Lord of the Mysteries

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.

he really sh*t and soak the die inside? Ugh… Darkwill decided to accept the outcome and stopped thinking of the reason; otherwise, he suspected that he would end up

was calmly spreading butter on his bread, Darkwill suddenly felt that with just a promise and 1,000

to hire him with half their wealth… Thankfully, I only paid 300 pounds. The rest will be borne by Teacher and the others… Darkwill felt relieved when he realized that he didn’t need to worry about the die’s random rolling for the next 12 hours. He couldn’t help but stand up and stretch

walked to the window and opened the tightly shut window to see the

sunlight like it had countless golden fragments scattered in it. This energized Darkwill as he felt a burden be lifted from

Backlund, which would only become warm at the end of February, the Rorsted Archipelago was no longer plagued by the cold.

walked to a spot behind Darkwill and felt like he was an animal who had awoken from

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

the weather had changed. Strong winds

if one took a safe sea route which had been traversed by others, one would occasionally

tall waves and the dark sky, and he felt as though the ship was cruising through a mountain valley. By the sides were

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

wonder sailors, pirates, and merchants who live on the sea for extended periods of time can’t help but respect the Lord of Storms. They would more or less believe in “Him”… Klein sighed in

by both sails and steam engines, he still attached caution to the matter by praying to his alternate

Fate Will Auceptin’s judgment that the Die of Probability would be quiet for 12 hours after the first intimidation act, but this was without any additional conditions. He believed that it

Darkwill and the owl who were looking somewhat uneasy due to the storm, Klein calmly said, “I’ll

watching the die. Take turns

walked to the side of the coffee table and sat down. As he stared at the die, he asked

around and mumbled, “Why am I not a

the master bedroom, Klein went above the gray fog and summoned the Sea God Scepter from

scepter with blue gems embedded at the top and quickly replied to his

his spirituality to calm the storm. This was firstly because they weren’t too far from the surrounding seas of the Rorsted Archipelago. Such an obvious and exaggerated supernatural phenomenon was easily able to attract the attention of Sea King Jahn Kottman, who shared the same domain, or the Storm Priests on the

layers of Beyonder effects, allowing it to cruise through the storm stably without any risk

of demigod, to do something similar to a liner which had hundreds of people on board required plenty of preparations and a complicated ritual.

sighed and threw the scepter back into

matter how terrifying or towering the dark blue waves were, nothing happened to it until the

…

4 p.m on

Wall once again

didn’t sit in the coffee shop again. Instead, she strolled down the street and observed the pedestrians and surrounding buildings. She also took note of figures with special traits

still 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…

Williams Street where there was an abandoned chapel. Withered vines crawled over its walls,

Mr. World’s payment,

circled around the chapel without