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.

and the muscles on his face rapidly squirmed, returning to his previous identity—a new customer with blond hair, blue eyes,

immediately

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

to beat faster, and a

that the stranger standing by the door was a demon that had been starved for many

White Shark Hamilton was gripped by an extreme panic, and he failed

walked to the sofa and sat down. He

we talk

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

beads of sweat lining his forehead, “Who are

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

White Shark Hamilton subconsciously

and he felt as if

deliberated over his persona and said with

answer frankly. The second is to be killed by me

had heard of similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked, “Why do you want

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

smile was tinged with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help but blurt out,

adventurers, but all of them have been buried at the

bar or the seemingly ordinary customers might all be pirate informants! Your friendly accomplice could be bribed at any moment and you’ll be shot in the back! The pirates will gather information in advance and surround your ship. Can you protect all the passengers? Can you

in one breath, he saw the man, who called himself

all killed, and then there

cash, jewelry, and goods that they plundered in exchange for alcohol, food, fresh water, weapons, and women’s comfort. This has to happen through

Klein asked

he wasn’t worried at all. As a Faceless, he might as

Hamilton’s throat moved, without immediately giving an affirmative or

gentleman in the half top hat. The gentleman’s eyes were

the calm sea surface before a

gaze away and placed his hand on the

If there’s any urgent information, I’ll use the radio transceiver they

unique Beyonder powers that could determine if he was speaking the truth or if

laying his bets,

like a telegram, but it doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton turned and walked

pirates possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely

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

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

levels. On the top level were some documents and bills, a revolver, a new type of half-arm gun, and other weapons, while the

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