Lord of the Mysteries

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Just stepping onto the deck and getting into the cabin in the future, Klein saw a figure through the corner of his eye and walked through the crowd to himself.

His face was careless, but inside, but he looked at the police with a stern look. He found a 30-year-old man wearing a black hat and a long windbreaker.

The other side has a face that is polished by the wind cream, rough but very masculine, and the light blue eyes are not smiling, as if it has precipitated many past events.

It’s a bit familiar... yes, the guy I met at the ticketing company yesterday seems to be an adventurer too... In the sea of ​​January, I was wearing a windbreaker, very strong... Klein’s side easily lifted the cane , slanting down the virtual point, smiling and opening:

"Good morning, we met again."

He is like greeting an old friend.

The rough man didn’t feel surprised, stopped and looked a little introverted:

"Crives, a former adventurer.

"Man, are you peers?"

"I thought you knew it yesterday, Galman Sparo." Klein responded with a smile.

He did not hand the cane to the left palm because he did not intend to shake hands with the other party.

"I can see it." Krivis was silent for two seconds. "The adventurer is not a good career. I have changed careers and become a bodyguard. This time I followed my employer's family to the capital of the Rothde Islands."

He turned his body halfway and pointed to another position on the nail plate.

Klein looked around and saw nearly ten people gathered together. The first one was a gentleman who was a middle-aged blessing. His cheeks were ruddy and his eyes were sacred. The double-breasted long dress can see the gold chain of the pocket watch and the gemstones. Collar.

There was a lady wearing a wide-brimmed hat next to him. Her face was completely covered by the dark blue spun yarn that was hanging down, and her figure was still pretty good.

There are two children in front of the two, a small boy, less than 10 years old, wearing a children's version of the dovetail dress, the big fifteen or six years old, is a vibrant girl, she looks not particularly outstanding But a pair of brown pelicans is quite agile, with a touch of freckles and fluffy pleated skirts that add a bit of playfulness to her.

Next to them, around the suitcase, three people with various items, one man and two women, were dressed as servants. One of the maids was brown-red and was an obvious southern Chinese race.

Protecting the above seven people is a man and a woman, dressed in a simple and capable manner, dressed in white shirts, light sweaters, black coats, dark trousers and sturdy boots.

These two bodyguards did not specifically cover the traces made by the gun pockets at the waist, and did not take a leisurely look at the pedestrians who were close to each other. Their eyes were sharp and their temperament was steady.

"Three servants, three bodyguards?" Klein asked casually.

This configuration is quite extravagant, indicating that the employer is a rich man... He is instinctively making judgments.

"Yes." Krivis bowed his head.

He stopped talking more and turned quickly to the employer's family.

... Klein was there, not knowing what the other person was going to say and say.

Recalling the novels, movies, and TV series that I have seen in my life, he gradually understood the meaning of Krivis's hidden.

He was a little wary of me, or someone who claimed to be an adventurer and didn't look very good, so he introduced himself in advance, indicating his identity and what he was going to do, so that I don't want to call his employer's idea. Simply put, you Be yours, I will be my, do not infringe each other... Is this a tacit understanding between a sophisticated adventurer or a senior bounty hunter? A little bit... Klein smiled low, carrying a suitcase, holding a black cane, entering the cabin, and found his own room according to the ticket.

With a bang, he pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

This room is not spacious, just can put a bed, a table, a cabinet, not even a chair.

Its biggest advantage is that it has windows, the sun shines in the harbour, and the pure gold spots are sprinkled on the table and the bed.

“The crew just said that the bathroom and the bathroom are shared. There are about eight rooms. If you are too anxious, you can provide a wooden toilet, but you must pay the cleaning fee. 3 pence a time... I have to thank you, The White Onyx has been remodeled and has many metal pipes, and there are boilers burning and hot water supply, which provides a relatively convenient lifestyle. Otherwise, travel will not be a pleasant thing...” Klein silently said a few words. .

He quickly took out the necessary items and placed them on the table for daily access.

When he was finished, he sat down on the bedside of the low bed, listening to the long whistle and squeaking, feeling the kind of steam and machinery contained in it.

When the ship began to sail, Klein looked at the seascape outside the window, and gradually regained his thoughts and began to consider the next most important thing, that is, how to play the "no face" problem.

In the face of the "real creator" approaching ceremony and the powerful Mr. A, the decision to abandon the escape attempt to destroy has made his potion digest a little. Based on such feedback, he has a new understanding of the "faceless person" play. .

"'You can pretend to be anyone, but you can only be yourself'. This is the code that the 'secret master' Rosago was asked to remember... I originally thought that 'self' refers to the original identity, but now it seems that This is not perfect, what is it, you must really understand..." Klein leaned forward and bathed in the sun, as if he were thinking about a statue.

After a while, he gradually got ideas:

“Does this correspond to its own spirit, referring to the truest self in the heart?

"Even when I was on Earth, Zhou Mingrui also had a lot of disguise, which formed a social personality mask. In a sense, this has a lot of false elements.

"Well... when I became the other person, I replaced them. In order not to be discovered, I had to do the disguise of interpersonal relationships, which was equivalent to wearing different personality masks.

"When all the masks of personality are removed, there are no more remnants. What kind of ‘self” will the ‘no-face’ people finally see?

"This is the deep meaning of the ‘self’ in that code?

“When I face my inner thoughts, overcome my fears, and challenge the impossible for social reasons, I really do it myself?

“To be explored and verified...”

Thinking of this, Klein changed his position to sit more comfortable.

Before the aftertaste, he found another problem:

"When I was in the underground ruins, I used to pretend to be Ings Zangweier, and I managed to escape the predicament. Why is there no feeling that the potion has signs of digestion?

“Does this mean that in order to digest the ‘no-face-to-face’ potion, is this shallow camouflage not enough?

“Well, this is closer to the application of extraordinary ability, not to play!”

"The ability to promote the digestive of the potion is a deep disguise. Is it really replacing a person and becoming a social person? When his relatives and friends can't find it for a long time, it shows that the disguise is successful?

"So, I feel that I am in line with the ‘no-face-to-face’ potion because I successfully pretended to be Klein Moretti?

“The first article of the ‘no-face-to-face’ code can pretend to be anyone, but only himself... The second one is to carry out the deep disguise of all people?

"However, replacing a person and becoming a social person is just an imaginary, it is very evil...

“Don't you want to find someone who died in a foreign country, but have a wish not to be completed?”

Klein precipitated the inexplicable fear and initially proposed a trial direction.

"The higher the sequence, the harder it is to play..." He sighed and pulled out his pocket watch and pressed it to watch the time.

Seeing lunch early, the room was too narrow and restrained. He decided to go on the deck, blow the sea breeze and enjoy the scenery.

After an hour of warm sailing, the number of people on the deck was not too much. Klein walked along the ship's side and went to a secluded area with large shadows.

Today the sun is very good, very warm... In addition to the wind is big, you have to be careful with the hat, there are no shortcomings... He pressed the top half of the top hat, and leisurely examined the cabin and listened to the music that was faintly heard.

Suddenly, he saw the former adventurer Krivis busy in the corner, with a triangular thorn, a dagger and a short knife in front of him.

Krivis was aware of it and looked up at him. He was very windy and sullen and said:

"It’s all old folks, you have to maintain them often."

Having said that, he added one sentence:

"There are children in the cabin."

"Understand." Klein responded with a smile.

Crevis buried his head and continued to be busy, asking like:

"You don't seem to bring these things?"

"I am used to using weapons that keep up with the trend of the times," Klein said concealingly. "And I also do maintenance."

Krivis lifted his dagger in silence, glanced at the sun and said to himself:

"At sea, it is not enough to rely solely on the gun.

"Pirates will board the ship. There will be many people. If you finish the bullets, there will be no more opportunities for filling. These buddies are not the trend of the times, but they are useful enough."

Very professional... It’s a former adventurer... Kline leaned on the ship’s side and said half-jokingly:

"If there are pirates on board, I will choose not to resist."

Krivis looked sideways and stared at him for three seconds before he regained his gaze. Then he packed up and said:

"It seems that you don't need to be reminded that you already understand the rules at sea.

“Bounty hunters walking the earth often cannot make adventurers at sea.”

He skillfully hid the dagger, short knife, and three-pointed thorns into the clothes, and saw Klein dazzled.

"Thank you." Klein smiled and nodded.

Crevis didn't squat again, turned and returned to the cabin, leaving only a wide, deep back.

Klein outlined his mouth, shook his head and turned his gaze out of the ship's side.

The blue waves are gently undulating, and the white flying fish jumps out of the water and soars in the air.

This kind of fish can swim and swim. It is considered by the fishermen and sailors to be the "master of the storm". Even if it is salvaged, it will be returned to the sea... Klein leisurely enjoys the sea level under the sun and the sea level. A flying fish, the idea of ​​flashing through the mind is overwhelming:

Well, I don’t know how their meat is...

PS: The morning will be updated in advance.