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!

not leave behind too much information or exposing secrets related to his Sequence, then he could’ve

only one explanation for this contradiction.

his personality or disguising his strength?

of this, Hamilton suddenly stopped and put

a novice! His madness is a disguise! His strength is demonstrated by relying on some

must

climb up the walls and enter through the window, because he’s a Low-Sequence Beyonder, and he isn’t good in such aspects. The focus of his mystical item isn’t in this domain… In order to successfully enter my room, he was 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 and madness… He acted like a madman

why he left just like that. The reason why he came to find me is because he obtained such a powerful mystical item. With his elevated ambition, he wants to capture and kill some pirates to make a fortune. Once he knew that I’m serving Silver Coin

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

the inflated ambition of a young man who simply

crazy, and even

and create illusions. In consideration of the sense of horror, the latter is

doesn’t have much experience. He specializes in mimicking a powerful aura

knows a thing or two about me, and he doesn’t look

Tap. Tap . Hamilton stopped his finger and leaned back in

mouth curled up a little, as though he had already seen the ending of that bastard

for a fellow with a very low Sequence despite possessing a powerful

the time comes, I’ll no longer have to worry about my

…

the harbor was rather quiet. After leaving the Flying Fish & Wine, Klein made a detour in the distance. He first walked quickly before moving slowly, his pace gradually turning into

to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through the shadows. He stuffed the hem of his shirt into his

adjusted his sideburns and took out his gold-rimmed glasses, placing them on the

the stars to find his way

I hope White Shark isn’t that foolish and is able to

new adventurer who lacked experience and made mistakes. And this person, on the other hand, knew a lot about Damir Harbor

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

monitor the corresponding situation and grasp the target’s movement. Then, by interfering with the divination of others, he could, at the most appropriate time, use the combination of having a powerful mystical item and being a weak adventurer as

The World’s identity to get Miss Justice or Miss Magician to buy

he quickened his pace a little and found

when they officially met, he said in a

Klein smiled and

twitched slightly, suddenly feeling that his impression of Gehrman Sparrow

and 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 or retreat.

moment, Donna’s father interrupted,

Sparrow,” Cleves introduced in a very

a polite smile, Klein extended his