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!

information or exposing secrets related to his Sequence,

this

he disguising his personality or disguising his strength? Or

Hamilton suddenly

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

that must

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

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 Viper Oder and Admiral of Blood’s intelligence officer, Old Quinn, to the point of being involved

felt to the truth. He hurriedly set up the radio transceiver again and flipped through the passcodes and added a telegram to concisely describe

a result of the inflated ambition of a young

not crazy, and even a

that might allow one to change their appearance and create illusions. In consideration of

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

me, and he doesn’t look

stopped his finger and leaned back in

his mouth curled up a little, as though he had already

a very low Sequence despite possessing a powerful mystical item at sea. Many greedy sharks would rush towards

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

…

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

back to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through the shadows. He stuffed the hem

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

to rely on the stars to find his way back

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

the other hand, knew a lot about Damir Harbor and

the ocean, 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

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

sea… I’ll have to use The World’s identity to get Miss Justice or Miss Magician to buy one in Backlund.

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

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

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

suddenly feeling that his

considered someone who smiled, was polite, and

Donna’s father interrupted, “Mr. Cleves, who is

Sparrow,” Cleves introduced in a very

a polite smile, Klein extended