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.

period, she found her digestive system turning warm as her body felt a little hot. In her dream, she seemed to see a pitch-black sky which was dotted with

of them seemed to notice her gaze as it produced a

…

which was nothing spectacular to speak of. Once again, he was surrounded by the

Admiral Amyrius’s habits, he would spend some alone time every two or three days to study and master his Beyonder powers to a deeper extent and produce

time, he would put his palm into his pockets to touch the Ninth Law charm

and decided to

heard knocking

important… Klein

Luan disturb Admiral Amyrius’s

emotions and answered

and

said with a suppressed voice, “Your Excellency, a telegram from

post as governor-general. He will temporarily be replaced

that the new governor-general

been relieved of his post as governor-general? Has their secret been discovered? That’s right. The Twilight Hermit Order has already warned me, no—Amyrius. It means that they had long grasped the actual matter. With another member cranking the wheel, the matter will likely go through a series of position changes, putting an end to the

would have when faced with a major problem by pacing back and forth before saying with a stern

didn’t express his views or pass any

because he hadn’t decided

saying from the Foodaholic Empire, “moving is not as good as staying put.” I wonder if Roselle had translated this… Klein lampooned as he gave a self-deprecating

Amyrius without saying a word before silently

Klein paced about once again as he considered what Admiral Amyrius

Klein could only infer from Amyrius’s

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

his deep thought, he heard knocking at

in.” Klein instantly

and pointed

Excellency, Mr. Aston wishes

he plan on making a desperate struggle? Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that he

Order, he should already realize that the matter has been

there’s the concern and love for his younger brother in this matter… He doesn’t like cannabis and tobacco. Drinking is just for socializing purposes. Apart from being a little caught up with beautiful women, there’s

identity, fully experiencing his hidden feelings for his family and the importance he

to turn into Amyrius, but he was able to analyze the various problems in a

heard himself using a somewhat unfamiliar tone, saying, “Tell him that I have many matters to deal with. I don’t have the time