Lord of the Mysteries

In the Intis embassy of the City of Generosity, Bayam.

Helene sat in front of a dresser, looking at her beautiful yet somewhat frail reflection. She sat there in a daze for several minutes.

Her escape from the Black Death had been filled with anticipation and torment. She was afraid that any tiny mishap would cause her to be discovered by pirates or adventurers, causing her to be caught by Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy once again and making her lose all her freedom. She would then never be able to return to her hometown and return to the life she originally enjoyed.

Only when she used the meager connections left by her family did she manage to hide inside her country’s embassy and obtain a ticket to leave the sea, providing her a little relief.

However, this still wasn’t enough to make her feel at ease. She believed that everything would only be truly over when she stepped onto the Northern Continent.

With this in mind, Helene couldn’t help but raise her right hand and touch her cheeks which weren’t considered fair but was sufficiently healthy. She realized that her exquisiteness had improved significantly since her time as a sea merchant. She felt like time had reversed, making her mistake herself as returning to her days as a young lady.

In fact, after entering the Intis embassy, she had an additional choice other than escaping the sea—cooperate with the Church of Storms, Loen’s military, or the embassy. By using herself as bait, they could capture Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy.

But after considerable thought, she finally gave up on this plan. She even begged her family elder who was an officer in the embassy to keep the information of her hiding in there from others.

Regardless, she ultimately didn’t cause me any actual harm. Many a time, she indulged and satisfied me… Apart from every night… every night… But that’s only on the surface… Amid her recollections, Helene quickly blushed red.

Those intoxicating nights, the fiery passion from having limbs intertwined with each other, and the unimaginable pleasure flashed past her mind, leaving her unable to compose herself.

Helene slowly took a deep breath before exhaling.

She shook her head and made her pining for freedom, her homeland, and her family occupy her heart again.

She once again looked at her reflection and coiled up her drooping red hair.

Then, she thickened her eyebrows with makeup and darkened the contours, making her facial features sharper and pronounced.

After this round of make up, Helene looked more androgynous, with a maculine air to her.

Finally, she took off her clothes and used a cloth to flatten her chest. She then wore a white shirt, a black vest, men’s trousers, and a double-breasted frock coat.

Finally, she took a silk hat and wore it on her head, hiding the coiled red hair inside.

At this moment, her reflection appeared more like a handsome young man than a lady. Her emerald-like eyes specifically seemed to suit her getup, giving her an alluring level of profundity.

Helene patiently waited until someone knocked on her door.

up her luggage and walked out the door. She followed the good friend of her senior

to the harbor where she would board a

had anti-tracking Beyonder powers. She carefully observed the surroundings, including the

thin and virile local. Doesn’t like wearing hats. His looks are identical to the one I met before. He looks a little nervous, but that’s normal… After

to roll, she pursed her lips and looked out the window, watching one Intis parasol tree after another being quickly left

an inexplicable feeling as though she was back

the Ryan River and Srenzo River. It was a radiant and enchanting scene with all

Emperor Roselle rebuilt it, it was in the true sense of the word, a world-class metropolis.

of time, Helene suddenly felt something was amiss. The surrounding streets were turning more deserted and

time in the Fog Sea and wasn’t too familiar with Bayam in the Sonia Sea, being a Sequence 9 Hunter made

Helene moved from her seat and carefully

the carriage and produce a

driver didn’t look back as he continued looking forward. He said with a sycophant smile,

are narrow. Around noon and in the

it and believed his explanation. This

he had the foresight to widen the roads. There’s sufficient space even today… Helene

a moment. It seems to have stepped on something.” The carriage driver

much of it, but sweeping the area with the corner of

she didn’t hesitate to attempt breaking through

whether it was an overreaction or not, she believed

horror surged out from the bottom of her heart. It felt like she had

pressure she felt at a spiritual level left her hesitant. She didn’t dare to rashly

she heard

“I won’t harm you.

have some

as she quickly considered the options placed

escape. She sat back in

situation first

virile local carriage driver walked in. He sat opposite Helene, and he was

he had failed to properly learn while he was on the Tingen City’s Nighthawks squad. Due to the little amount of time he had,

hidden nearby, quickly ran over and took the carriage driver’s seat and began driving the

and he was dressed

like a leopard who

the gaze of the man opposite her was sweeping through her forehead, her eyebrows, her

in Trier, and during the days when she was out at sea. It was something that