Lord of the Mysteries

If I had probed deeper, then there might be a high probability that I would’ve attracted the Rose Redemption or even a hidden Red Angel… There were several times where I danced at the edge of a cliff… Luckily, I managed to restrain my impulse and curiosity about the weird situation at Green Lemon Restaurant and the telegraph office… Klein retracted his gaze, finding the Sun Brooch inadequate in keeping his back from oozing with a layer of cold sweat.

Compared to the arrival of the True Creator, this unknown and undetonated situation was much more horrifying. At least, Klein couldn’t help but imagine what would’ve happened if he kicked the telegraph office’s door open, or if he went around to the back, flipped the window, and entered the room.

He constantly imagined all sorts of strange and terrifying scenes, which frightened himself quite a bit.

At the same time, he decided to produce Sun Holy Water for the passengers who had eaten at Bansy Harbor last night, in order to avoid any remaining dormant dangers.

“What’s wrong?” Elland sensed Gehrman Sparrow’s abnormality.

“I just remembered something.” Klein used his Clown’s powers to keep his facial expression normal, but inside he was glad that he didn’t take the risk last night and had now successfully left Bansy Harbor.

As for the secrets of Rose Redemption and the King of Angels, he only had one thought in mind: Quickly report it!

If he didn’t report it, was he allowing them to usher in 1351’s new year?

If he chose to hide the truth and wait until he had a sufficiently high Sequence or enough strength to explore and reap the corresponding benefits, then Klein felt that he would feel very guilty and end up carrying a heavy burden if something happened during that time, causing the danger to be triggered prematurely, or if the remnant heretics would cause the death of one innocent passenger after another. That would only push him closer to losing control.

Of course, reporting the matter needed to be done in a correct and astute manner. Klein wasn’t foolish enough to tell Elland directly or write an anonymous letter to the Church of Storms, which would then lead to a lot of trouble. First, the authorities would definitely investigate Gehrman Sparrow’s background, and things could be easily exposed if thorough investigations were made. Secondly, this identity might be exposed to the Rose Redemption, which might attract a King of Angels’s pursuit.

What Klein intended to do was to use The World to mention the anomaly in Bansy Harbor when the Tarot Gathering was held in two days. He would then have The Fool to lightly allude to Rose Redemption and a King of Angels. As a member of the Church of Storms, The Hanged Man would naturally know what to do next.

This would be a chance for him to perform a deed of merit!

As for the blood of the direct descendants of the Medici family, Klein didn’t even consider it, because neither he nor Miss Sharron had the intention of rescuing the evil spirit in the underground relic.

Noticing that Gehrman Sparrow obviously didn’t want to mention his past, Elland chuckled, took out a small black wooden box, and tossed it over.

Klein reached out and caught it, using his eyes to express his puzzlement.

“The bladder of the murloc. It can be used to make items. It’s very useful at sea.”

The Beyonder ingredient of a murloc… Worth more than 150 pounds… The captain sure is generous… Klein had almost forgotten how Gehrman Sparrow should react.

Fortunately, he had a lot of experience in acting. He immediately sank his face and said, “I didn’t save you for a reward.”

Elland laughed and said, “I’m not giving you this in return for saving me.

“Aren’t we friends now? Isn’t it normal to help a friend make up for his shortcomings when he doesn’t have such items?”

What he said makes sense. There’s no way to refute him at all… Klein held onto the small black box and remained silent for a few seconds. Finally, he nodded.

Elland covered his mouth as he yawned before taking off his boat-shaped hat.

“I need to return to my room to catch up on my sleep. See you at noon.”

led

Denton were up early and

what’s that in your hand?” Donna asked

didn’t say anything and directly opened the

was lined with a layer of black velvet, and sitting in the middle was a round, gem-like,

murloc’s….” Denton thought for a moment.

moment, at Klein’s

stretching out

of cash that

this to you. A total of 150 pounds!” Donna smiled sweetly.

Klein thought for a moment, then he accepted the 150-pound gratuity so that Urdi and other ordinary people wouldn’t

his pocket, Donna was

intention for visiting. She asked curiously and fearfully, “Uncle Sparrow, what kind of monsters were those last night? Are ghost stories true? Were you born with the ability to jump out of

took off the Sun Brooch and threw it on the desk in the living room. He casually replied at the

those that are obtained through

ghost stories have archetypes, and last night’s monsters were created by

about the

glanced sideways at

magical…” Denton

shining, “Uncle Sparrow, you’re just like the ‘Superman’ described

also become people like you

nodded heavily, echoing his sister’s words, and both of them felt a surge of strong

noticed Gehrman Sparrow’s eyes

mouth of this magical uncle open up, revealing a

“This isn’t something to be

this path, you’ll constantly be accompanied

a thousand times, but as

off his

arms was shriveled and wrinkled, as though he were a centenarian. The other was translucent and colorless,

his face grew dense pale flesh granules that made Donna and Denton fall backward in terror and slam into

on his

“See this?

“This is madness.”

lost their minds, stumbled through the

steps, they fell to the ground, unable

terrifying…” Denton kept crying

moment, they heard the door to Room

occupied every inch of his face. The way his arms were shriveled and translucent wasn’t much better

his eyes and the words, “this

vision suddenly blurred, and she couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down

with you?” Denton was so frightened by her reaction that he