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.

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

with more food and drink some

a short conversation with Bishop Elektra, he had to apologize and take his

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

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

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

had produced a black pram that was covered in shadows that prevented him from seeing any details. The only

clear voice and said, “Your fate deviated a

happened?” Klein

his infant form scoffed and said,

is that you likely met an

and had a guess. After contemplating for a few seconds, he asked with

a few high-level creatures of the spirit world, as well as deities with certain unique authorities or Beyonder who represent fate can discover this point to a certain

the pram, Will Auceptin sucked at his

because you aren’t

on you or your companion might have a similar uniqueness that can garner the interest

discovered that he might have been psychologically cued in the past, and along with the fact that he hadn’t thought

he

created by an ancient god, the Dragon of Imagination,

will likely be interested in the notebook. After all, the leader of the organization is the Angel

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 not be struck

might create opportunities and let my debtors end up fighting… On

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

example, the means to accommodate the Die of Probability, or how to

finish off Ouroboros? Wouldn’t it be easier to just deal with a weak Snake of Fate like

“No.”

the ball tonight. There’s something wrong with

Dreams? Klein

“Okay.”

the intention to leave, he hurriedly said, “That paper crane is

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

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

directly! After

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