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

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

he disguising his personality or disguising his

he thought of this, Hamilton suddenly stopped

is a novice! His madness is a disguise!

must be

his head and address me as “boss” because he was purely relying on the mystical item. He wasn’t

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.

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was 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 characteristics of

eyes, not crazy, and even

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

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

about me, and he doesn’t look like an

finger and leaned back in satisfaction, his chair creaking

a little, as though he had already seen the ending of that bastard from just

a fellow with a very low Sequence despite possessing a powerful

no longer have to worry about my

…

was rather quiet. After leaving the Flying Fish & Wine, Klein made a detour in the distance. He

that no one was following him, he turned his face back to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through the shadows.

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

began to rely on the stars to find his way

he leisurely thought, I hope White Shark isn’t that foolish and is

mistakes. And this person, on the other hand, knew a lot about Damir Harbor and White Shark. He had a

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 some knowledgeable pirates to a predetermined location to complete the

passcodes and the frequency spectrum had allowed him to monitor the corresponding situation and grasp the target’s movement. Then, by interfering

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…

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

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

suddenly feeling that his impression of Gehrman Sparrow was a little

smiled, was polite, and knew when to advance or retreat. But now, he was a bit uncertain. He felt

moment, Donna’s father interrupted,

Gehrman Sparrow,” Cleves introduced

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