Lord of the Mysteries

Without another word or care for Danitz, Klein pressed his top hat and carried his suitcase down the gangway.

Are you really going to let me go? Blazing Danitz stood on the deck, his face filled with suspicion.

Although he had expected such an outcome, with Gehrman Sparrow directly letting him go while in Damir Harbor, making him capable of imagining today’s scene, he still couldn’t believe it. He felt that everything that befell him came too simply and easily.

Regardless, I’m worth 3,000 pounds. No, this is the bounty offered only by Loen! Isn’t this madman, Gehrman Sparrow, an adventurer? How can he let go of a huge amount of wealth in front of him? It’s incomprehensible… Heh, it’s true that normal people can’t understand the mindset of lunatics… Danitz gradually snapped back to his senses. With his luggage in hand, he carefully descended the gangway and stepped onto the concrete ground of the dock.

He straightened his back, lifted his head, and gave Gehrman Sparrow’s back a glance. He realized that he really wasn’t turning back and was following the path straight for Coastal Street.

Danitz didn’t dare delay a second longer. He immediately turned around and left through another path, occasionally changing directions and using obstacles to look back, in order to ensure that he wasn’t followed.

Soon, he arrived at a row of houses near the warehouse at the dock.

Gehrman Sparrow really didn’t use me as bait… After triple-checking, Danitz finally relaxed completely.

At this moment, he finally felt like he was liberated. A dignified boatswain of a Pirate Admiral like him no longer had to be bullied and be ordered around like a servant!

I can already foresee that tomorrow will be incomparably beautiful. There will be a group of people vying to flatter me, wanting to become my servants! Danitz knocked happily on the door—three long and three short—rhythmically.

Hehe, Gehrman Sparrow asked me to give him the pirate point of contacts in Bayam. I obviously only told him the ones that don’t have a good relationship with us. There’s no way he could guess that our Golden Dream point of contact is right at the dock… Danitz picked at his nose and breathed in the fresh sea breeze before a looming rain.

Bayam was a pivotal location of the Loen Kingdom’s Sonia Sea colonies. It was one of the largest cities in the region. There were many powerful official Beyonders, and no matter how rampant the pirates were, they didn’t dare to openly show their faces here. Most of the time, they had to rely on the local gangs or people with backgrounds to handle the loot and purchase any necessities.

Of course, this didn’t mean that they wouldn’t come to Bayam. The Red Theater here was the most famous brothel in the surrounding seas, and countless pirates came to patronize this famous place. Even if one or two of their peers were caught every once in a while, it didn’t stop them from rushing over.

In addition to the spice trade, the brothel industry was another major pillar of the Rorsted Archipelago. Apart from the Red Theater, there were many big or small brothels, out in the open or hidden all over the place. They fully satisfied the desires of the seamen with ample energy. As for the female pirates, they didn’t have to worry about this problem. As long as they were willing, they could always be satisfied. After all, there was more demand than supply. At sea, where faith in the Lord of Storms was mainstream, there had always been few females.

Similarly, the underground trade related to Beyonder ingredients and mysticism was quite frequent here, and there were many circles.

Those smaller ports are still better. We don’t have to be afraid of being discovered at all, and we can just openly sit in a bar, engage in disputes with adventurers, and even fight them. As long as we don’t cause any trouble or cause any deaths, the local official Beyonders will turn a blind eye. Heh, with their strength, they typically have to take on tremendous risks if they wish to interfere… Danitz thought mockingly.

At that moment, he heard footsteps and saw the door creak open. A familiar face entered his sight.

“Old man, did you not drink today?” Danitz smiled and greeted.

Standing at the door was one of the Golden Dream’s contacts in the Rorsted Archipelago, Old Rinn.

Old Rinn coughed twice and made way.

dim room, his nose

whiff

Old Rinn likes to drink locally-produced Bayam Black Rand! As this thought flashed through his

rise to his feet.

Danitz’s pupils contracted

Admiral of Blood, a great pirate with a bounty of 6,000

…

of the sea breeze blew, swaying the thin, sharp leaves of

an adequate speed. In contrast, the people

intuition told him that it would take some time before the storm would arrive, and that he had

Woosh!

Tree branches fell to the ground, and there weren’t many people left on

into another alley when

Tap! Tap! Tap!

the scene in

partially left his body, approaching the legendary Underworld. As for the surrounding sounds, he could

even so, he was still severely injured and could die on the

captain that their point of contact had been compromised by the Admiral of Blood, as well as the glimmer of hope brought

the hands of “Steel” Maveti’s henchmen… Danitz began to stagger, and

was about to collapse, he saw Gehrman Sparrow standing by a street

Plop!

hands hanging limply over his chest,

has been discovered. Steel Maveti did it for that treasure!”

Steel Maveti and asked in return,

tell Captain! T-tell Captain!” Danitz gasped as

that, he revealed a

about me. I’m a-about

Amyris Avenue. The title deeds a-are hidden in the wall of Unit 13’s basement.

he said with great difficulty, “S-say that I’ve become

me s-say

eyes suddenly became moist, as if he was recalling that rebellious youth

vision darkened, and he felt that his life was coming to

out

he felt the already numb pain in his chest

blankly, and Klein looked back at him quietly. None of them spoke for

wound had strangely healed. His left arm was