Lord of the Mysteries

With the pressure relieved, Klein casually pulled a chair over and placed it by the door, sitting opposite King of the Five Seas Nast with the entire hall separating them.

Although the Pirate King was more than 1.9 meters tall and was sitting on a black platform, allowing him to look down in a domineering manner, Klein didn’t play second fiddle in this encounter. He wore his tall top hat again.

After a brief silence, Nast, who had the official title of Earl of White Maple, said with a solemn tone, “Give me a reason why I should answer your question.”

Klein’s thin body casually leaned back as he said, “You will not need to hear the same request when you have something you need to trade with me in the future.”

The dark red light flickered in Nast’s black eyes as he said, “I basically know all the saints active in this world, but that doesn’t include you.”

Klein caressed the feathered mask on his face and laughed. Without answering, he asked in return, “Have you met Zaratul?”

“I’ve met ‘Him’ twice in Emperor Roselle’s palace. I’d also interacted with quite a number of Secret Order members,” Nast replied with a calm and direct but extremely domineering tone.

Quite a number of Secret Order members… You should introduce me to them when the opportunity arises… Klein couldn’t help but quip.

He then smiled and said, “I’ve also met Zaratul.”

Nast raised his hand to stroke his short black beard. His already tall figure seemed to burgeon, making the mood in the captain’s cabin even gloomier and repressed.

After a few seconds, he stared at Klein from above and said, “My impression of Emperor Roselle is very simple:

“No one is more suitable than ‘Him’ to be the Black Emperor.”

He didn’t explain what “Black Emperor” meant or pointed to, ignoring if the demigod opposite him understood or not.

Is that so… From this King of the Five Seas’s words, although the emperor’s diary implied that he made up his mind only in his later years to switch to the Black Emperor pathway and make preparations, he had long had such inclinations. He had unconsciously exhibited it and set up the situation ahead of time… Klein thought in enlightenment.

He believed that Nast’s impression of Emperor Roselle was limited to that. After all, they had only met a few times. Hence, he switched topics.

“In the emperor’s later years, did ‘He’ get you or your father to do something secret?”

Nast’s crown shook a little as he replied, “Someone had once asked me the same question.”

Klein laughed and asked with a bold guess, “Bernadette?”

“Yes.” Nast held the two sides of his black throne with his hands. “Back then, she was very young and immature to ask such a question. With Emperor Roselle’s level in his later years, compared to handing something secret to me and my father, what could be kept more secret than doing it ‘Himself?”

immature as Bernadette back then… Klein sighed and said, “To people who are concerned about this, one wouldn’t abandon even the slightest sliver of

why he wished to meet the King of the

in the real world. Apart from

red glow in Nast’s eyes contracted

your relationship with Emperor

and said with a sigh, “We can be

they were in were neighbors with only a thin obstacle in

read so many of the emperor’s diaries, Klein had long treated the emperor as a fellow countryman. He shared the same feelings

sat by the door before he retracted his gaze and solemnly said, “Any more

you feel that there

saying, “I don’t know enough about ‘Him,’ so I wasn’t able to notice

feel odd was that when me and my father met ‘Him,’ ‘He’ would stand at a floor-to-ceiling window facing west. He would stare into the distance.

the distance… the Fog Sea?” Klein seemed to mutter to

that the emperor’s diary had mentioned of a mysterious primitive island, and he recalled the Abyss that hid somewhere in the

said, “That

he stood up and said, “I’m done with my questions. Please pardon me for my intrusion.

was fulfilling his

for two seconds and said, “Help me find the Card of Blasphemy that corresponds

he immediately felt that an unknown demigod had little to do with the Black Emperor card. He said with a

from before aren’t worth a Card of Blasphemy. If I can obtain it, I’ll trade you for the

caressed the armrest of his iron-black throne and said in a deadpan

hat again, bowed, and turned

Bird Mustang and company’s

the feather mask on his face spread out. In just two or three seconds, his entire person became

wings, flying into the dark storm, vanishing from the sights of the pirates of the

Mustang looked into midair

being a demigod remained attractive. As long as one successfully took the step, they could attain godhood,

allowing it to

this moment, the passengers on board felt high-strung because the Black

but for some reason, the Black Emperor had ignored the liner and headed forward. Yet, the

a while before it finally ended, leaving dozens of meters

liner and steered into the stormy night

and realized the

gone! It hadn’t attempted