Lord of the Mysteries

“Are you done with your preparations?” Colin had his back to the window as he asked without any abnormality in his tone.

With the Axe of Hurricane attached to him, Derrick lowered his head slightly.

“I’m done.”

In the past two months, through the patrol missions and arduous practice, he had fully mastered the various Beyonder powers of Solar High Priest. He was already not too far from digesting the potion.

What he wished for the most was to obtain the Sun pathway’s Sequence 6 potion formula in the next two to three Tarot Gatherings, so as to ensure his continual advancement.

The release of Shepherd Lovia made him feel highly threatened. He believed that only by reaching the same Sequence 5 would he have a chance of effectively putting her in check and avert the potential danger of the City of Silver. However, with the knowledge of the acting method and without the lack of Beyonder ingredients, all he needed to do was survive the various patrols and exploration missions and make enough contributions to make Sequence 6 a reachable target. However, Sequence 5 required a specific ritual which made it relatively difficult.

The grizzled Colin nodded.

“In another two days, I’ll be leading a small team to the vicinity of the Giant King’s Court. We will do a second sweep of Afternoon Town which we previously found, and your powers are very suitable for such matters.”

Afternoon Town… Having been “brushing up” on his knowledge of legends over the past few months, Derrick was no stranger to this name. It was an area that needed to be passed when going to the Giant King’s Court from the Kingdom of Silver. It was a town where humans and giants lived together. It clustered around the ancient god’s residence which was forever fixed at sunset, just like the last door that separated the real world to a mythological legend.

“Yes, Your Excellency.” Derrick couldn’t find a reason to reject.

…

City of White, Nas. In a particular inn.

Klein sat behind a desk as he looked at the constantly changing clouds outside the window, silently awaiting the arrival of evening.

At eight, he would board the Star Pirates’s flagship, Future, on Dock 6 to head to the furthest eastern front of the Sonia Sea. No matter what happened in the Gargas Archipelago or this region of the sea known as a pirate’s playground, they would have nothing to do with him.

Therefore, he didn’t attempt to hunt the small number of pirates with bounties on their heads that he met while walking in the big and small alleys or bars and casinos. He didn’t want to mess up his plans of finding mermaids.

My spiritual intuition tells me that Slaughter Kircheis from noon seems to have targeted me… I wouldn’t mind if he wishes to send himself to his death. Well, battle strategy can be despised, but battle technique needs to be treated seriously. Without using the Sea God Scepter or Tinder, I’m at best a little stronger than him. I’m at an advantage by being well-rounded and strange enough… Klein half-closed his eyes as he imagined the gathering of countless spherical lights, and he used it to enter Cogitation rapidly so as to maintain the acuteness of his spirituality.

spiritual perception was triggered as he opened his

the sun had already set in the west. The fiery-red colors seemed

about before distorting and standing up to project themselves

was like the manifestation of the immense

this scene with a deadpan expression. He raised his left palm high as he slowly extended his

it held sandcloth in it. While looking at Klein, it said, “Gehrman

in the matter that happened

of the King of

flowing water and scattered into the

to the shadow’s changes. Instead,

sense that the person controlling the shadow was somewhere across the street. Hence, he didn’t plan on acting upon

Kircheis recognized me as the crazy adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow, who loves to hunt pirates. That’s why he didn’t hesitate to

similar to the Desire Apostle in Backlund. He’s more and more likely to be a Beyonder

I’ll submit just like that? I never intended to involve myself in it! By doing so, I’m actually a little curious… Forget it. Finding

he should report the matter to the Church of the God of Combat in Nas, but after serious

family and military are added, with the extensive land and numerous colonies it has, making the number of critical areas that require protection crucial, they would definitely be lacking in manpower. The Gargas Archipelago, which is far away from the empire and in a relatively ordinary location, with the only industry being whale fishing, there’s no

Combat was only a Sequence 5 Guardian. Together with the tribunal’s inquisitor, a baron from the royal family, and a commodore from

in Nas had at least one Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. Only by doing so could they combine it with their fleets and Beyonders to ensure that the whale oil and gray amber trade industry wouldn’t be under the control of pirates and not end up as one of the vassals of one of the Four Kings. Under any sudden assaults, they were able to use it to last until reinforcements

was precisely because of this that the officials in the Gargas Archipelago ultimately maintained a defensive state. As long as the pirates didn’t cause

playground. It’s no wonder Bilt wants to organize an Adventurer Association… Klein sighed as he gave

took out his gold

already seven, he held a ritual and summoned himself before responding to himself. He then brought different items

Hunger as his main force, he matched it with the

Azik’s whistle, as well as his wallet containing only fifty pounds into his inner

armpit, polished the blue cufflink at his left wrist, and buttoned his double-breasted frock coat. He wore his half top hat, picked up his black suitcase which contained only

Dock 6, he saw a gigantic sailboat slowly appear

to his limited knowledge of boats, Klein knew that a sailboat of such length wasn’t scientific. However, this didn’t deter it from cruising calmly on the black sea surface as it headed for the lighthouse which emitted its

sailboat approached, the flag gradually became clear. The crimson but weak moonlight allowed the people at the harbor to see ten white stars of the same size as they circled a cold eyelashless eye on the

“Admiral of Stars!”