Lord of the Mysteries

Early morning, 160 Böklund Street.

After Klein got out of bed and washed up, he didn’t rush to leave the bathroom. He took four steps counterclockwise and headed above the gray fog.

He then conjured The World Gehrman Sparrow and made the fake person pray piously:

“Honorable Mr. Fool, please pass on the message to Danitz:

“I need him to provide me information on West Balam. It’s best if he includes his social connections.

“Also, get him to be careful of the Church of Evernight for the time being.”

…

Above the Golden Dream, Danitz, who saw the sun earlier than Backlund, was holding a cup of malt beer as he sat in the shadows, hiding away from the vile sunlight.

Lessons will begin in another fifteen minutes. Captain said that a treasure hunter must have a sufficiently good grasp of mathematics… Sigh, this is really such a headache, but it’s also something to look forward to. Dogsh*t! Danitz placed one hand on his knee as he downed a mouthful of beer.

At this moment, the gray fog emanated in front of him. The blurry figure that looked down from above appeared as Danitz’s ears resounded with Gehrman Sparrow’s voice.

Information on West Balam? Although we’ve been there to search for lost ancient treasure and got to know a few tribal natives, that is pretty much it. There won’t be much that I can tell him about… This is so troublesome. I’ll have to do all sorts of work again. Why does Gehrman Sparrow get involved in so many things!? Danitz silently grumbled as he vigilantly glanced to his sides, afraid that the madman would suddenly appear.

He drew a breath upon considering how he wanted to become stronger. He didn’t wish to be of no help when his captain met with danger, having to shamefully hide at the back. Danitz slapped his face a few times with his free hand before standing up.

He immediately left the shadows and found Iron Skin and Bucket. He asked them in detail about West Balam’s situation and who he should ask for the various matters, only to obtain a unanimous answer: “Captain Edwina Edwards, or Anderson Hood who previously joined our bonfire on the ship.”

Will she be suspicious if I directly ask Captain, making her believe that I have a secret and am secretly working for someone else… But, I’ve no idea where that fellow, Anderson, has gone to. Dogsh*t! Danitz fell into a dilemma as he couldn’t help but think about something else, recalling Gehrman Sparrow’s last words:

“Be careful of the Church of Evernight!”

Danitz wasn’t a fool. He knew that a matter that the crazy adventurer emphasized was something important. It also meant that he believed that he had a high chance of being an important target of the Church of Evernight! He would be wildly pursued by the Red Gloves!

Apart from the Church of Evernight, the Church of Storms, and the military are targeting me as well. It’s said that they have each sent a squad… Danitz thought as his heart palpitated.

a puzzled and bitter look as he muttered

…

left the area above the gray fog and returned to the real world. Like every other day, he had his breakfast and

formal suit for an

leaned on the carriage wall as he instructed

He believed that it was best if he didn’t change his former persona. Therefore, he couldn’t change the frequency of his trips to Saint

would saunter into the cathedral as though nothing had happened… I’ll have to thank Emperor Roselle for not plagiarizing criminal psychology. He didn’t point out that intelligent criminals often return to their crime scene to admire

glanced at his valet and asked, seemingly casually, “What is

didn’t ask why. After some thought, he said,

at his employer, only to

his ear and deliberated

believing in the deities like the Goddess, Lord of Storms, and the Eternal Blazing Sun, allowing them to boost their statuses and receive protection from the

quickly removed. The people of the

more obvious for the more messy West Balam in regards to this point. The descendants of Death often receive a great deal of

of mine occasionally mentions after he’s

his valet’s recount, nor did he probe

arrived outside Saint Samuel Cathedral. Klein first took in the sight of the white flying pigeons before entering the prayer hall.

and looked at the altar in the darkness. He watched the stars and the Dark Sacred Emblem as unease, embarrassment, and a

holy sword and made a vow, the Goddess had likely taken notice of him. Every time he entered the cathedral to pretend like he was praying, it had

Church taking… Hmm, I’ll probe first… Klein clasped his

to the donation box, took out fifty pounds, and

Klein turned to the confessional along the sides of the hall and

spacious compartment. The confessor and the listening bishop were separated

mellow voice, “Do

tapped his chest four times in

“Praise the Lady.

me, wishing that I can

side didn’t immediately give him an answer, as though he was alarmed by the arms dealing. He was momentarily unsure as to how to

up being

plotting the murder of a demigod while hiding from the Mother Tree of Desire and the True Creator, wouldn’t you be jumping up? Klein lampooned as he continued, “I did enjoy the adventurer’s life when I was young. I obtained