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.

Did he really sh*t and soak the die inside? Ugh… Darkwill decided to accept the outcome and stopped thinking

up at Gehrman Sparrow, who was calmly spreading butter on his bread, Darkwill suddenly felt that with just a

definitely be ranked at the same level as any pirate admiral! If a tycoon were to encounter 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

shut window to see the sparse

sunlight like it had countless golden fragments

the Rorsted Archipelago was

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

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

weather had changed. Strong winds howled as dark clouds gathered. A storm was

if one took a safe sea route which had been traversed by others, one would occasionally encounter similar situations. It just

was cruising through a mountain valley. By the

Beyonder like him feel repressed. He even wished to pray to god, hoping that the liner would cruise through

for extended periods of time can’t help but respect

that powerful could bury a liner which was powered by both sails and steam engines, he still attached caution to the matter by praying to his

sea. Therefore, he decided to make preemptive precautions. Klein did believe Snake of 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 was more likely that a Sealed Artifact with living characteristics would deal with situations like a person instead of rules. Hence, he had to

Darkwill and the owl who were looking somewhat uneasy due to the storm,

the die. Take

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

and mumbled, “Why am I not

gray fog

embedded at the top and

didn’t expend too much of 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

simple. He augmented the ship with layers of Beyonder effects, allowing it to cruise through the storm stably without

something similar to a liner which had hundreds of people on board required plenty of preparations and a complicated ritual. It was only

threw the scepter back into the junk pile, before silently disappearing from above the gray

the ship bobbed up and down like a leaf in the wind, but no matter how terrifying

…

on Thursday. Backlund,

once again arrived

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 as material for

still mainly from Feysac and Intis. Heh heh, one of them is a barbaric and stocky white bear, while the other

there was an abandoned chapel. Withered vines crawled over its

Mr. World’s payment, Fors deliberately approached

circled around the chapel without