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?”

Bernadette back then… Klein sighed and said, “To people

to meet the King

find clues to the door of light above the gray fog in the real world. Apart from confirming who the third transmigrator was, he had

in Nast’s eyes

your relationship with

thought and said with a sigh, “We can

they were in were neighbors with only a thin obstacle in between them. They had been hanging there for centuries or even

Klein had long treated the emperor as a fellow countryman. He

who sat by the door before he retracted his gaze

tone, “Do you feel that there was anything abnormal about Emperor

remained silent for quite a while before saying, “I don’t

He would stare into the distance. This would happen in the morning, noon, and the evening. And that room

distance… the Fog Sea?” Klein seemed to mutter to himself as though seeking

island, and

“That was my guess

exhaled. After some consideration, he stood up and said, “I’m done with my questions. Please pardon me for my intrusion. “Your Lordship, I wonder if I can help you

was fulfilling

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

testing him, but he immediately felt that an unknown demigod had little to

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

armrest of his iron-black throne and

and turned

Bird Mustang and company’s gaze, he raised

his face spread out. In just two or three seconds, his entire person became

wings, flying into the dark storm, vanishing from the

a demigod… Bird Mustang looked into

increased the inclination towards madness and a loss of control, making it highly possible for Beyonders to fail their advancement, the title of being a demigod remained attractive. As long as one successfully took the step, they could attain godhood, allowing their life to undergo a fundamental change. Be it in terms of lifespan or powers, it far exceeded that of humans, allowing them

allowing it to

moment, the passengers on board felt high-strung because

and headed forward. Yet, the liner didn’t use this opportunity to escape, and it had instead circled around the Black Emperor, maintaining a few

a while before it finally ended, leaving dozens of meters between the

liner and steered into

the reality of the situation only

It hadn’t attempted