Lord of the Mysteries

The smell of canned wolf-fish is really pungent… Not only is it smelly, but it’s also disgusting… It’s practically a biological weapon! Klein crouched in the corner and took nearly a minute to recover.

Before that very instant, he had underestimated canned wolf-fish. He had failed to take the necessary actions to deal with the situation. He could’ve used Paper Figurine Substitutes or create an invisible air tube to pretend that he was using Underwater Breathing, but he had done none of that.

Now, he finally got a deep understanding of how wise it was to ban opening canned wolf-fish in public!

Phew… Klein exhaled as he slowly stood up. Carrying his suitcase, he slowly walked towards the harbor.

His first impression of the city named Nas was one of many white houses, with stone being a common material for the buildings. The second impression was that it wasn’t too far north, but the temperature was rather cold. Even though it was already April, it was still only a few degrees Celsius. The third impression was that there were many whaling houses. Gigantic beluga whales were being dismembered for their skin, flesh, fat, bones, and “gray amber.”

The latter two could be used to make pannier for banquet dresses or top-grade scented materials. Whether it was for incense or perfume, they were considered luxurious goods that only the wealthy and nobles could enjoy.

As for the skin, flesh, and fat of beluga whales, they also had their own uses. They were used separately to make clothes, food, or oil-related products. In Nas and the Gargas Archipelago, the culinary methods for preparing beluga whale had transformed into a unique culture. There were all sorts of techniques and famous restaurants.

Klein passed by the various whaling houses, seeing separated fat being carried out on cargo carriages towards nearby factories that spewed black smoke. They were oil refineries which were very unique to Gargas. Beluga whale fat could be refined into whale oil which could be bottled and made into outstanding incendiary material and the lifeblood of particular industries.

Very unique… Klein exhaled some mist as he stopped and watched for a while.

Out of the harbor and into the city district, a cacophony of Feysac inundated his ears.

Having mastered ancient Feysac—the source of the Northern Continent’s language—Klein was long familiar with the language of the Northern Continent barbarians. He turned his head upon hearing the din and saw the tall populace with slightly blonde hair raising horizontal banners as they protested on the streets.

The horizontal banner right at the front clearly wrote the reasons for their protest.

“Oppose the poaching of beluga whales! We need sustainable development!”

Pfft… Klein nearly lost his cool as he believed that the concept of “sustainable development” was highly likely to be “invented” by Emperor Roselle.

As he swept his gaze, he looked at the banners behind it and understood the goals of the protest.

“Whaling for survival, not entertainment!”

“Humans aren’t more important than beluga whales!”

“Greedy devils should leave Nas!”

At this moment, a policeman dressed in a gray uniform held a shield, riot fork, and baton to stop the protesters from advancing.

the scene quickly

as Molotov cocktails. The police didn’t show

the street. He realized that many passersby were completely unfazed. Apart from a small bunch of

riots? As expected of the Feysac Empire… Klein mumbled

him as a Faceless. This was because he had no plans on traveling through

nothing he needed to worry about. This was a colony of the Feysac Empire. The only legal

Faceless here, meeting seven or eight Faceless simply from going next door to enjoy some whale cuisine.

rare creatures. Third, once a Faceless had many preparations, they would seek out mermaids on a whaling boat. They would either begin having faith in the Goddess, sink to the bottom of the ocean, or become research personnel. Otherwise, the extremely smart ones would seize the opportunity and successfully advance before leaving

a rush to contact Admiral of Stars Cattleya. He came onto the streets in a good mood and began searching

whale meat… Like a standard traveler, Klein restaurant hopped thrice and sampled different

fishy. Instead, it’s very appetizing and alluring… Burp… Klein covered his mouth as he came onto the streets. He discovered that the street lamps were sparse, but the lights

up his collar. The blue cufflinks had their lusters restrained as they were deeply embedded at his

to rings, items like cufflinks were more suited to Gehrman Sparrow’s persona. Therefore, Klein didn’t

for the harmonica that had fixed the summoning ritual of a spirit world creature, it matched Klein’s inward intentions completely. It could be

Klein had imagined such a scene—a crazy and powerful adventurer playing a sad tune on the harmonica in a silent night under the dark moonlight by the side of

and it could only be used to

the empty and cold Nas streets

went to Gray Amber Street the next morning and entered a sundry

taller than him, Klein tapped the counter and said in Feysac,

he only wore a coat made of beluga whale skin. The light-colored

of liquor, ignoring the messy placement of

quarter buckets,” Klein replied according to the

slowed down as he placed the cup of brownish-green alcohol onto

It’s many times purer than Nepos. It’s considered the mistress of all Feysac

purity was high, as stimulating and famous as Blaze. Compared to Sonia blood wine, its price was rather low, and it

Klein shook his

The boss chuckled.

man are you if you don’t drink

there only

mumbled before

“Who introduced you here?”

Klein said a name in the

exhaled, causing a strong scent of distilled liquor to linger in

got up, like a polar

he brought Klein to a tiny

me search for it. Let’s see…” the boss mumbled