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.

the door, he dispelled the illusion, and the muscles on his face rapidly squirmed, returning to his previous identity—a new customer with blond hair, blue eyes, and ordinary facial

was stunned for a moment before he immediately opened his mouth wide in

fish scales surfaced on the back of his hand, his

faster, and a strong instinctive

felt that the stranger standing by the door was a demon that had been starved for many days, repeatedly examining his flesh

sudden, White Shark Hamilton was gripped by an

sofa and sat down. He politely

we talk

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

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

“I heard that you’re connected to a

I’m not…” White Shark Hamilton

felt the extreme hunger again, and he felt as if the man’s eyes were dyed with a dark

deliberated over his persona and said with a gentlemanly

to be killed by

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

“I’m a hunter, so

was tinged with an indescribable madness, and he couldn’t help

adventurers, but all of them have been buried at the bottom

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

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

have them all killed, and then there won’t

pirates, but it’s a passive relationship. They need to sell the cash, jewelry, and goods that they plundered

Klein asked

now was mainly to scare White Shark. As for having revenge sought on him by the pirates, he wasn’t worried at all. As a

without immediately giving an affirmative or negative

top hat. The gentleman’s eyes were calm and reserved, as though madness was

sea surface before a storm, gently resounding,

shifted his gaze away and placed his hand on the desk

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

man possessed unique Beyonder powers that

who had succeeded in laying

speaking to me. It’s like a telegram, but it doesn’t require a wire.” Hamilton turned and walked over to

telegraph? The pirates possess such advanced technology? Klein could vaguely guess what 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

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 the safe

three levels. On the top level were some documents and bills, a

information he had gathered previously, that the