Lord of the Mysteries

Looking at the lights emanating out from the villa in the darkness, Klein spent several seconds mentally preparing himself before alighting the carriage. He followed the three-layered staircase and came to the door, where the admiral’s bodyguards and servants were lined up at the sides, before stepping in.

Seeing Cynthia wearing conservative home clothes due to the existence of others, Klein silently heaved a sigh of relief as he maintained his stoic expression and slowly walked over.

Cynthia’s smile became more and more brilliant as she shifted the strands of her hair to the back of her ear, revealing her fair and slender neck. Her neckline didn’t have any marks left behind by a necklace.

Seeing Secretary Luan and the admiral’s bodyguards head for their own rooms or moving outside the building to take up their patrolling positions, Klein pulled Cynthia into an embrace and said in a deep voice, “There’s no need to prepare any hot water. Give me a quiet room. I need to spend the night alone.”

“…” Cynthia used her eyes to express her puzzlement and blankness.

Klein surveyed his surroundings and softly said, “Something unexpected happened. I need to enter an extremely quiet state to recover.”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand to pull at his collar, revealing a patch of faint-colored fleshy granules.

His problematic physical condition with an abnormal reaction was an excuse Admiral Amyrius had prepared for the tramp stand-in, so as to avoid Cynthia’s attempts of intimacy without exposing a problem. To make it more convincing, Klein used his Faceless powers to provide “evidence.”

Cynthia turned agape as she nearly screamed. Thankfully, she covered her mouth in time and held it in.

The moment Cynthia recovered from her shock, she immediately asked nervously, her concern and emotions evident, “Are you fine? Do you need to see a doctor?”

“No, this is the price needed for powerful strength. I’ll recover given two to three days of solitude.” Klein had already found the excuse needed for the future.

“O-okay.” Cynthia hurriedly helped Klein up to the second floor and led him into the quietest room.

As for the master bedroom, she had already lit some scented candles and scattered some faint-smelling extract, so she didn’t offer him some.

Seeing the door close, Klein slowly exhaled. He changed out of his admiral’s uniform and lied down in satisfaction.

Not far away in the master bedroom, the worried and disappointed Cynthia was soaking herself in hot water before sleeping.

She looked at the ceiling with an unfocused gaze as she couldn’t help but recall the exhortations of her parents from a few days ago.

They wanted her to charm Admiral Amyrius and hopefully be impregnated with his child. This way, their family would be able to take on more businesses with the Central Sonia Sea’s naval fleet.

Admiral seems to have many matters hidden in his heart, so much that something abnormal has happened to his body… Cynthia’s thoughts wandered as they slowly dispersed.

Without her realizing it, she had fallen asleep.

hot. In her dream, she seemed to see a pitch-black sky which was dotted with resplendent

notice her gaze as

…

Once again, he was surrounded by the admiral’s bodyguards as he arrived at the

every two or three days to study and master his Beyonder powers to a deeper extent and produce more effective techniques. Therefore, Klein spent most of the day without being

quiet and spacious office, Klein leisurely paced about or flipped through books from the bookshelf. From time to time, he would put his palm into his pockets to touch the

felt sleepy and decided to take a short

this moment, he heard knocking at the

something important…

that made Secretary Luan disturb Admiral Amyrius’s focused training was definitely

his emotions and answered with a deep

handle and

with a suppressed voice, “Your Excellency,

governor-general. He will temporarily be replaced by

the new governor-general will

will likely go through a series of position changes, putting an end to the matter… A warning was given the previous night, and action was taken today. They must’ve prepared for quite a while… Yes, that can be seen from

the attitude Admiral Amyrius would have when faced with a major problem by

express his views or pass any orders,

he hadn’t decided on a

Empire, “moving is not as good as staying put.” I wonder if Roselle had translated this… Klein lampooned as

Amyrius

once again as he considered what

only infer from

a conservative person. Even while he was a Mid- and Low-Sequence Beyonder and was on all kinds of different ships, he very rarely took risks… He believes himself to be a Loen aristocrat who values family, children, and emotions. He’s a gentleman who’s of good bearing and garners the affection of women. Eh, this point is open to debate. With his standing and status, even a curly-haired baboon would garner the affection of

heard

Klein

and

Mr. Aston wishes to meet

Aston here? He came to Amyrius to seek his protection? Or does he plan on making a desperate struggle? Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing

he do? After receiving a warning from the Twilight Hermit Order, he should already realize that the matter has been exposed. The target was long prepared, so with his conservative nature, it can be

for his younger brother in this matter… He doesn’t like cannabis and tobacco. Drinking is just for socializing purposes. Apart

identity, fully experiencing his hidden feelings for his family

he was able

tone, saying, “Tell him that I have many matters to deal with. I don’t have the time to