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 related to

for this contradiction. He was putting on an

personality or disguising his strength? Or

of this, Hamilton suddenly stopped and put all the

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

that must be

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

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

radio transceiver again and

being targeted by a hunter, because everything that had happened was a result of the inflated ambition of a young man who simply had a fortuitous encounter. He also gave the corresponding

not crazy, and even

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

He specializes in mimicking a powerful aura with the help of

he doesn’t look like an outsider who’s here in Damir

his finger and leaned back in satisfaction, his chair creaking under his

mouth curled up a little, as though he had already seen the

Sequence despite possessing a

have

…

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

he was sure that no one was following him, he turned his face back to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through the shadows. He stuffed the hem of his shirt into

his gold-rimmed glasses, placing them on the bridge

began to rely on the stars to find his way back to the White

wind, he leisurely thought, I hope White Shark

hand, knew a lot about Damir Harbor and White Shark. He had

around the ocean, and even the navy would have a hard time finding them. If he could get more accurate information from White Shark, he

completed. His acquisition of the passcodes and the frequency spectrum had allowed him to monitor the corresponding situation and grasp the target’s movement.

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 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

pace a little and found that Donna’s family and Cleves were returning from

met, he said in a low voice, “I

and rather familiar with Damir Harbor… Klein smiled and replied, “I only

twitched slightly, suddenly feeling that his impression of

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. But now, he was a bit uncertain. He felt that there might be a hidden flame of madness hidden

this moment, Donna’s father interrupted,

Sparrow,” Cleves introduced in a very simple

smile, Klein extended