Lord of the Mysteries

Afraid that Gehrman Sparrow would go back on his word, Anderson grabbed the five-soli note as scenes of ordinary beef sizzling over flames and alcohol beverages without any additional sedatives surfaced in his mind.

Well, well, well, this fellow actually accepted it. I was just saying it in passing in order to accentuate my persona, as well as to let him understand that it isn’t so easy to borrow money from me so as to prevent him from hunting pirates and returning to the Fog Sea after borrowing a huge sum of money… Klein mumbled inwardly.

To him, a Sequence 5 Hunter wouldn’t starve or have nowhere to stay when placed in a place with plenty of pirates, even if he didn’t have a single penny.

He indiscernibly shook his head and was about to leave the dock when he suddenly heard a boorish shout, “Gehrman!”

“…”

Upon hearing Frank Lee’s voice, Klein shuddered as he turned around, his nerves taut.

The first mate of the Future, the Poison Expert with a 7,000 pound bounty, stood by the shipboard and held his hands to his mouth. As though broadcasting his voice, he asked, “Where will you be most of the time? Where should I write letters to?

“I wish to share with you the latest results of my research.”

I don’t wish to know… This fellow probably doesn’t have many friends. And I dare to be one of the many people he thinks of as friends but doesn’t treat him as one… Yes, Admiral of Stars is still inclined towards Queen Mystic, and she lacks belonging to the Tarot Club. To openly develop a snitch at her side, no—a source of intelligence. It helps in my shock and awe tactic towards her, and it’s a kind of “Gehrman Sparrow” level punishment imposed on her… With this as a bedrock, it would be reasonable and natural for Mr. Fool to punish her… Klein’s thoughts raced as he took out a notepad and fountain pen used for divinations from his pocket.

He scribbled down the summoning ritual needed to summon his messenger, and he didn’t forget to include the additional requirement of a gold coin.

With a whoosh, Klein flicked his wrist, sending the note flying at Frank Lee like a dart, landing accurately in his hand.

“Excellent!” Frank Lee glanced at the information on the piece of paper and waved his hand in delight.

Klein didn’t delay any further as he picked up his leather suitcase, left the dock, and began searching for a hotel.

During this process, he was originally very adamant about objecting to Anderson’s request to stay in the same hotel, but on second thought, he agreed to it.

He was afraid that this fellow who was plagued with bad luck would get into trouble again, bringing about a disaster to the innocent guests and attendant; therefore, he decided to monitor him up close and decisively handle the problem if required.

After checking in, Anderson went into his room with his key.

Bang! He sat down on a reclining chair as though a heavy burden was released.

After leaving those dangerous waters, he finally felt like he was human again. He didn’t need to worry about suddenly dying.

After he laid there silently for a while, Anderson Hood slowly got up. He took out a flask that had an outer lining made of iron, flipped over a glass cup, and poured himself some hot water.

He believed that he should recollect himself and begin visiting the bars.

After drinking some alcohol and filling his stomach, he could seek out some sponsors!

a little, Anderson raised his cup and gulped

intensely as his face turned

Cough! Cough! Cough!

his throat, but he didn’t seem

fell to the floor from his hand, shattering

Anderson’s coughing weakened as his face turned

eyes seemed to produce a spark as the veins on the back of

Bang!

a little before becoming motionless. His breathing even seemed to come

the corpse-like Anderson suddenly got up as he rubbed his face

choked to death from drinking

I might be the hunter with the most laughable

before entering

a secret pocket in his vest. Ink was used to simply draw two eyes, a

been corroded as pitch-black liquid dripped down, drop after

to a liquid, turning into a stain on the

lethal danger often

I need to save myself! I need to save myself!” Anderson

room, reached out his finger,

wooden door, which was neither too solid or hard, opened without a sound. Gehrman Sparrow, who had only taken off his coat, appeared

and said, “Are you

Creak!

door closed right

“…”

with a stiff expression, “I should change the

Thump! Thump! Thump!

on Klein’s door

door quickly opened as a revolver was pointed

just wanted to ask if you know any Beyonders who can improve my luck?” Anderson raised his hands midway, wildly hinting for Gehrman Sparrow to provide him with the details of the powerhouse that informed

idea where Queen Mystic is… Eh? She didn’t leave me a way to contact her? But since my messenger’s summoning ritual is known to Frank Lee, it also means Admiral of Stars knows of it. And that means Bernadette knows of it. Also, after

losing his cufflink; however, it was only limited to his thoughts. He had no intentions of actually putting it into practice. If Anderson

can help you ask, and I’ll give you

I suspect you don’t have the

rounds at the bars later! Furthermore, I have plenty of stashes in

as he closed the door, he said, “Meet you tomorrow morning. I

Creak!

was locked

that a curse, or was he wishing me luck?” Anderson whispered with a wry smile. “According to

Klein returned to his