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.

sense of pride that stems from the bottom of her heart. Even when looking at baronet madams, she will 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

with more food and drink some thirst-quenching sweet ice tea. This was a Deis specialty

a little too much. After having a short

more dances. However, he felt that Snake of Fate Will Auceptin might have wanted to communicate with him, judging from

an unborn fetus and came here passively, if “He” doesn’t wish to meet me, “He” has a hundred ways to stop “His” mother from heading out… In short, it’s worth giving it a try…

patiently wait

was covered in shadows that prevented him from seeing any details. The only thing he could discern was

a clear voice and said, “Your fate

happened?” Klein tensed up

in his infant form scoffed

that

a guess. After contemplating for a

as deities with certain unique authorities or Beyonder who represent fate can discover this point to a certain extent. Of course, close contact

pram, Will Auceptin sucked at his thumb

not, because

items on you or your companion might have a similar uniqueness

cued in the past, and along with the fact that he hadn’t thought of it, he

primitive island, he had brought Groselle’s

an ancient

is the Angel of Imagination, the son of God, Adam! And it’s because of this

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.

too many debts. Perhaps it might create opportunities and let my debtors end up fighting…

instead, “My friend who wishes to obtain a drop of a Mythical Creature’s blood wishes to know exactly

Die of Probability, or how to finish off Ouroboros. If it’s

just deal with a weak Snake of Fate like you? As Klein lampooned,

“No.”

rush.” Will Auceptin paused and said, “There’s a very arrogant lady at the ball tonight. There’s something wrong with her. If you have the chance to chat with her, you can lead the topic of

Dreams? Klein

“Okay.”

hurriedly said, “That paper crane is about to tear. How should I contact you in the future when I encounter

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

desire to find you, and as long as you live here, I can

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

who hasn’t been born, I need to have more