Lord of the Mysteries

… You didn’t even need me to mention it… I was still a little embarrassed to raise the subject… Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After considering Gehrman Sparrow’s persona, he calmly said, “I do not take advantage of others.”

Just as he said that, he felt a little regretful. He was afraid that Vice Admiral Iceberg would really change her mind.

Edwina’s light-blue eyes moved slightly as she said, “The only condition is that you have to tell me the answer to anything you figure out.”

Phew… Klein didn’t harp on the issue as he nodded.

“Okay.”

About a minute later, he carried an iron black key the size of a heptachord.

And at that moment, there was a series of fervent singing from the deck.

“Your eyes are so mesmerizing that it feels like the light from dawn;

“When night comes and the sun has gone down, I almost start feeling melancholy; fervently awaiting your light;

“Oh, your eyes are so mesmerizing that it feels like the light from dawn ¹ …”

Klein subconsciously went to the window and looked out. He saw that the bonfire had already been lit, and the Golden Dream’s crew, that had nothing to do on their hands, were gathered around it. They were either roasting meat or fish as they guzzled beer. Otherwise, they would be dancing a rather random but lively dance alongside Singer Orpheus’s singing. It was a very merry atmosphere.

The oily roasting exuded a tantalizing aroma that wafted upwards. Klein saw that Anderson Hood was also among the pirates, drinking in high spirits and eating happily. From time to time, he would shout a few words and say a joke, as though he was already a member of the Golden Dream. He was no longer ostracized like before. Instead, Danitz didn’t appear among them. At the very least, Klein didn’t see him near Iron Skin or Barrel.

As long as he doesn’t provoke others, Anderson is rather good at socializing… This might be the intelligence gathering powers of a Conspirer? Yes, he might’ve transferred the hatred onto me…

I wonder if Danitz will work hard after what happened. If he can improve himself and acquire greater strength, then as The Fool, I wouldn’t only have myself as a subordinate. I don’t have to always appear as a trinity. Heh heh, this secret existence of mine finally has a real believer, someone I can directly order to do things, even though it’s only limited to Danitz… I have to say, it’s still quite pathetic…

As Klein reflected over the matter, he prepared a ritual to sacrifice the giants’ key above the gray fog.

At that moment, his spiritual perception was triggered as he instinctively activated his Spirit Vision and looked to the side.

they materialized into the messenger with black flames in its

of the messenger’s body was in the lower deck, so it was nearly level with Gehrman Sparrow without tearing through the ceiling. However,

quick to reply this time… As Klein politely nodded, he received the letter and

its contents, he suddenly realized that the skeleton messenger remained standing there. It didn’t vanish once it delivered

there something?” Klein asked in

as he said that, an idea flashed through his mind as he quickly added,

nodded as its body collapsed like a waterfall before returning

Pui! There’s no such thing as a messenger world. They’re all individually summoned, and most messengers are just doing it part-time… Yes, the skeleton messenger

begins from the moment one advances to Sequence 4. It’s a slow process of evolution towards a mythical creature. This process comes to an end at Sequence 2. Therefore, there is a qualitative difference between an angel

to the point of losing their minds. And as the demigod grows in strength, the damage only grows more potent and irresistible. Therefore, creatures at this level have to constantly control themselves to not expose this form, or just

is losing reason. When that happens, they will no longer be able to restrain their mythical

saint’s mythical form isn’t complete. There are clear characteristics of their original race. Strictly speaking,

birth counts. “He” is a Sequence 1 Snake of Fate, an absolute mythical creature, just not in the correct form… I’ll accumulate more matters before writing on the paper crane to

an accurate recollection, but based on his impressions, Will Auceptin had been conceived last November, and it

“He” will be born in July? Perhaps earlier… Klein thought without great certainty. After all, he didn’t have a girlfriend or wife in his previous life, much less having

his mind and began setting up the ritual. He sacrificed the giants’ key to himself. The reason why he

above the gray fog. He made the iron black key fly onto the surface of the bronze table as he seriously inspected

anything abnormal about it, he conjured a pen and paper

paper in hand and his arm around the key, Klein leaned back into his chair and

hazy world first presented a distorted translucent screen. As the scene

on its sides were various engraved symbols, labels, and patterns. They

a clear sense of decline.

the opening in the door’s left side, at a height of three to four meters, there was a pitch-black socket which was equivalent to an adult’s

quickly shattered as

black cloister’s but of a different color… The light of dusk… My interpretation is that it represents a particular door of the Giant King’s Court… Yes, the first distorted translucent screen should be the barrier between the Forsaken Land of

had already decided to

items on the

is equivalent to a key and 1,000 pounds… Klein glanced at the cash in his hand as he knocked

door. When she saw him holding the cash, her brows twitched

Klein tersely acknowledged.