Lord of the Mysteries

Klein’s gaze moved away from Wilma Gladys and looked to the pastries like carrot cake and cream puffs to the side, as well as the roasted poussin, stewed lamb, seared rib-eye, Desi roasted fish, and the other food nearby.

He gulped his saliva slightly and forced himself to retract his gaze as he prepared to invite Ma’am Mary for the second dance.

As the host, he couldn’t skip any of the first three dances; therefore, all he could do was temporarily forget his hunger and the delicacies.

And at this moment, Wilma Gladys, whose pregnant state showed, walked to the spot where there was ice-cream. She reached out her hand before retracting it.

“You want some?” Dr. Aaron hadn’t joined the first dance as he stayed by his pregnant wife’s side.

Wilma Gladys sternly shook her head.

“No, I don’t. I’m pregnant. It’s not good to have ice-cream.

“However, the little fella in my tummy seems to want a little, just a little.”

Dr. Aaron nodded indiscernibly and said, “Then have some. Leave the rest to me.”

Wilma immediately revealed an irresistible smile.

“You spoil him too much!”

She didn’t object to it as she watched her husband pick up a scoop of ice-cream that had been circled with ice.

After taking two bites, Wilma closed her eyes and suddenly shifted her gaze. She looked at a few ladies who hadn’t participated in the first dance. They were chatting about something in hushed tones. They had smiles across their suggestive faces, often covering their mouths and laughing covertly.

What interesting matters are they talking about? Wilma’s curiosity was instantly piqued, and after informing her husband, Aaron, she walked over.

However, the few ladies quickly dispersed as though they were awaiting the second dance.

Wilma was disappointed as she asked the young beautiful lady who remained standing there, “Do you know what they were discussing about?”

“I’m not interested in their topics,” Hazel said as she glanced at the pregnant lady beside her.

She didn’t fault her for being a little impolite because pregnant ladies often had some privileges.

Only then did Wilma notice that Hazel, with her long black-green hair, was holding a cup of champagne. She looked like she had no wish to be invited to a dance.

only maintain the most basic courtesy… This is a delightful character, but the problem is that she’s like that to everyone. She’s overly cold and aloof… Perhaps, she’s in the rebellious stage that Emperor Roselle had mentioned before? As a middle-school teacher, Wilma couldn’t help but make comment inwardly. Then,

had a brief reprieve to stuff himself with more food and drink some thirst-quenching sweet ice tea. This

a

could hold back for another three more dances. However, he felt that Snake of Fate Will Auceptin might have wanted to communicate with him, judging from his sudden appearance; therefore, he found a suitable place without

“He” has a hundred ways to stop “His” mother

a dilemma to deal with his burgeoning bladder or patiently wait another two minutes, his spiritual perception triggered as he

a black pram that was covered in shadows that prevented him from seeing any details. The only thing he could discern was that there was a child wrapped in silver

voice and said, “Your

Klein tensed up

his infant form scoffed and said, “You should ask

know is that you

immediately recalled his experiences on the primitive island and had a guess. After contemplating for a few seconds, he asked with a frown, “Can

spirit world, as well as deities with certain unique authorities or Beyonder who represent fate can discover this point to

pram, Will Auceptin sucked at his thumb and

not, because

being unique, some items on you or your companion might have a similar uniqueness that can garner the interest

me, my companions… Klein’s mind raced as he discovered that he might have been psychologically cued in

he had brought Groselle’s

an ancient god,

High-Sequence ingredient of the Storm pathway, or the opposite, “He” will likely be interested in the notebook. After all, the leader of the organization is the Angel of Imagination, the son of God, Adam! And it’s because of this notebook that I was allowed to take away the Tyrant card while also preventing

good, but there might be some trouble midway,” Will Auceptin replied with a clear voice. “Furthermore, you are already burdened with so many matters. An additional matter wouldn’t matter. I warned you so that you can take note so as to

debts. Perhaps it might create opportunities and

drop of

example, the means to accommodate the Die of Probability, or how to finish off Ouroboros. If it’s possible, you

easier to just deal with a weak Snake of Fate like

“No.”

the ball tonight. There’s something wrong with her. If

Klein

“Okay.”

Will Auceptin had the intention to leave, he hurriedly said, “That paper crane is about to tear. How should

paper crane for you in my mother’s tummy? Even if I can, you won’t be able to

as long as you live here, I can do so at any time during

you have any emergency matters, just visit my father directly! After all, don’t you have to wait when using

a fetus who hasn’t been born, I need to have more sleep. Let’s leave anything