Lord of the Mysteries

Second floor of the Sweet Lemon Bar, in the boss’s room.

Bilt Brando held a cigar as he stood by the window. He was looking out, and his eyes were out of focus as he wore a dark and terrifying expression.

At this moment, a bodyguard entered, bent his back slightly, and carefully said, “Sir, Sothoth has returned from the east.”

“Let him in.” Bilt tried hard to correct his expression.

Sothoth Yann was his assistant, an important member of the Adventurer Association.

In less than a minute, Sothoth, who was dressed in a linen shirt, brown jacket, and red headscarf, walked in. He looked to be in his thirties and had bronze skin. He had recessed eye sockets and a black mustache below and under his lips. He was obviously someone who spent most of his time at sea.

Sothoth bowed rather informally and sized up Bilt Brando.

“Boss, something happened?”

“Yes, something happened. From the looks of it, it will fail.” Bilt didn’t keep the matter from him as he sighed. “I have no idea how I’m going to answer that important figure.”

Without waiting for Sothoth to answer, he asked, “Have there been any changes at the eastern front?”

“Still the same as usual. The pirates are still after every ship they can plunder. They even target each other. The navy is only able to guard the various colonial posts, and they’re barely able to maintain smooth passage through the sea routes while protecting the relatively important ships. There are often sea battles with both sides obtaining victories at times,” Sothoth said as he shrugged his shoulders.

“The eastern front of the Sonia Sea is a pirate’s playground…” Bilt sighed in agreement.

Sothoth thought for a moment and added, “There has been some recent news from the islands on the eastern front. Apparently it first originated from the Black Death.”

“Vice Admiral Ailment? What news is it?” Bilt asked, his interest piqued.

Sothoth said with a solemn and excited tone, “Vice Admiral Ailment really encountered an assassination attempt and was seriously injured. And the person who attacked her was the adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow!”

“Gehrman Sparrow?” Bilt blurted out.

“Yes, it’s him! He really is a powerhouse at the level of a pirate admiral! Even if it was a sneak attack, it happened on the Black Death. There were so many infamous pirates around, but he managed to successfully escape after dealing a heavy blow to Vice Admiral Ailment. He later hunted Wormtongue Mithor,” Sothoth answered with affirmation while sighing.

Bilt staggered before sighing.

“That’s important news.

“There are very few powerhouses at the pirate admiral level among adventurers. To be able to deal a heavy blow to a pirate admiral on her flagship while alone—such an operation can only be done if one is absolutely confident in themselves or crazy enough. Only a madman will infiltrate a pirate admiral’s flagship in an attempt to assassinate her, instead of finding another spot!”

his expression

adventurer named

shrank

can’t be sure since I’ve never met the real Gehrman Sparrow,

passed. There should be tourists that would’ve brought over the corresponding News

three days of travel, was part of its domain of influence. The official

“Do you have the exact details of Gehrman Sparrow’s assassination

Gehrman Sparrow is able to change into anyone,

successfully infiltrated the Black Death and found an opportunity to carry out

change into anyone…”

infiltrate the Black Death to assassinate Vice Admiral Ailment. He causes one to instinctively

don’t even know if he’s the real one or not… He subconsciously

…

take action and deal with the abnormality at Williams Street. I hope they do it as soon as possible… Amidst his thoughts, Klein left the gray fog and

took out a piece of paper and laid it out on a brown

Azik’s recent situation before mentioning how he had discovered that someone had a parasite in him while he was searching for a mystical

there was a way to avoid the parasite

regarding the Worm of Time that was related to High-Sequence Beyonders from the Marauder pathway. He also mentioned that he knew that such an item could be used as a sacrificial item in

brought the copper whistle to

time, the messenger didn’t bore out

wasn’t because the messenger had become impolite again, but because he was

threw the letter like a dart, making it land

sockets flickered as

waterfall made of bones as

everything was done, Klein didn’t spread open the paper crane. He erased what had been written and wrote the same content to

paper that had been folded. After repeatedly having its content erased by an eraser, it was beginning to show signs of its structural integrity failing. In a few more tries, it might

important matters that require contact before considering it. For example, only when Mr. Azik isn’t sure how to bypass the

This was because the powerhouse sent by the True Creator was likely still loitering around the area in search for the All-Black Eye’s aura. The “scent” of the gray fog

an opportunity to do real acting! Klein retracted his

the mountains outside Oravi

to permanently reside in Backlund after the age of twenty. His books had introduced the sunset at Mt. Saint

rode a carriage out the city and walked to the foot of Mt. Saint Draco. He took an hour before arriving at the

slowly set, making the blue sea situated to the left of the mountain peak appear like a sea of fire. As for the emerald-green forests

the colors bloomed with the final touches of radiance in that instant before darkness gradually approached

the city. The busy people began returning home on the roads parallel to the wheat fields and

one after another inside and outside