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.

up as they materialized into

it was nearly level with Gehrman Sparrow without tearing through the ceiling. However, the

reply this time… As Klein politely nodded, he received

suddenly realized that the skeleton messenger remained standing there. It didn’t vanish

something?” Klein asked in

as he quickly added, “If there’s

nodded as its body collapsed like a waterfall before returning to

give a reply, same for the skeleton messenger this time… Is this some new regulation the messenger world has enacted? 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

This process comes to an end at Sequence 2. Therefore, there

glance, 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 from their

reason. When that happens, they will no longer be able

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

mythical creature in the true sense of the phrase, or if the criteria can be relaxed… Heh, I wonder if the placenta blood from Will Auceptin’s 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 ask him. Yes, there are only two more times, so I need to do it for serious matters. However, I’ll be returning to Backlund soon… With this in mind, Klein silently calculated when Will

his impressions, Will Auceptin had been conceived last November, and it was currently

born in July? Perhaps earlier… Klein thought without great certainty. After all, he didn’t have a girlfriend or

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

iron black key fly onto the surface of the bronze table

confirming that there wasn’t anything abnormal about it, he conjured a pen and paper and wrote the divination statement: “The place this key corresponds

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

distorted translucent screen. As the scene zoomed in, he

door was mainly blue in color and on its sides were various engraved symbols, labels, and patterns. They were

with a clear sense of decline. It was like the daylight was gone for the world, with only eternal darkness replacing

a height of three to four

scene quickly shattered as Klein opened his

Giant King’s Court… Yes, the first distorted translucent screen should be the barrier between the Forsaken Land of the Gods and the outside world. Therefore, without the gray

to buy the giants’

world, Klein tidied the items on the table and held a thick stack

Desire Apostle, Kircheis’s bounty is equivalent to a key and 1,000 pounds… Klein glanced at

she saw him holding the cash, her brows twitched as she widened her eyes. She said with a brightened expression, “You

Klein tersely acknowledged.