Lord of the Mysteries

In a corner of the Amyris Leaf Bar.

Elland found a man wearing a coffee-colored jacket, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed.

“Why aren’t you drinking Lanti Proof?”

The man was in his thirties, having a rather common face. It was obvious that he had Loen blood running through his veins.

He had brown hair and eyes, with a somewhat high nose bridge. His tipsy appearance instantly vanished as his eyes turned sharp.

He swept a glance at Elland and Klein before his eyes turned turbid again. He said, sounding completely intoxicated, “I’ve already drunk. I’m drinking Zarhar to lessen the effects of the alcohol.”

Zarhar was a locally-produced malt beer. It was cheap and tasted quite good.

Elland chuckled and pointed at Klein.

“Gehrman Sparrow.”

Then, he introduced the man to Klein, “Oz Kent. You can call him Kent.

“Chat amongst yourselves. I’ll have to return to make preparations. I’ll be setting off early, tomorrow morning.”

He waved his hand and left without any hesitation.

Klein pulled over a nearby chair and sat down. He didn’t get any alcohol as he expressionlessly looked at Oz Kent.

The staring made Kent feel extremely uncomfortable as he downed a mouthful of Zarhar and said, “Find me if there’s anything in the future. You’ll be paid as long as you provide any intel of value, or if you help us do certain things.”

He wasn’t worried that the drunkards around them would hear their conversation, as many gangs and pirate crews would say the same thing. The words used to rope in informants were usually the same.

“Alright.” Klein had the strong urge to ask if he could be reimbursed for dressing up as Helene to assassinate Vice Admiral Ailment despite it being paid by Danitz.

However, it was just a thought.

Oz Kent chuckled while appearing completely drunk.

“I heard Elland mention some things about you, but I have to remind you that one shouldn’t be too crazy out at sea. You need to take note and try your best not to provoke the pirates. What I mean is to not fight them head-on. Privately providing us information would be fine. We will keep it a secret for you.”

This time, he had clearly suppressed his voice.

Seeing no response from Gehrman Sparrow, he added, “Pirates wouldn’t bother with any chivalrous code, nor will they abide by the kingdom’s laws and rules. Burp . If you have a family at different port cities or some island colony, they’d definitely be capable of attacking your family.”

second before

All he

reply in an

choked up. He subconsciously drank a mouthful of Zarhar beer to

will also bribe people to learn about your schedule and intercept your ship. At sea, a single person’s strength is often

calmly, “I wouldn’t reject them from giving me

“That’s basic courtesy.”

money? Oz Kent was clearly taken aback

later, he realized that the man was treating pirates as

of beer, momentarily

…

of the

King’s mind stirred

Strongman Ozil nodded.

that adventurer is new. He likely hasn’t been to the

killed Steel Maveti and company with Blazing Danitz? Could it be the person who disguised himself as Helene to attack Captain? Mithor immediately made certain connections as he asked with

to a subordinate and received a piece of white

Blue Eyes Meath to draw the unknown adventurer’s appearance. As you know, it’s different having a firm footing in Bayam’s underground world than being a successful pirate. I need supporting

the lines as he

long as you get to the bottom of this matter, Captain wouldn’t be stingy with

hair and brown eyes. His face was slightly thin, and he had a cut face. He wore a black double-breasted frock

person who disguised himself as Helene… Mithor raised his head

do it,” Strongman Ozil said with a

silent at the same time

a bar bouncer entered

glanced at Wormtongue Mithor, leaned in towards his boss’s ear,

expression instantly turned odd

down the wine glass and said after pausing, “That unknown adventurer

he?” Mithor

Ozil pointed upstairs.

“At this very bar.”

looked up at the ceiling and remained silent

up to

man’s abilities. He believed that no matter how good the man was at

his usual habits, he wouldn’t have taken such initiative and would instead perform an investigation from the outskirts. Only with enough confidence would he get himself involved. But this time, he wasn’t too convinced of Ozil’s subordinate. If it was really the person who disguised himself

he was presently being punished by his captain. He had to quickly perform a deed of merit in order

ability or not being careful enough, the outcome cannot be changed. I was fooled by that disguise and brought “her”

have spared me. Heh, he has always been very greedy.

forgiving enough… Compared to Qilangos, she is truly a captain worthy of being loyal to. I have to quickly provide some meritorious service and find an excuse to contact her, so as to live up to her treatment towards me. As Mithor King got up and walked out, he couldn’t help but have these thoughts churn