Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 607

The window of the washroom was very high, preventing sufficient sunlight from shining in. It could only barely dispel the darkness, making everything seem gloomy.

Klein moved the Die of Probability in his right hand to the All-Black Eye, and suddenly, it shook. Then, he threw the item into the other side of the washbasin.

The milky-white die rolled a few times before finally stopping with four red dots pointing up.

Klein held back his unobvious smile and took a step to the side and picked up the Die of Probability again. He lowered his head and said in a gentlemanly manner, “You don’t wish to listen to it?

“Let’s do this. Give me an answer. 6 represents cooperation, while everything else represents a rejection.”

With that said, he threw the Die of Probability up and reached out to catch it.

The milky white die fell straight down and rapidly rolled, showing six red dots!

“Very good,” Klein praised with a chuckle.

After throwing the All-Black Eye back above the gray fog, he turned to open the door to the washroom and slowly walked to the living room.

Under Darkwill’s and Harry’s gaze, which was filled with anticipation, worry, curiosity, and puzzlement, he suddenly stopped and threw the Die of Probability out.

“No!”

“No!”

Darkwill and the owl cried out at the same time, afraid that a score of 3 points and below would happen. The latter subconsciously flew up to distance itself from the fatty who might be struck by lightning.

With a crisp tinkle, the milky-white die rolled on the coffee table several times before fixing itself at 2 points.

Just as the color in Darkwill’s face drained, the die languidly rolled and fixed itself on 4.

“For the next 12 hours, it will be relatively quiet.” Klein calmly sat down and began enjoying his breakfast which had long turned cold.

He really had a solution? Darkwill lowered his body and stared at the strange die on the coffee table.

After nearly a minute, he couldn’t help but extend his hand and throw the die, managing to roll a 6.

Just as his palm left, the die moved by itself to 4.

actually use? Did he really sh*t and soak the die inside? Ugh… Darkwill decided

with just a promise and 1,000 pounds

a situation like mine, they wouldn’t hesitate to hire him with half their wealth… Thankfully, I only paid 300 pounds. The rest will be borne by Teacher and the others… Darkwill

window and opened the tightly shut window to see the sparse clouds scattered across

azure blue sky stirred as it reflected the bright sunlight like it had countless golden fragments scattered in it. This

warm at the end of February, the Rorsted Archipelago was

the blooming of flowers in warm spring… Klein, who had finished his bread, walked to a spot behind Darkwill and felt like he was

the poem that flashed past his mind, as firstly, it didn’t suit Gehrman Sparrow’s persona, and secondly, it

the die still didn’t roll, but the weather had changed. Strong winds howled as dark clouds

if one took a safe sea route which had been traversed

felt as though the ship was cruising through a mountain valley. By

pressure made a Mid-Sequence Beyonder like him feel repressed. He even wished to pray to god, hoping that the liner

the sea for extended periods of time can’t help but respect the Lord of Storms.

by both sails and steam engines, he still attached caution to

Auceptin’s judgment that the Die of Probability would be quiet for 12 hours after the first intimidation act, but this was without any

somewhat uneasy due to

watching the die. Take turns and

Gehrman Sparrow enter the master bedroom, Darkwill walked to the side of the coffee table and sat down. As he stared at the die,

“Why am I not

gray fog

blue gems embedded at the top and quickly

the Rorsted Archipelago. Such an obvious and exaggerated supernatural phenomenon was easily able to attract the attention of Sea King Jahn

effects, allowing it to cruise through the

below the rank of demigod, to do something similar to a liner which had hundreds of people on board required plenty

already has inklings of a god… Klein sighed and threw the scepter back into the junk pile, before silently disappearing

the wind, but no matter how terrifying or towering the dark blue waves were, nothing happened to it until the end of the

…

on

once again

in the coffee shop again. Instead, she strolled down the street and observed the pedestrians and surrounding buildings. She also took note of

mainly from Feysac and Intis. Heh heh, one of them is a barbaric and stocky white bear, while the other is a colorful, ostentatious rooster… Fors chuckled silently

of Williams Street where there was an abandoned chapel.

the intention to not waste Mr. World’s payment, Fors deliberately approached it to check for

the chapel

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