Lord of the Mysteries

“Timothys?”

“They’re still in the restaurant,” Urdi Branch subconsciously replied.

He then pointed to the area where the moldy head had been purified and anxiously asked, “What was that just now?”

Maintaining Gehrman Sparrow’s persona, Klein didn’t answer and glanced at Danitz before walking directly past Donna’s family to the tightly closed door of the Green Lemon Restaurant.

Blazing Danitz held his lantern and was relieved having finally completed a goal. He straightened his back, looked at Urdi and the others, and scoffed.

“You don’t have to worry about what that was. Just know that it’s a monster that will harm you.”

If Gehrman Sparrow wasn’t only a few meters away, he even wanted to proclaim: Only I, Lord Blazing Danitz, can protect you!

Cleves exchanged glances with Cecile and Teague before taking the initiative to step forward. He comforted his employers and said, “Leave your questions to after we get back to the White Agate.”

Frankly speaking, the three bodyguards had all been adventurers for varying periods of time. However, their understanding of monsters was still stuck at the level of folklore or stories of their drunken peers. They still found it rather surreal, as though they were in a dream.

However, since they had seen creatures like murlocs before, it wasn’t that hard to accept other things. At most, they were a little weirder and uglier than murlocs.

When they thought of this, their hearts calmed significantly, and the guns in their hands seemed to regain their strength.

However, the pure light that descended from the sky still exceeded their scope of understanding. They only felt that their world view, outlook on life, and values that had long been formed had begun wavering. All they could do was temporarily ignore it, suppressing all their emotions to the bottom of their hearts.

Klein stopped at the door of the Green Lemon Restaurant, raised his right hand, and tapped it with his fingers.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

After he knocked three times in a rhythmic fashion, no one answered and there was silence.

If not for the candlelight shining through the windows and the cracks in the door, Klein would’ve thought it was an empty building that had long been abandoned.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

He knocked three more times.

Within the restaurant, the silence continued. Everyone seemed to be abiding by the custom of not responding to any knocking in foggy weather.

Klein retracted his right hand and patted the hem of his double-breasted frock coat.

Suddenly, he leaned back, lifted his knees, and kicked his right foot forward.

With a bang, the restaurant’s door suddenly opened wide, and all the nails that had fixed the copper lock popped out.

Wearing a tailcoat, the boss, Fox, with his pudgy, nearly-round face was still standing in his original position. The ladies and gentlemen who had chosen to stay the night all opened the doors one by one and stood quietly at the door, looking over without a word.

“What… do you want?” Fox didn’t flare up; his tone the same as before. However, he had a revolver in his hand.

With his Spirit Vision activated, Klein turned his head and looked around. He didn’t find any traces of evil on any of the humans present.

His gaze landed on the boss of the restaurant, and his gaze turned heavy. He looked into the owner’s eyes and asked, “Where’s the Timothy family?”

Fox repressed his emotions, as though a storm was brewing in his dark brown eyes while he looked at the man for two seconds. Finally, he unnaturally turned his head and said, “There’s another table. Foreigners. Upstairs.”

to come down,” Klein

few seconds, until the man quickly

and sent a waiter up to the second floor, leading the Timothy family down the

was more than thirty years

and flatly said, “Something unexpected

with me to the ship or staying

words, he saw

three bodyguards with him. He believed that if there were any unexpected circumstances, then it would be

walked towards the door, politely smiling as he said, “All our things are on the ship. Of

in

bowed

towards Cleves and company, who were illuminated by the light leaking out

Green Lemon Restaurant closed once

Vision failed to obtain anything, he didn’t wish to

side and did a headcount with the light of

held his revolver and cane with, lifted his gun-wielding right hand, slipped it deep into the double-breasted frock coat, and

an invisible force quickly spread outwards,

they had arrived in the south, like they were bathing in warm sunlight that dispersed the cold chill

they had found their courage again. The remnant black colors obtained from the special cured meat from Damir Harbor quickly disappeared along with the

to enhance the courage of one’s companions within a twenty meter radius and purify any evil

and psyche, he

his cane in his left

and Teague very professionally took charge of

once we’re attacked. Moreover, only Blazing can truly be considered a helper… What should I do? Thinking back to the monsters he had encountered, Klein suddenly slipped the revolver back into

hand and removed the wall of spirituality around an iron cigar case. He took

monsters which only had one head left from the others, leaving the

about not being able to rescue them in time. That’s the effect of an MT 1 ! Klein sighed

the thin fog in front of him.

Sparrow would end up

shook his left hand and threw Azik’s whistle into

esophaguses hanging down from them immediately drew an arc and headed

a step back and, without any expression, raised his

of a sudden, dense golden flames were produced where the

Fire of Light!

skinny heads let out miserable shrieks at the same time, turning into dust under

two steps forward and reached out

for two seconds, flabbergasted at how easily

things which were attacking them looked like. One of them

turned around

after we get back to

finger to her lips, mimicking Uncle Sparrow’s meaning

and pulled at his wife’s hand. He fell silent while remaining alert, and his servants had

streets. The lights of the houses on either side of the streets

pairs of eyes were following her and the others, but for some

Sparrow! She held her brother’s hand tight

revealing a neck that was still bleeding. There was nothing above the neck, with the interior of the cloak reflecting

Gasp!

growl that sounded like gasping as it rushed towards Klein, stomping on the street to the point that the

Danitz’s path. This infamous pirate cursed and flung an orange-yellow

Boom!