Lord of the Mysteries

While Klein bowed, the purple tint in black-haired Cattleya’s eyes converged as they seemed to turn into an abyss that could suck up souls. What already exuded an air of mystery had turned even more obvious.

She saw that the Astral Projection deep inside Gehrman Sparrow’s Ether Body was pure darkness. In minute areas, there were dark flows with unending changes.

She saw that Gehrman Sparrow’s left hand was bright and lustrous, but it was stained with a sanguine color that couldn’t be dispersed.

She saw a blue luster by Gehrman Sparrow’s wrist and a silver flow on his left pocket. The colors were bright and obvious as though they were connected to the illusory, stacked spirit world. There was the sound of the tide and the illusory sounds of wind surrounding the items.

She saw an intermix of green and black lusters by Gehrman Sparrow’s right pocket, as well as two points of golden, silver, and bronze under his armpit. At his chest, there was a deep grayish-white like rotting death.

Four mystical items and Beyonder artifacts or spirituality charms in units of ten… Cattleya’s eyes were a little dazzled as she couldn’t help but close them for a moment.

She nodded as well.

“Good evening, Mr. Sparrow.”

Even as a powerhouse who was famous across the seas, a senior member of the seven pirate admirals, she seldom saw people who armed themselves to the teeth with Beyonder items.

Of course, she had also seen people with more mystical items, Beyonder artifacts, and spirituality charms, but they had secret organizations backing them. They typically had several ships and more than a thousand pirates under them. Many things needed to be turned in, split and shared, as well as sold in order to maintain and strengthen one’s faction. Few things could be left in their possession as a result.

However, “few” was relative. They could compare with what Gehrman Sparrow presently had, but Cattleya had reduced her items to only two after several trades. They were two items that were sufficiently powerful and mystical enough to match her identity as a pirate admiral.

Apart from the lusters representing different items, Cattleya’s black eyes, which were slightly purple, could also tell that Gehrman wasn’t real enough. He seemed to be hidden behind thick curtains.

Th-this is the reason why he gives me the feeling like he’s not a living person at the Tarot Club? He has quite a number of secrets. It involves at least a Sequence 3 saint or an even higher-level angel… Cattleya didn’t dare take another look as the glow in her eyes were no longer as profound.

Meanwhile, she mocked herself, believing that some of her guesses about The World and Gehrman Sparrow were somewhat funny.

Involves a Sequence 3 saint or an even higher-leveled angel. Heh heh, there’s nothing wrong with that, since he’s like me, a member of the Tarot Club. We’re definitely involved with Mr. Fool, who’s likely a reawakened ancient god.

After exchanging greetings, Cattleya didn’t engage in further small talk. She led Klein towards the cabin.

At this moment, the Future, which had been docked, set sail again. A long contour was drawn on the surface of the sea as it cruised east of the whale fishing route. With that, the tense atmosphere at the Nas Harbor dispersed.

he surveyed the area and said with a tone as though he was back in his own home, “There are fewer people than

answering simply, “East of the whaling route is very dangerous. Only Ludwell heads there frequently as though he’s searching

number of sailors have been placed

Hanged Man mentioned him a long time ago. He said that he was beginning to study Sonia Sea’s eastern end of

was Gehrman Sparrow’s

the cabin, and spars were covered with mysterious

Admiral Iceberg, Tracy, who has only become a pirate admiral for the past few months, clearly is considerably more inferior. The Black Death has nothing special about it… Klein retracted his gaze and followed Cattleya to the

and a white shirt. He was in his thirties and looked strong and fit. He had thick body hair. As for his

the middle as he revealed a smile and stretched out his right

first mate of

“Good evening, Mr. Sparrow.”

Expert Frank Lee who has a bounty of 7,000 pounds… Klein instantly

shaking hands, he bent his

hand and glanced at Cattleya. He said while maintaining his smile, “You seem to know me? That’s right. The picture I took before is

Poison Expert title. I’m a very friendly person, as long as I’m not facing those darn bastards! My greatest hobby is to study soil and figure out

from the Church of Mother Earth don’t believe him.” Cattleya gave Klein an

Cross-breeding techniques are good. As long as the quantity rises, it will be able to provide

pleasant surprise. “I’ve only tried cross-breeding a bull, a cow, and wheat together, allowing calves to be born like wheat. For that, I was almost sent to court by the Church of

that his

a stoic expression without providing any further explanation. Under the lead of Frank Lee, who was reeling in a sudden bout of enthusiasm, Klein walked through

level, Klein’s spiritual perception stirred as

figure grew out of the distorted darkness—a thin and tall

and his nose bridge was disharmonious and tall. His entire being

the Future, Heath Doyle,” Frank Lee introduced

at 7,600 pounds? Klein quickly matched

as a greeting before receding back into the

around to head for the captain’s cabin, Frank Lee warmly

mate’s Sequence directly? Klein nearly pricked his

glanced at Cattleya

was scattered with the potion concocted from a Rose Bishop’s Beyonder ingredients. The potion seeped into him, bit by bit, and he survived the ordeal. Finally, he became quite a special Beyonder. As he didn’t experience the Listener stage,

mentally unstable like the