Lord of the Mysteries

After sending out the telegram and cleaning up the desk, White Shark Hamilton relaxed completely. He was finally in the mood and had the ability to think about the details of what had happened to him.

The first question that popped into his mind was: What about the bouncers outside?

He propped himself up with both hands and walked heavily to the door. When he opened it to take a look, he found that several of his men were standing there unsteadily, telling each other jokes involving women.

Hamilton’s anger rushed to his head, but he soon calmed down. The muscles on his face twitched slightly as he pounded on the open door.

Thump!

The bouncers were startled and instinctively turned to look at the door.

“Boss…”

“Boss…”

Seeing who was making the sound, they hurriedly stood there and stammered.

White Shark took a deep breath and asked, “Did you see anyone enter my room?”

“Yes, Lardero. He said that there was a situation downstairs.” The bouncers were confused by the question. “Boss, you were the one who let him in…”

As soon as they finished talking, they suddenly thought of other explanations and asked, “Boss, was something inside stolen?”

Hamilton’s expression sank, and he shook his head.

“Don’t doze off!”

Thud! He drew back and closed the door, leaving the few bouncers puzzled as they exchanged looks, suspecting that their boss was drunk.

In the room, the tall and fat Hamilton frowned and started pacing back and forth.

“Lardero, Lardero, they saw Lardero… That guy, that guy, can he change into someone else’s appearance?” As a collaborator who helped pirates sell their loot and gather intelligence, White Shark Hamilton was no stranger to all sorts of sea rumors. The first thing he thought of was the former Pirate Admiral Qilangos who was said to be capable of turning into anyone.

However, he quickly made more connections.

It might not be this mystical ability. If it’s really close to the description in the rumors, illusions, cues, and mental manipulation can all do similar things.

Hmm, there’s something amiss. That fellow appeared refined and gentle on the outside, but he’s inwardly mad and has terrifying strength. With the character he showcased, he should’ve knocked unconscious or killed anyone who had seen him, before strolling to the door and very politely knocking on the door!

exposing secrets related to his Sequence, then he could’ve used a more covert

There’s only one explanation for this contradiction. He was

personality or disguising his strength? Or

this, Hamilton suddenly stopped and put all the details

disguise! His strength is demonstrated

that must be

willing to lower his head and address me as “boss” because he was purely relying on the mystical item. He wasn’t too confident about himself and doesn’t have enough pride

fortune. Once he knew that I’m serving Silver Coin Viper Oder and Admiral of Blood’s intelligence

he felt to the truth. He hurriedly set up the radio transceiver again and flipped through the passcodes

everything that had happened was a result of the inflated ambition of a young man who simply had a fortuitous encounter. He also gave

blue eyes, not crazy,

item that might allow one to change their appearance and create illusions. In consideration of the sense of horror, the

specializes in mimicking a powerful

doesn’t look like an outsider who’s here in Damir Harbor for the

leaned back in satisfaction, his chair creaking under his

though he had already seen the ending of that bastard

Sequence despite possessing a powerful mystical item at

I’ll no longer have to

…

leaving the Flying Fish & Wine, Klein made a detour in the distance. He first walked

he was sure that no one was following him, he turned his face back to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed

placing them on the

to find

the cold wind, he leisurely thought, I hope White Shark isn’t that foolish and is able to see the flaws

persona he had set up tonight was of a new adventurer who lacked experience and made mistakes. And this person, on the other hand, knew a lot about Damir Harbor and White Shark. He had a tempting mystical item on him which had messed with his mind, making him a little crazy

a hard time finding them. If he could get more accurate information from White Shark, he could of course go

the passcodes and the frequency spectrum had allowed him to monitor the corresponding situation and grasp

problem I have is that I don’t have the equipment to monitor their communications… It’s basically impossible to buy it at sea… I’ll have to use The World’s identity to get Miss Justice or

he quickened his pace a little and

nodding his head. Just like when they officially met, he said in

smiled and replied, “I only taught two cheats a

slightly, suddenly feeling that his impression of

interaction, he felt that, although this young adventurer was a bit sharp, a bit reserved, and a bit cold, he could still be considered someone who smiled, was polite, and knew when to advance

interrupted,

Sparrow,” Cleves introduced in a very

a polite smile, Klein extended his