Lord of the Mysteries

Based on his experience from watching many detective animations, Klein believed that someone who wore a scarf to conceal his face and hid his physical characteristics with an overcoat was likely problematic. He probably hid an unspeakable secret, especially when it wasn’t winter yet and the temperature in the Berserk Sea couldn’t be considered cold.

However, this has nothing to do with me. Even if a locked-room murder mystery happens, the one having a headache would be the Captain… I should head above the gray fog later to do a divination and see if this trip will be smooth… Klein didn’t mind the matter, but he still thought about it conscientiously.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the Desi roasted fish that was being served by the waiter.

After having dinner, he returned to his cabin and completed a divination above the gray fog. He obtained the conclusion that there wouldn’t be drastic changes to the environment he was in and that everything would happen smoothly.

This allowed Klein to fall asleep peacefully without relying on Cogitation as he slept till daybreak.

With a whistle from the steam engine, the liner began moving and departing Halman Harbor.

The harbor could still be vaguely seen as Klein saw a figure there.

The figure wore a white shirt and a dark blue coat. He had a rather high nose, deeply recessed eyes, light blue eyes, and brown curly hair. His face was rather cut and his chin was slightly raised. He gave off a supercilious look.

With a sweep of his gaze, he quickly locked onto the liner which Klein was on.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened as though a door leading into the pitch-black land of illusions had formed.

A deafening typhoon stirred up from the seabed, surging upwards with massive amounts of blue mass. Dark lightning flashed like rifts in the void. They kept appearing and kept healing themselves until they disappeared.

This completely blocked the vision of those on the liner and at the harbor, putting them in two seemingly different worlds.

The Berserk Sea had once again shown its horror.

The liner failed to avoid or resist, and it could only continue cruising forward along the safe sea route that had relatively weaker storms.

What a coincidence… This likely isn’t a coincidence… Standing behind the window of his cabin, Klein first sighed inwardly before coming to the conclusion that this sudden anomaly in the Berserk Sea was due to unnatural reasons.

Although it was common for the weather in the Berserk Sea to change suddenly without notice, to actually change at a particular point in time still left one suspicious.

The man at the dock is tracking the suspicious tourist from last night? And that tourist decided to change the weather upon realizing that he had been exposed, doing so that he can force the liner to leave? Klein made a guess when he made the connection.

And if that really were the case, it means that the suspicious passenger who hid his face with a scarf might very well be a demigod or someone who carried a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact!

After all, with Klein’s present strength and items, it was impossible for him to trigger such a weather anomaly without the use of Sea God Scepter.

Of course, he also had other means like throwing out Azik’s copper whistle to see if he could cause the entire Berserk Sea to go berserk.

pursuit at the level of demigods… Sigh, I’m under too much stress that my Sequence doesn’t deserve… Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh and

calm looks as though they were very accustomed to such conditions. Only a few people who were on their first trip across the Berserk Sea were trembling, grabbing tightly to anything they could

lightning gradually calmed down. Bit by bit, the

moment, Klein, who was on the deck, felt his spiritual perception trigger. He subconsciously looked in the direction of

was a white radiant flame flying

became increasingly clearer until it revealed its complete

However, it didn’t ignite anything. It burnt through half a wooden plank and spread out before materializing

high nose, deeply recessed eyes, and blue eyes. He was none other than the man who had previously appeared at the

middle-aged as he slowly surveyed the area and walked through the wide-eyed and agape

relief when he confirmed that the

be helped, it’s best they go to a neighboring sea to fight. Otherwise, there’s no way this ship can withstand it… I can Teleport away quite successfully, but all these tourists… I’ll only be able to save a few… Klein habitually drew the sign of the crimson moon on his

saw a figure fly out of the cabin, slamming heavily onto the

revealed half his face. The tip of his nose was red and he had a thick beard around his mouth with

eyes were filled with horror. He held his hands

item and put on such a disguise?” At the cabin’s entrance, the middle-aged man with the high nose and blue eyes slowly walked out. He spoke in Intis with a

shook

same. H-he gave me 100 pounds to take this ship to the Southern Continent before

watched with his penetrating glare that seemed

into a sweat as his body convulsed. He once again stammered his explanation, but there weren’t any changes

gaze before his body

spear and shot towards

flaming spear quickly disappeared into the distance, leaving

demigod didn’t take a second look at the surroundings tourists.

to disguise as himself and board the ship, then using certain means to control the weather; thus, creating proof that he’s on the ship, but in actual fact, he had been at the harbor the entire time. Once

made him suspect if the pursuee was once a Conspirer, Magician, or other Beyonder that

burning-white spear, his arrogance, detestable nature, and his usage of the Intis language had made Klein

was a conflict… Klein shook his head and

their senses as they discussed the supernatural phenomenon they had just seen

could transform into a flame, and the

safe sea route. It didn’t encounter any accidents midway, and it

usual, Klein didn’t alight, afraid that he

watch and opened it to

hour… Klein silently muttered to himself as he looked up

this moment, many tourists who were bound for this harbor were heading for the dock along the gangway with their luggage in

Klein’s gaze suddenly stopped

pursed and his facial features were clear and distinct, like an ancient, classical sculpture without any