Lord of the Mysteries

Bam!

The bartender fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

White Shark Hamilton snorted and didn’t say anything. He turned around and walked towards the second floor, stepping on the creaking wooden stairs.

After the excitement was over, the drunkards dispersed one by one. Unaffected, Captain Elland and the others returned upstairs to continue playing cards.

Klein took the opportunity to follow.

He returned to Flying Fish & Wine, not to deal with White Shark who didn’t pose any threat to him but rather to simply get more information from the owner of the bar, who was connected to many pirate factions. After all, he had named his new identity Gehrman, which secretly implied hunting pirates whose hands were stained with blood. He planned on using their souls, flesh, and Beyonder characteristics to replace the souls in Creeping Hunger who were awaiting their release.

There was no gas in Damir Harbor, and the corridor on the second floor was relatively dark. The brass candle stands that were inlaid into each wall flickered and dimmed.

Klein observed the surroundings as he wiped his face, silently transforming into one of the bouncers on the first floor.

He used Illusion Creation to compensate for his mismatched attire.

After finishing his preparations, he walked towards the room that his spiritual intuition identified as belonging to White Shark Hamilton.

He first passed the card room, but he didn’t attract anyone’s attention.

He stopped in front of the bouncers who were guarding the corridor and said in a low voice, “There’s something going on downstairs again.”

“Holy Lord of Storms, what’s happening tonight?” A bouncer sighed.

“I hope those beautiful people don’t get hurt,” another guard said worriedly.

He was referring to the whores who got their business in the bar.

“They’re fine.” Klein stepped past the bouncers and knocked on White Shark’s door.

“Who is it?” Hamilton warily asked.

“Boss, it’s me. Something happened downstairs again!” Klein remembered the information he gleaned while watching the commotion and deliberately hoarsened his voice.

“Damn it!” Hamilton bellowed, “Come in and explain to me what happened!”

Klein turned the doorknob and walked in.

his face rapidly squirmed, returning to his previous identity—a new customer with blond hair, blue

for a moment before he immediately opened his mouth wide in an attempt

fish scales surfaced on the back of his hand, his originally large and fat body

faster, and a strong instinctive fear

that had been starved for many days, repeatedly examining his flesh and soul

of a sudden, White Shark Hamilton was gripped by an extreme

walked to the sofa

we

by a horrifying monster suddenly disappeared. Hamilton relaxed all of a sudden while his body shriveled

for help as he asked with beads of sweat lining his forehead, “Who are you?

Klein answered casually, “I heard that you’re connected to a number of pirate factions. I would like to know

I’m not…” White Shark Hamilton subconsciously

and he felt as if the man’s eyes were dyed with a dark red

persona and said with a gentlemanly smile,

to be killed by me

spirit? White Shark Hamilton had heard of similar rumors. He

smiled and answered, “I’m a hunter, so I’m

felt that the man’s polite smile was tinged with an indescribable madness, and

similar adventurers, but all of them have been

be shot

the horror in his heart in one breath, he saw the man, who called himself a hunter, reveal a gentle

then there won’t be

and goods that they plundered in exchange for

Klein asked

all. As a

Hamilton’s throat moved, without

at the gentleman in the half top hat. The gentleman’s eyes were calm and reserved, as

silence was like the calm sea surface before a storm, gently resounding, colliding,

Hamilton shifted his gaze away and placed

any urgent information, I’ll use

to take the risk and was afraid that the man possessed unique Beyonder powers that could determine if he was speaking the truth or

in laying his bets, sharply caught onto a

doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton

wireless telegraph? The pirates possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely

something like this, but when he flipped through relevant magazines, he realized that wireless telegrams had long since appeared. However, it hadn’t found its place in the commercial world. The Berserk Sea, which separated the Northern and Southern Continents with its constant thunder and lightning, the chaotic magnetic field, and violent storms, made only a few sea routes accessible. Even if one was equipped with wireless telegraphs, they were almost useless. Similarly, the weather in the Fog Sea and the Sonia Sea had changed drastically, and there were a number of factors that affected electromagnetic transmission. The use

it be that there’s an enhanced model that can solve some of those problems?Klein watched as White Shark pried open the floor

documents and bills, a revolver, a new type of half-arm gun, and other weapons, while the bottom layer

just a glance, Klein deduced from his previous life’s impression and the information he