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.

frightening gasps, and the shrill and intermittent screams

assassination. I’m still afraid that one day, many Beyonders would suddenly attack my father, my mother,

castle that was almost identical to

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

with its

waking up from her dream. Fortunately, having been a Spectator before, she

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

this today. In the future, I can try to treat this trauma in my subconscious. I’m a Psychiatrist! If I

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

in front of the castle and saw an arm-length magic staff sweeping through the air, scattering down

was shrouded in the light instantly became magnificent, and all

band came out from inside the

I had towards Beyonder powers at the very beginning… It really was a little girl’s fantasy… The corners of Audrey’s mouth curled up, and her mood turned for the

her dream. She didn’t care

time, she passed through the barren wasteland and

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

her dreams. Once she left, she

do I leave? Jump down? Will I fall to my death…

a few seconds, she

world of my mind. As the mistress of this place, I can use my will to

just like the way she did it above the gray fog. The only difference was that the former needed the

right hand, pointing it

front of her, the gray fog suddenly surged, revealing layers of stairs that

breath, lifted her skirt slightly, and

continued down the stairs. The surroundings grew increasingly quiet, so quiet that it was almost as

nothing else apart from the gray

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

she lost control of her emotions, her green eyes shone with a warm light that seemed to be able

used her Psychoanalysis powers to placate

a minute, a point

cautious look, only to see that the 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 losing control, emotions such as worry, horror, fear, and nervousness were clearly overflowing from

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

hurry to resolve this trauma as she continued to walk down, step by step, filled with

subconscious was at the

someone who valued her image but wasn’t actually very elegant deep down. She saw herself participating in the Tarot Club, only that all the specks of light regarding the latter were tightly wrapped

and behavior? Audrey instinctively

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 her

lose all sense of the passage of time,

blurry, gray “ground.” Above it, there were streams of light and shadows.

to look up. To her surprise, the gray fog no longer blocked her

indescribable silhouettes, seven of which were of different colors. They were lustrous brilliances that