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, and ordinary

immediately opened his mouth wide in an attempt

the same time, many illusory fish scales surfaced on the back of his hand,

began to beat faster, and a strong instinctive fear seized

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

gripped by an extreme panic, and

sofa and

we talk

suddenly disappeared. Hamilton relaxed all of a sudden while his body shriveled up a lot like a

rashly cry for help as he asked with beads of sweat lining his

you’re connected to a number of pirate factions. I would like to know their

not…” White Shark Hamilton

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

persona and said with a gentlemanly

The second is to be killed by me and

similar rumors. He swallowed hard and asked, “Why do you

a hunter,

with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t

all of them have been buried at the

against any further retaliation? The whores in 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 survive a cannon bombardment? On the sea where there’s no room

the man, who called himself a

and then

to sell the cash, jewelry, and goods that they plundered in exchange for

else?” Klein

on him by the pirates, he wasn’t worried at all. As a Faceless, he might as well find a place to drown himself at the bottom of the sea if they could find

without immediately

tightly closed his mouth and looked at the gentleman in the half top hat. The gentleman’s eyes were calm and reserved, as though

calm sea surface before a storm,

and placed his hand on the desk

gathering information for them. If there’s any urgent information, I’ll use the radio transceiver

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

laying his

It’s like a telegram, but it doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton

possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely guess what the

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

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,

the information