Lord of the Mysteries

East Chester County, the Hall Family Manor.

Audrey sat at the dressing table and lit a candle.

Afterwards, she looked at herself in the mirror across from the slightly swaying light of the fire. Her green eyes gradually became deep, making it impossible for anyone who laid eyes on them to shift their eyes away, as if even their souls wished to drown in them.

“Audrey, you have to remain lucid tonight in the dream,” she said to herself softly.

This was a simple “psychological cue.”

The ancient folk song she had heard at dusk had inspired her to explore her dreams and see if she could enter the sea of subconscious sea and the spiritual skies of all living things.

This was an experiment that other Psychiatrists had never attempted. At least, there was no similar experiences in the reference materials provided by the Psychology Alchemists—giving oneself a psychological cue to explore their own dreams.

Perhaps I might be able to find traces of a mind dragon or even the City of Miracles, Liveseyd… Audrey withdrew her gaze; removed Lie, which was now in the form of a ruby necklace; and placed it inside a jewelry box.

She was afraid that the mystical item that amplified her emotions would affect her while in her dream and cause unnecessary harm; therefore, she removed it in advance out of caution.

After doing all of this, Audrey subconsciously looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw little blemishes on her face.

While wearing Lie, she felt that her beauty was intoxicating.

Wake up, Audrey. That’s only a lie! She lifted her right palm and caressed her cheek.

At that moment, she was very glad that she had chosen the name “Lie” for that mystical item. It kept her constantly alert; otherwise, she feared the day that she would one day be completely dependent on it and not want to face her true self. The day she lost it, it would be very possible that she would lose control.

Those girls who are relatively ordinary looking might never wish to take it off again after wearing Lie to perfect their looks. They might be willing to die to keep it on them… For a Beyonder, I can’t have such a state of mind either… Audrey sighed and stood up.

She walked briskly and expectantly through the warm room in her slippery silk robe, back to the soft, comfortable, and springy bed, and pulled a rope from the headboard.

Her personal maidservant, Annie, entered and gently extinguished the lights.

Before long, Audrey fell asleep.

In the hazy world, she suddenly jolted to her senses and realized that she was dreaming.

She looked around with interest and silently said to herself, Is this what’s known as lucid dreams in psychology?

In mysticism, there is a similar concept.

It’s really effective. I relied on a simple psychological cue that I planted in myself to get a lucid dream. Audrey, you really are a genius~ No, no, no, this is mainly an application of a Beyonder power. I mustn’t be arrogant.

At this moment, Audrey had already figured out what the current dream was.

She was walking along a dark, narrow road surrounded by a dark forest, and ahead of her was the castle with its spires.

prolonged howls of the wolves, the slow and frightening gasps, and the shrill and intermittent screams

I’m still afraid that one day, many Beyonders would suddenly attack my father, my mother, and my brothers… Audrey dissected her dreams from

toward the castle that was almost identical to the

she walked, a figure suddenly jumped out of the dark forest. It was a gigantic dragon with golden scales all over its body. Its eyes were pale gold with vertical pupils, and its thick tail looked like

Audrey’s. When paired with its body, it gave off an indescribable feeling of

almost waking up from her dream. Fortunately, having been a Spectator before, she was able to stabilize

and the improvement in her mood was only superficial. The trauma had already taken root in the depths of her

this trauma in my subconscious. I’m a Psychiatrist! If I

and stopped, Audrey’s dream kept changing in an erratic fashion.

in front of the castle and saw an arm-length magic staff sweeping through the

light instantly became magnificent, and

came out from inside the castle as one wall lamp after another lit

was a little girl’s fantasy… The corners of Audrey’s

stop, but she walked past the castle to the edge of her dream. She didn’t care how the scene behind her changed,

through the barren wasteland and arrived

gray, blurry void extended into the distance. The area beneath her was

this was the boundary of her dreams. Once she left, she had

I fall to my

thinking for a few seconds, she slowly came up with

dreamland that originates from the world of my mind. As the mistress

what she thought, just like the way she did it above the gray fog. The only difference was that the former needed the help of Mr.

pointing it downwards into the

the gray fog suddenly surged, revealing layers of

a slow breath, lifted her skirt slightly, and stepped onto the first

increasingly quiet, so quiet that it was almost as if she

nothing else apart from the gray fog. It was lonely and filled with

gale blew in from different directions, causing Audrey to sway back and

green eyes shone with a warm light that seemed to be able to see through the hearts

used her Psychoanalysis powers

search. After nearly a minute, a point

point of light was of herself—back when she had just consumed a potion and almost became a dragon monster. While on the verge of

is my trauma? Audrey vaguely understood where she was after she left

no hurry to resolve this trauma as she continued to walk down, step by step, filled with

subconscious was at the bottom of her destination—the

to her parents’ storytelling when she was young. She saw herself, someone who valued her image but wasn’t actually very elegant deep down. She saw herself participating in the Tarot Club, only

my subconscious… They influence my character and behavior? Audrey instinctively analyzed what she saw with

coruscating points of light, there were several times where she was pushed to the verge of an emotional breakdown due to the lonely, aimless exploration, but she had used

was about to lose all sense of the

of the steps was a solid, blurry, gray “ground.” Above it, there were streams of light and

up. To her surprise, the gray fog no longer blocked her vision as the clear high skies

were of different colors. They were