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!

or exposing secrets related to his Sequence, then he could’ve used a more covert method, like climbing through the

this contradiction. He was putting on

or

Hamilton suddenly stopped and put all

is a novice! His madness is a disguise!

must be

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 so as to match the mystical

wants to 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

He hurriedly set up the radio transceiver

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

eyes, not crazy, and even a

their appearance and create illusions. In consideration of

He specializes in

look like an

stopped his finger and leaned back in

a little, as though he had already seen the

a very low Sequence despite possessing a powerful mystical item at sea. Many greedy

time comes, I’ll no longer have to worry

…

made a detour in the

to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through

his sideburns and took out his gold-rimmed glasses, placing them on the bridge of his nose. It gave him a coldness despite

to

chuckle. Amidst the cold wind, he leisurely thought, I hope White Shark isn’t that foolish and is

a lot about

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 some knowledgeable pirates to a predetermined location to complete the

Shark could contact Old Quinn, the intelligence 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 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 bait, to catch a

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

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

like when they officially met, he said in a low voice, “I heard there was trouble

and rather familiar with Damir Harbor… Klein smiled

that his impression

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

this moment, Donna’s father interrupted,

Cleves introduced in a very

smile, Klein extended his right