who didn’t dare to move at all, she gently lifted her right hand, allowing her slender white finger to slowly slide down from the side of her body. With a bit of grievance, seduction, and malice, she laughed and said, “If you can inform the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, and the Machinery Hivemind about this matter, and I happen to meet you before they arrest me, I don’t mind letting you know what true pleasure is.”

Klein’s gaze subconsciously followed the movement of her fingers, and all sorts of mind-blowing details surfaced in his mind.

They aren’t considered big, but they are very firm… What am I thinking… What am I looking at! Is this the seductive powers of a Demoness of Pleasure? Ignoring the fact that you were once a man, even if you were a true lady, without having committed many heinous crimes in the past to lessen the psychological rejection I have, I wouldn’t dare to. If you were to suddenly awaken as the Primordial Demoness, even The Fool can’t handle that… Klein silently sighed, raised his head, looked at the carriage’s wooden roof, and said, “Do you think that I, an ordinary Low- or Mid-Sequence Beyonder, would have the ability to escape the pursuit of the royal family? I think they’ve already discovered that something is wrong, and they’re about to take action…”

Trissy felt somewhat smug that Klein didn’t dare to look straight at her.

She chuckled softly and said, “I’ll try to escape and divert the main pursuing force. Although the remaining ones are still very powerful, it’s not impossible to deal with them.

“I believe that you will fight with all your might for the sake of your own life. You have great hope!”

With that, her figure quickly disappeared, as if someone had wiped it away with a rag.

This was different from Sharron, as it wasn’t a return to a normal Wraith state, but a direct form of invisibility.

Bam!

The carriage door opened and then closed.

The sweet fragrance that remained drilled into his nose, and Klein retracted his gaze, his face sinking.

trembling slightly, as if he

god in the real world with a belly in between them, he, who knew what the name “Trissy Cheek” meant, wouldn’t have been able to

know what’s happening to her body. She also doesn’t know the meaning behind the name “Cheek”… Klein quickly calmed his thoughts,

intuition and corresponding experience told him that doing anything in such a situation was better

of being silenced at hand, he was prepared to

opened his eyes and snapped

small fire ignited on a tree with only withered branches left. The flames

that Klein had intentionally divided up, burst into flames,

figure disappeared from the interior of the carriage, and he

left hand repeatedly, his figure constantly flashing through the sparse, withered forest. He “rode” the flames and rapidly arrived deep

pulled out the

he abided by the rules of a Magician.

and the Sun Brooch were involved in the Capim and Wraith incidents; therefore, out of caution, he left them above the gray fog, As for the All-Black Eye which was left behind by Nimblewright Master Rosago, it was difficult to get past the manor

demon-hunting bullets, and exorcism bullets of purification—he only brought along

getting lost could be offset by dowsing. Furthermore, it looked like an ordinary key so

couldn’t handle himself, he could ask for the help of a

won’t be any negative effects getting Mr. Azik’s help. Well, that’s if 0-08 has been behind all the coincidences… Klein raised the cold ancient

gushed out from the ground like a fountain. He saw the nearly four-meter-tall giant messenger taking form.

He took out the pen and paper he carried with him and wrote a

stuffed it into the messenger’s hanging

put away the copper whistle, deliberately put on a prayer posture, and quickly chanted the honorific name of The Fool, “… Honorable Mr. Fool, my investigations have borne fruit. The woman Prince Edessak fell in love with is Witch Trissy from the Demoness Sect. She has already advanced to Demoness of Pleasure and the

his identity and immediately took four steps counterclockwise

praying, and he threw it into the crimson star symbolizing Miss Justice. He tried his best to feign a mocking tone and added in

immediately returned to the real world, ready to run for

taken a few steps when

several meteors burning with raging flames falling from the sky, tearing through the sky and

scarlet light shone into Klein’s eyes, giving him an

the person he was up

…

a yellowing notebook, a seemingly ordinary quill

shower arrived at the planet two days

portion of them just happened to land in the forest where Detective Sherlock