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?”

through Fors, but he had been too busy with matters regarding the sea god to bother with it. Hence,

Hanged

to

a way back to Earth, I could’ve

a 500-nautical-mile radius, in theory, allowing the attempt of a Soulfall Ritual, you should know that the sea routes aren’t entirely

we should wait another day before doing the Soulfall Ritual so as to prevent any wastage of energy

Klein didn’t give any affirmative answers and had turned

search for a chance to act as another

Gehrman Sparrow’s back,

Dream before I can use the Soulfall Ritual in front of you! Gehrman Sparrow is someone who likes to head out. I have plenty of opportunities and

…

Cathedral of Waves, Alger Wilson went straight for the Ralph Trading Company in reflection and found the owner, who was

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

down the newspaper, crossed his

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, the city council,

Ralph’s question, Alger almost frowned, because the man’s attitude

that

Archipelago. The pious believers would definitely sense that something was amiss, either

Kalvetua; instead, he chuckled and asked, “Do you know where

said that he was once a sailor aboard the Dark Emperor, and

he would’ve been caught in the raids in the past two days.” Ralph shrugged his

an appointment with Kovaro on this matter, and he was only using it as a way to start

the tsunami in the waters of the Rorsted Archipelago, Kovaro had

draft. If he withdrew the sum before its maturity, he would receive a discounted

deliberately nodded his head and said,

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

but he could make a

of the colonial islands and countries of the Southern Continent, more than one or two false gods like Kalvetua had been

Ralph calmly nodded.

there was

not bad

His expression turned fervent.

over the land once

eyes remained fixed on him, and

the Church of Storms’s reaction, he was certain that Kalvetua was already dead. Then which Sea God was responding to the believers

previous judgment, he quickly came up with a bold idea: Is it an embodiment of Mr.

new identity? He can release his powers through