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!

creating a huge commotion so as to not leave behind too much information or exposing secrets

contradictory… There’s only one explanation for this contradiction.

personality or disguising his

suddenly stopped and put all the

is a novice! His madness is a disguise! His strength

must be

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

capture and kill some pirates to make a fortune. Once he knew that I’m serving Silver Coin Viper Oder and Admiral of Blood’s intelligence officer, Old Quinn, to the point of being involved with the Queen Mystic, he got scared and fearful, so he chose to leave after acting perfunctorily. He didn’t dare to

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

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

eyes, not crazy, and even a

and create illusions. In consideration of the

He specializes

look like an

finger and leaned back in satisfaction, his

he had already seen the

a very low Sequence despite possessing a powerful mystical

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

…

Wine, Klein made a detour in the distance. He first walked quickly before moving slowly, his pace gradually

was following him, he turned his face back to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through the shadows. He stuffed the

the bridge of his nose. It gave him

on the stars to find his way back to the

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

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

and even the navy 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. If that didn’t work, his identity could be used as a bait to lure

officer of Admiral of Blood, Klein’s plan was completed. His acquisition of the passcodes and the frequency spectrum had allowed him to monitor the corresponding situation and grasp the target’s movement. Then, by

impossible to buy it at sea… I’ll have to use The World’s identity to get Miss Justice or Miss Magician to buy one in Backlund. I’ll receive the delivery via a sacrificial ritual… This is the advantage of the Tarot Club!With this

White Agate in sight, he quickened his pace a little and found that Donna’s family and Cleves were returning

they officially met, he said in a low

smiled and replied, “I only taught two

twitched slightly, suddenly feeling that his impression of Gehrman Sparrow was

was polite, and knew when to advance or

father interrupted, “Mr. Cleves,

Cleves introduced in a very simple

Klein