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,”

few seconds, until the man quickly drew his gun and aimed it at

and sent a waiter up to

was more than thirty years of

flatly said, “Something unexpected

coming back with me to the ship

the words, he saw

him. He believed that

his wife’s hand and walked towards the door, politely smiling as he said, “All our things are

wife expressed their gratitude in

withdrew his revolver, politely bowed at Fox

and company, who were illuminated by

of the Green Lemon Restaurant closed

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

returned to Danitz’s side and did a headcount with the light

several servants are all present… Klein switched the hands in which he held

light, an invisible force quickly spread outwards, flooding everyone present

and the others felt as if they had arrived in the south, like they were bathing in

if they had found their courage again. The remnant black colors

courage of one’s companions within

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

to the telegraph office first.” Klein repeated himself as he held his cane in his left hand and his revolver in his

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

attacked. Moreover, only Blazing can truly be considered a helper… What should I do? Thinking back to the monsters he

of spirituality around an iron cigar case. He took out Azik’s copper

believed that such an action would divert the attention of the undead monsters which only had one head left from the others, leaving the brass, ancient whistle as the only

have to worry about not being able to rescue them in time. That’s the effect of an

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

worried that Gehrman Sparrow would end up flustered, but he also looked forward to

his left hand

down from them immediately drew an arc and headed for their primary

any expression, raised his hand and squeezed

produced where the copper whistle was as a holy

Fire of Light!

at the same time, turning into dust under the golden

two steps forward and reached out

actually work? Another mystical item? Danitz froze for two seconds, flabbergasted at how easily the assault had been

also clearly saw what the things which were attacking them looked like.

around

after we get back to the White

that said, she put her finger to her lips, mimicking Uncle Sparrow’s meaning of

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

group continued on through the moonlit streets. The lights of the houses on

of eyes were following her and the

of Uncle Sparrow! She held her brother’s hand tight and

of the street. He wore a black cloak and leaned forward, revealing a neck that was still bleeding. There was nothing above the neck, with the interior

Gasp!

as it rushed towards Klein, stomping on the street to

Danitz’s path. This infamous pirate cursed and flung an orange-yellow fireball which had been repeatedly compressed

Boom!