Lord of the Mysteries

As his gaze moved up, Klein roughly guessed the owner of those footsteps.

She was a woman wearing beige trousers that made it easy to move about. She wore a pair of long black leather boots, but on her body was a light brown skirt that reached her knees. The hemline fell down diagonally and in layers, giving an unrestrained and cool vibe to her.

Such a getup made Klein feel as though he had returned to Earth. This was because be it Loen, Intis or Feysac, Feynapotter, Lenburg, Masin, East Balam, and other countries, none of them had popularized such styles!

Klein lifted his head faster and finally saw the lady’s appearance.

She had long chestnut hair that naturally cascaded down. Her straight eyelashes extended out just perfectly. Her deep blue eyes were deep and profound, as though it hid an ocean in them.

She had outstanding beauty, but that wasn’t the most eye-catching thing of all. Her actions naturally effused a sense of nobility. She gave off a strong impression at how she had enjoyed having the status of being someone important for extended periods of time. Klein subconsciously tried to bow his head to avoid meeting her gaze.

Furthermore, she’s very tall. She’s almost as tall as my state as Klein Moretti… Klein suddenly added inwardly.

After completely digesting the Faceless potion, he came to a realization that one’s self was an amalgamation of personality, experiences, knowledge, and social connections. His looks and build could be changed at will; therefore, as long as he knew who he was, he didn’t mind using the word “state” to describe the characteristics of each of his different identities. After all, every Faceless change could be fixed without any additional maintenance. That also meant that, even without the corresponding Beyonder powers, he could still maintain his external appearance as Gehrman Sparrow.

And because of that, he could easily make Klein Moretti grow taller if he wanted.

Tap. Tap. Tap. The lady, who exuded the feeling of looking down from above, walked in front of Klein. She pulled out a chair and sat down.

“We meet again,” the lady said with a gentle and emotionless tone.

The way she speaks sounds familiar… Klein’s mind whirled as he remembered the source of the sense of familiarity.

The scene of her arrival immediately resonated in his mind, and he finally fixated on that pair of black leather boots!

It’s… It’s her! Klein suddenly recalled the relevant scenes.

Back when he used his Spirit Body state to infiltrate the Royal Museum and retrieve the Black Emperor card, he had encountered a demigod. She had been sitting at the top of a wooden staircase in the middle of two large bookshelves. Her black leather boots back then were dangling in the air!

He changed back into his identity as Sherlock Moriarty and shouted for help when he was being pursued by the Devil dog. Midway, he encountered a forest path formed from green pea vines. He had no choice but to follow the carriage up into midair where he saw the pea vines interweave to form a hammock and a pair of black leather boots!

It’s her! Why would she appear in this dream world and these waters? B-besides, she said, “we meet again.” I’m Gehrman Sparrow right now! Amidst his thoughts, Klein replied with a deadpan expression, “We haven’t met before.”

you aren’t an angel, I can use the Sea God Scepter to resist you in this dream world! Klein encouraged

sat there and lifted her chin as she observed Klein for two

so? Mr.

thoughts were reduced to countless fragments that were left in shambles and chaos without any main

I’m Hero

as the Spirit Body who originally stole the

H-how is this possible!?

Hero Bandit Black Emperor. If she had used Sherlock Moriarty, I would be even more astounded, and I might even fail to hide the

his mind, Klein instinctively controlled his facial

didn’t repeat her words or explain anything. Instead, she said in a direct

“…”

scalp tingle. He felt as though he didn’t have a single secret when facing

created through the use of Miss Sharron’s resource channels… This demigod lady is

Emperor and had promised to fulfill any reasonable request in exchange. For ingredients, it was limited

meters tall, with a very proportionate body and long chestnut hair. She liked wearing black leather boots. Man… isn’t this person before me… Back then, I even suspected if she was the demigod whom I met in the Royal Museum. Furthermore, she knew very well that I had taken

was temporarily at a loss for words. All he could

didn’t harp on Gehrman Sparrow’s identity. She looked out at the frozen sunset and said, “While you were in the Rorsted Archipelago, Nast Solomon’s Black Emperor also appeared in those

you know what that means, Mr. Hero

him clues and evidence, Klein could only twitch the corner of his lips and say, “Law

the lady opposite him immediately softened as she said with a smile, “You really are Hero Bandit

so certain just now? Does

important figure didn’t say anything further. She then looked at the bookshelf and said, “You discovered that the bookmark has a

also knows that the so-called Roselle’s notebook is a diary… Klein was taken aback as he didn’t

didn’t take that notebook because you sensed something?” the lady asked

decided not to answer and instead pose questions. He wanted to extricate himself from a passive state and

“You are the mysterious person on the Future who was secretly spying

who didn’t allow anyone to come close replied frankly, “Yes. Cattleya doesn’t know

she’s very familiar with Admiral of Stars…

and curled her lips

impossible for a normal Clown to sense danger at this level, even if

gray fog’s powers, giving me a direct premonitory intuition even in situations that aren’t dangerous? Klein didn’t give her a chance to

who’s plagued by bad