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.”

come down,” Klein

until the man quickly drew his gun and aimed it at his

up to the second floor, leading the Timothy family down the

happened?” Timothy was a man who was more than thirty years of age. He was on vacation with his

said, “Something

me

he saw Urdi Branch outside nodding at him

who had three bodyguards with him. He believed that if there were any unexpected circumstances,

hand and walked towards the door, politely smiling as he said, “All

you,” he and his new wife expressed their gratitude in

his revolver, politely bowed at Fox

company, who were illuminated by the light leaking

the Green Lemon Restaurant closed once again,

atmosphere just now, but since his Spirit Vision failed to obtain anything, he didn’t wish to investigate it too deeply,

side and did a headcount with the light

which he held his revolver and cane with, lifted his gun-wielding

invisible force quickly spread outwards, flooding

and the others felt as if they had arrived in the south, like they were bathing in warm sunlight that dispersed the cold chill within

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

companions within a

brooch and while under the control of Klein’s spirituality and psyche, he could use the power of the sun

he held his cane in his left hand and his revolver in his right. After getting his bearings, he

and walked diagonally to the side. Cleves, Cecile, and Teague very professionally took

to suffer losses 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 his underarm holster

wall of spirituality around an iron cigar case.

one head left from the others, leaving the brass, ancient whistle as the only

being able to rescue them in time. That’s the effect of an MT 1 !

flew out from the thin fog in front of him. They charged towards Klein from different directions like arrows, completely ignoring the existence of the

pupils contracted, a little worried that Gehrman Sparrow would end

calmly shook his left hand and threw Azik’s whistle

from them immediately drew

took a step back and, without any expression, raised his hand and

were produced where the copper whistle was

Fire of Light!

skinny heads let out miserable shrieks at the same time,

took two steps forward and reached out

Danitz froze for two seconds, flabbergasted at how easily the

Timothy and his wife also clearly saw what the things which were attacking them looked like. One of them turned pale from fright while the other asked, flustered,

around

we get back to the

put her finger to her

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

lights of the houses on either side of

and the others, but for

her brother’s hand tight and walked

the street. He wore a black cloak and leaned forward, revealing a neck that was

Gasp!

sounded like gasping as it rushed towards Klein, stomping

Danitz’s path. This infamous pirate cursed

Boom!