Lord of the Mysteries

Following the complete disappearance of the surrounding astral glow, Cattleya lowered her head and said to Frank Lee who was slowly recovering, “Let them calm down.”

She was referring to the sailors who were still struggling in pain.

Just as she said that, Cattleya shrunk her body back as the windows closed.

At that instant, Klein vaguely saw a green vine grow upwards, covering the Admiral of Stars in layers.

As he didn’t sense any danger or wickedness, he intuitively believed that it was a method in mysticism which Ma’am Hermit used to treat her injuries and recover her energy.

A power of her Beyonder pathway? Or is it from some mystical item she possesses? She began treatment without any worry and allowed Frank to deal with the chaos on the ship. She’s not afraid that the Death Announcer would be able to chase up to us? How far did the Future “fly” in that last pounce? Klein no longer held his neck up as he turned to look at Frank Lee.

This first mate, who was both a poison expert and a capable doctor, had already retrieved a coiled soft tube from the pocket of his dungarees. It was connected to a small glass bottle, and on the other side was an embedded thin and sharp needle.

“A sedative I concocted,” Frank Lee said with a forced smile while still having pangs of fear.

I’ve bought something similar before. They were all given to Zombie Maric… Klein surveyed the area and said, “This might not be enough.”

“No, it’s not for them. I need a helper. They will receive the help of beer which comes with a sedative effect. Haha, they’re often rowdy once they’re drunk, so I’ve added the necessary elements in most of the alcohol buckets,” Frank explained in passing.

Spiking their drinks without any notice… Klein nearly twitched the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, he had a deep appreciation for the aptness of the nickname “Poison Expert.”

Simply because he found the pirates rowdy when drunk, Frank had added a modified sedative to most of the alcoholic beverages without any sense of guilt or shame. It was as though he was doing something very ordinary.

This fellow is a really straight and warm person in certain aspects, but in other aspects, he’s more terrifying than a devil. This is because he doesn’t believe that what he does is evil… How did the Church of Mother Earth produce such a crazy scientist? Klein controlled his expression and followed Frank Lee from a distance and found the boatswain, Nina, who was squirming in the shadows of the bulkhead.

This pirate with an exaggerated figure was slumped there, writhing in pain. She kept scratching the deck, producing ear-piercing sounds as bloody marks were left behind.

Just watching the scene made Klein feel pain in his fingers.

“Gehrman, help me press her down to prevent her from struggling.” Frank raised the needle and tube in his hand.

Klein didn’t object to it, but he didn’t say a word. He calmly crouched by the side and pressed down on Nina’s shoulders.

He felt his hands slip the moment he touched her, finding it difficult to grab her. It was as though she wasn’t a lady but a gigantic fish covered in slippery scales.

Using a Clown’s precise control, he grabbed Nina

was surprisingly strong, far greater than Klein’s. Soon,

pathway, while I’m not a Beyonder who excels when it comes to physical strength… If not for the need to feed it, I can activate Creeping Hunger and switch to Steel Maveti’s soul and use the strength of a Zombie as a most suitable response… As these thoughts ran through

bulged as he quickly stopped Nina’s

lot of physical strength as well… However, Mr. Frank Lee, it’s probably difficult for you to get a girlfriend if you use such crude manners against a lady… Of course, you definitely don’t mind. You could totally let your child grow from the soil… Klein lampooned as he watched Frank Lee inject the needle into the back of

small bottle of sedatives was injected, Nina stopped her attempts at struggling. Klein

few seconds, Nina combed her hair and rolled to her feet. She grumbled at Frank Lee, “Why must you always be

spoke, she stretched her arms without concealing the pained expression on

linen shirt and a brown coat. She looked no

as he

on this topic.

barrel out. Let’s work together to make them

don’t mind participating in

the deck. After contemplating for a few seconds, he asked, “The goal is to

Frank Lee nodded

I just knock them

the same effects as a sedative beer, and it’s more efficient… he

head in surprise and

Lee thought seriously

“Okay.”

walked to a cutlass he had long noticed, picked it up, and used the dull edge to strike

Bang!

control, the pirate who was rolling in pain calmed down and

for a second

slowed down when passing by Klein. She suppressed her laughter as she said, “I’ve heard rumors of you, but I never expected you to be more exaggerated than the rumors. Usually,

very, very special. Completely different from others, and they’re closer to those of Frank’s.

differences among lunatics. Gehrman Sparrow hasn’t reached the level of Frank

Nina and held the cutlass and walked across the deck, knocking the sailors unconscious and waiting for them to wake up

rash thoughts when he was asked by Nina if he could guarantee that he only knocked them unconscious instead of killing them. He entered the cabin and brought out a beer barrel and acted according to his

Bam! Bam! Bam!

walked all the way to the bow. At this moment, an elder in his fifties

crazy adventurer approach, he hurriedly tried to stand up and blurted out, “No, I don’t

already fine. I’m

very clear… Klein held back his amusement and turned for the