Lord of the Mysteries

1107 Relax

As a Hunter who had Shadow Cloak, Danitz’s hiding and monitoring abilities were always pretty good. Back then, he had even helped Gehrman Sparrow lay an ambush for Steel Maveti. At this moment, he didn’t show any traces of himself, but he felt a little bored. He was eager for Anderson to switch with him as soon as possible.

When will such a life end? Vice Admiral Ailment, hurry up and appear. No, no, not now. It’s better to wait until Anderson arrives… Danitz did some introspection and rationally ended his “prayer.”

He was worried that a pirate admiral at Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy would discover that he was hiding in the dark, and he lacked the courage and confidence to deal with her.

Of course, if he wore the boxing glove, everything wouldn’t be a problem.

As long as he made the decision fast enough, fear and apprehension wouldn’t be able to catch up to him!

“You seem very troubled?” Suddenly, a voice rang beside Danitz’s ear.

Danitz jumped out of the shadows in shock as an orange flame quickly formed in his hand.

At the same time, he cast his gaze to the source of the voice. He saw Anderson hiding in the woods. There were green vines stuck to his head that seemed to meld him with the environment.

“…Dogsh*t!” It was unknown if Danitz was cursing Anderson or himself. After venting his anger, he asked, “When did you come?”

Two minutes ago,” Anderson replied with a smile. “You hid well. I didn’t manage to find you immediately, so I followed your hiding habits and casually asked you a question.”

Danitz was momentarily unsure if he should be proud or angry. He asked with mixed feelings, “If I had remained calm just now, would you have failed to discover me?”

“In theory,” Anderson said with a smile, completely unfazed. “But as an experienced Hunter, there can’t be only one way.”

Just as Danitz was about to ask what other solutions there were, he suddenly saw Bartz extinguish the candle and prepare to sleep.

Minutes later, the figure of intelligence peddler, Bartz, appeared by the window in the darkness. With a nimble leap, he landed into the shadows outside the house.

That was where Danitz had been hiding. Having re-entered the shadows, he was almost stepped on by his target.

Bartz walked towards the sea under the cover of the shadows.

…Dogsh*t! Only then did Danitz appear, giving Bartz the middle finger.

Anderson also left the woods. As he pulled out the branches from his head, he smiled at Danitz.

“I think we’ll hit the jackpot tonight.”

strongest hunter in the Fog Sea

it’s Vice Admiral

used the shadows that were everywhere at night and immediately took the lead in following the intelligence

too stupid…” Anderson observed for a

inwardly

occasion where they could

minutes later, Bartz arrived at the beach and stood there, staring at the dark blue

too long. In the darkness of the sea, a huge outline appeared, gradually forming a black ship

two ghostly-blue flames “burned” within a pitch-black

The Black Death!

Admiral Ailment Tracy’s

for his shadow form, his pupils definitely would’ve dilated in a bid to

a distance forward, hoping to confirm

the gigantic sailboat approached, the two people in the shadows could see sailors busy

row himself

of an authoritative figure. Be it in front of Edwina Edwards or Gehrman Sparrow, he would follow the instructions to a tee, apart from grumbling at most. At that moment, although his face

they could no longer see the Black Death and could only hear the vague crashing of the waves did Danitz leave the shadows and appear in

sized up Danitz

lived to this day. Every pirate admiral is a target you must

“Admiral of Blood

were all pirates who were easily

loss for words to rebut Danitz with. After a few seconds, he said, “So, isn’t Vice

sense. Just as he was about to speak, his throat suddenly felt itchy as he

coughing a few times, his throat began to swell in

“Tracy must’ve spread all kinds of ailments around the ship. Once anyone approaches it, they’ll quickly

he

that were the case, you are either on the Black Death, or you have a victim of the Black Death disease and are on your deathbed.” Anderson half-turned his body and cast his gaze towards the obstructed beach. “Tracy must’ve used some sort of trick. It’s unlikely for her to

clapped his hands and smiled

is

Using the excuse of guarding the area to prevent any accidents, Anderson walked

was three in the morning in Backlund’s East Borough. Apart from the moonlight and starlight, it

cotton pajamas and a sleeping cap with a protective hairnet, Klein sat on the bed

pocket, and

Messenger leave, he calmly changed into his shirt, put on his vest, tied his bow tie, and put

went above the gray fog. Using the topaz spirit pendulum to divine the danger level of this operation, he received

he returned to the real world and stood in front of the