Lord of the Mysteries

He has some things to ask Captain?

Danitz frowned as he watched Gehrman Sparrow leave the room, unsure what his real motive was.

What is this fellow really after? Money, riches? But he had the time to take away the heads of Steel Maveti and Blood Brambles Hendry to exchange for nearly 10,000 pounds in bounty rewards. Yes, even after paying any commissions, it would still be seven to eight thousand pounds. Yet, he didn’t do so. Moreover, he generously shared the spoils of war with me. This is very contradictory. When he first heard that I was Blazing, his first reaction was to call me a 3,000 pound bounty… In Captain’s words, this isn’t scientific…

Why would he deliberately give up the bounty? Unless… Unless he has a better way to claim it safely, or he had specially left it for someone? Yes… He had been prepared for the appearance of the Mandated Punishers… H-he has his own connections and information channels! This way, everything can be explained!

There’s also the possible existence of the demigod that killed Qilangos. Hmm, there’s a powerful and secretive organization behind Gehrman Sparrow!

Shocked by his own conjecture, Danitz instinctively tried to use his body language to express his feelings, but he forgot that his left arm was still fractured. He immediately grimaced in pain.

This made him feel even more terrified. He didn’t want his captain to meet such a dangerous and crazy fellow.

He even suspected that Gehrman Sparrow’s real motive was his captain’s 26,000 pound bounty!

In a duel, that lunatic might not necessarily win against Captain, and there’s still the first mate, second mate, third mate, and a few boatswains. But he has a terrifying organization backing him! You want to hurt Captain? Over my dead body! Danitz puffed out his chest, raised his neck, and was filled with a stirring sense of self-sacrifice.

He ran a hand through his hair, gave a long grunt, and said to himself, “I’ll make further observations. Perhaps Gehrman Sparrow really only has questions that he wants answered.”

Subconsciously, he looked around and found both the Flying Carpet and the Shadow Cloak. They weren’t missing.

In other words, Gehrman Sparrow left the things that belong to me behind. Isn’t he afraid that I’ll take the opportunity to escape? Or did he steal my hair that makes it easy for divination?

No, no, he’s a crazy guy. Even if he wishes to use my hair, he would just walk over and extend his hand to pull one out. It’s impossible for him to do it secretly… Right, there’s a powerful and secretive organization behind him! Perhaps, at this moment, there are people from that organization secretly monitoring me. They’re waiting for me to leave, waiting for me to seek out Captain… How insidious!

Gehrman Sparrow must’ve gone out on purpose! Danitz felt that he had grasped the truth of the matter thanks to his experience and wisdom.

He paced back and forth before sitting back in the reclining chair. He then thought with a silent, mocking smile.

I’m not leaving!

I want to see what you can do!

I will not bring danger to Captain!

…

A quarter past three in the afternoon, Symeem Island.

the Rorsted Archipelago, but it was the furthest from the City of Generosity, Bayam. It took nearly five hours on a

bought a suit with local characteristics and a small suitcase to replace the clothes he changed out of, for a total of fourteen soli.

really cheap. It’s just change compared to a complete suit… Wearing pantaloons, a thick brown jacket, and a light brown cap, Klein disembarked from the liner with a native face that didn’t stand out, and he entered some of the old ports on Symeem Island. He had spent time buying clothes and changing his appearance, causing him to miss the 9 o’clock ferry

for this acting, he couldn’t help but calculate his current

I haven’t received the 6,825 pounds, I can basically include it into my budget as long as Mr. Hanged Man

gratuity add up to

11 soli, and 8

still the five gold coins

money recently, only spending slightly more than

7,110 pounds. Moreover, I still have the Nightmare Beyonder characteristic and the murloc’s bladder. They’re

Blood Brambles Hendry, and Squall. Besides,

to see that the color of the seawater was much clearer than

search for wealth. Even if I deduct the remnant spirituality of ancient wraiths, eyes from a six-winged gargoyle, spring water from Sonia Island’s Golden Spring, and other supplementary ingredients of a Nimblewright Master, the money I have left will be enough to allow me to buy a decent manor here, in Desi Bay, in the Southern Continent’s colonies, and in the non-metropolitan areas… Loen’s countryside is said to be very beautiful, and if it turns out that I’m really unable to return, I can consider settling down in a similar place… Yes, I still have a

the more realistic question, which was whether he should sell the Nightmare Beyonder characteristic, find an opportunity to return it to the Church of Evernight,

on the situation. The ideal solution would be to sell it to the Church… The martyr, Klein, who had taken two potions from the Nighthawks,

7 and be qualified to gain clearance to the methods used to

just received the potion formula for Sequence 7, so he had no need for it at the moment. He would have to wait for a long time, and the powers of

settled down,

with natives. Their skin was nearly bronze, and their black hair had slight, natural

changing his appearance and asking about Raine’s situation and if there was any news of Wendt’s death, Klein found a secluded corner. He wiped his face with his hand, turning his

to its border. It was then that he saw the winery run by Raine’s

a young girl. She had obviously matured a lot

was sweeping the entrance, and there was

breath and slowly let it out, feeling as though he was placed in a very

powerful keyboard warrior, he knew about theories like method acting and experimental acting, but he lacked further understanding. He could only try to guess

closed his eyes and walked

she heard

opened her mouth slightly and let out a half-surprised exclamation before saying with a

acting…

came to bid

in a local dialect, with a somewhat nondescript Bayam

language of the Rorsted Archipelago was also derived from ancient Feysac and belonged to another variant. As a half-historian, Klein was able to master it easily, and it only took him a short time to

asked,

turned his head, looked

chase after a treasure trove, and I don’t know

with a great deal of money. I’ll buy a manor in the suburbs; plant some rubber trees; set up a vineyard; have my own mill, wine cellar, blacksmith shop; and let the air be filled with the scent of all kinds of spices. Then, I’ll buy a few

to form on his skin, and he turned to look Raine