Lord of the Mysteries

Danitz threw the splint and bandages into the trash, flexed his left arm, and said, “Typically, a pirate’s provocation is an insult, but I’m different. I do targeted insults.

“This requires one to grasp a lot of information and rumors, and also understand the provocation target. Only by doing this will you be able to make him lose his mind and cause his brain to be burnt out with a single sentence.”

He paused for a second and said, “Just like with Steel. You can curse him, calling him dogsh*t, or you could curse his parents and captain, but that will be useless. However, if you do an action and throw in a line with that, he will definitely turn into a bull who only sees red.”

With that, Danitz put his hands on his hips, held his crotch, and shouted in a low, scornful voice, “B*tch!”

… I really want to hit him… He lives up to being a Provoker… Indeed, Steel Maveti has such tendencies and hobbies, tsk… Klein loosened his subconsciously clenched fists.

“This is what you call ‘professional provocation.'” Danitz spread out his hands in conclusion. “If I meet a beast, a monster, or someone who cannot be communicated with since they had lost control, I can proactively emit a feeling that they hate. This is a Beyonder power.”

People with such Beyonder powers would either be great at receiving beatings, or they would be great at escaping. Clearly, you belong to the latter… Klein cursed inwardly.

Without having to worry about his injured left arm, Danitz was in a good mood as he continued, “Actually, I’m very good at setting up traps. It’s a pity that you didn’t agree with my plan when hunting Steel Maveti.”

Klein resisted the twitching of his mouth as he calmly replied, “You still have a chance.”

“What chance?” Danitz asked out of curiosity.

“A chance to set up traps for Beyonders such as Steel. One by one, I’ll introduce you to them.” Klein smiled.

“…” Danitz was momentarily at a loss for words.

He knew very well that traps were often ineffective against a man who wasn’t afraid of guns, projectiles, fire, or water.

Danitz let out a hollow chuckle and turned to look out the window.

“The weather has cleared up…

“Does that mean that the serpent, Kalvetua, is dead?”

Klein answered tersely without hiding the truth.

Danitz exhaled, hesitated, then said, “Regardless, after this city-wide sweep, few pirates will dare come to Bayam for some time. This will definitely include Admiral of Blood.

“Your plan of hunting him with Captain might have to come to an end. The Sonia Sea is so big, so it’s very difficult to find a fleet that intentionally hides their whereabouts. Moreover, they can head for the Fog Sea, Berserk Sea, North Sea, and Polar Sea.”

If it was that easy to kill a pirate admiral at sea, the Church and the military would’ve done it a long time ago! Let me return to the Golden Dream as soon as possible! Danitz lampooned under his breath.

Don’t worry, I have a way, and this will be your job… Klein asked without batting an eyelid, “What’s your Captain’s opinion?”

too busy with matters regarding the sea god to bother with it. Hence, he hadn’t taken it out

from Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man, raising

enough to buy a rather large and

of finding a way back to Earth, I

smile and said, “Although Captain and the others should’ve entered within a 500-nautical-mile radius, in theory, allowing the attempt of a Soulfall Ritual, you should know that the sea routes aren’t entirely safe. Pirates

doing the Soulfall Ritual so as to prevent any wastage of energy and

any affirmative answers and

heading out again today to search for

Sparrow’s back, Danitz

in private and persuade her to let me return to the Golden Dream before I can use the Soulfall Ritual in front of you! Gehrman Sparrow

…

Ralph Trading Company in reflection and found the owner, who was reading

well aware that this middle-aged man, in formal attire, a bow tie, and glasses, was a veteran pirate. He supported the Resistance in secret and reverently worshiped

it, our captain of a ghost ship?” Ralph put down the newspaper, crossed

an illegitimate child. His father was an adventurer of Loen and Feysac blood, and his mother was a native. He had made his fortune by becoming a pirate, then being a merchant that did business with both pirates and the officials. He established a vast network of connections that provided him with help at the governor-general’s office,

hearing Ralph’s question, Alger almost frowned, because the

that wasn’t in

Kalvetua, he was certain that there would definitely be bad omens in the Rorsted Archipelago. The pious believers would

and asked, “Do you know where

of the Sanguine baron. It was said that he was once a sailor aboard

in the raids in the past

an appointment with Kovaro on this matter, and he was only using

of the Rorsted Archipelago, Kovaro had definitely gone far away and would

he already knew that Mr. Moon had been given an acceptance draft. If he withdrew the sum before its maturity, he would receive a discounted value and lose a

and said, “Got it,

this point, Alger pretended to be unaware of what happened as he asked, “I heard that many Sea God figurines in many places shattered by

any instances of this himself, but he could make a reasonable deduction

countries of the Southern Continent, more than one or two false gods like Kalvetua had been finished off by the

Ralph calmly nodded.

was

not bad

His expression turned fervent.

land once again in a new

new image? Alger’s eyes remained fixed on him, and

he was certain that Kalvetua was already dead. Then

previous judgment, he quickly came up with

can release his powers through the seal to directly affect an identity in the