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

man quickly

to the

man who was more than thirty years of age. He was on vacation with his

gun and flatly said, “Something unexpected has happened in

you coming back with me to

over the words, he

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

wife’s hand and walked towards

their gratitude in unison, walked past Klein, and joined with

his revolver, politely bowed

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

of the Green Lemon

just now, but since his Spirit Vision failed to obtain anything, he didn’t wish to

Danitz’s side and did a

he held his revolver and cane with, lifted his gun-wielding right hand, slipped it

force quickly spread outwards, flooding everyone present like a

arrived in the south, like they were bathing in warm

courage again. The remnant black colors obtained from the special cured meat from Damir Harbor quickly disappeared

courage of one’s companions within a twenty meter radius and purify any

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

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

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

of more than 15 people, it’s easy for us to suffer losses once we’re attacked. Moreover, only Blazing can truly be considered a helper… What should I do? Thinking back to the

the wall of spirituality around an iron cigar case. He took out Azik’s copper whistle and held it

the undead monsters which only had one

I don’t have to worry about not being able to rescue them in time. That’s the effect of an MT 1 ! Klein

from the thin fog in front of him. They charged towards Klein

would end up flustered, but he also looked forward to seeing his true

calmly shook his left hand and threw

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

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

a sudden, dense golden flames were produced where the copper whistle was as a holy aura

Fire of Light!

out miserable shrieks at the same time, turning into dust

took two steps forward and reached out to catch Azik’s copper

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

the things which were attacking them looked like. One of them turned pale from fright while the other asked,

immediately turned around and

questions to after we get back

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

holy aura displayed by the young man in front of him, Timothy swallowed hard and pulled at his wife’s hand. He fell silent while remaining alert, and his servants had

lights of the houses on either side of the streets were extinguished, leaving only darkness behind the

were following her and the others, but

afraid of Uncle Sparrow! She held her brother’s hand tight and walked amidst the protective circle of her

leaned forward, revealing a neck that was still bleeding. There was

Gasp!

it rushed towards Klein, stomping on the

This infamous pirate cursed and flung an orange-yellow fireball which

Boom!