Lord of the Mysteries

With the curtains drawn tightly and all the lights extinguished in the room, Audrey followed the requirements of magic mirror divination and completed the corresponding preparations.

Of course, she didn’t specially choose a specific time, as there wasn’t any need to be that troublesome when getting Mr. Fool’s help.

Looking at the candles and reflected light in front of her, as well as her reflection, Audrey picked up a bottle of extract in excitement and some unease. She then dripped a few droplets onto the dim flame.

As the mild and refreshing fragrances filled her nose, for some baffling reason, Audrey recalled the times when she was still a mysticism enthusiast.

In the beginning, she would also commit all kinds of mistakes. She would realize that she had forgotten to prepare the essential oils and extracts that would please the deity at a critical moment during the ritual. All she could do was make do with perfume, and her attempts no doubt failed.

In fact, according to the information which Mr. Fool shared, “He” would similarly respond even if I had used my perfume… Audrey exhaled slightly and, using Cogitation, calmed herself down.

She knew that her uncontrolled thoughts weren’t ordinary behavior coming from her. The tiny bit of anticipation and nervousness had been magnified by Lie!

After making sure she was in an optimal state of mind, Audrey clasped her hands and pressed them to her mouth and nose as if in prayer. She sincerely chanted softly, “The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era.

“The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

“The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.”

…

The secret incantation gently echoed seven times as Audrey felt the surrounding darkness had the inclusion of something which was somewhat indescribable. It was like an undercurrent hidden beneath the water surface.

Looking up, Audrey reached out her right hand and passed it through the still candle flame and stroked the mirror’s surface from top to bottom.

At this point, the magic mirror divination was basically done. If the mysterious and unknown existence’s interest was piqued, it would respond through the mirror.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient and magnificent palace, Klein looked at the crimson star representing Miss Justice expand and contract as it rippled with an illusory glow. Finally, it was tainted with a nearly black feeling of serenity. It condensed into a circular halo the size of a mirror that appeared to lead to the outer world.

It’s different from past rituals. Interesting… Klein leaned back into his chair and extended his spirituality to make contact with the black circular hole.

Silently, his vision changed. The long bronze table and the crimson star overlapped with the spacious room which was illuminated with candlelight, becoming distinct once again.

At this moment, Klein felt that a mirror had become an extension of his body or eye. It allowed him to clearly see and interfere with the real world despite being above the gray fog.

Yes, clearly!

vision no longer looked blurry as they appeared distinctly in his

gaze suddenly froze for

was casually tied up as they smoothly and luxuriantly flowed down. Her emerald eyes reflected a somewhat palish flame, looking as deep as the ocean and also as pure as a gemstone. Her facial features and the shape of

he felt guilty for some baffling

impossible for her to become a Demoness… The smell of this extract isn’t bad. Very unique… It has a very subtle feeling. The mystical item created from that Faceless Beyonder characteristic?

anticipation, “Mirror, Mirror, please

recite from the stories she had heard from a young age. She finally had

in the past don’t count! Yes! Audrey

that his spirituality could easily spread out with

he quickly wrote the corresponding divination

the original

one “hand” holding the notebook and another hand holding the piece of paper, Klein recited as he leaned

the mirror intently with her

saw ripples being produced on the mirror’s

eyes widened

view of a village from

scene zoomed in as the dragon drawings on the

occupied the mirror in its entirety

it were words that had turned blurry as a result

normal. It

the village which had the customs of dragon worship? The knight who wrote the notebook is named Lindelira, and is from that village. He returned to his hometown after the loss of the Twenty Year War and stayed there until his death? Or was he sent back to his hometown as a corpse? Hmm… That village is in East Chester County. Stoen City is also part of East Chester County, so it’s very understandable that the notebook which Associate Professor Michele obtained stems from there… There’s indeed a mind dragon living in the sea

at the notebook for a moment before deciding to hand it over. She wanted to know what the

the very least, the present me lacks the strength to come into contact with that mind dragon. That’s all I can do… Besides, even if the Psychology Alchemists really discover anything and benefits from it, once I slowly rise up the ranks in the organization, some of

…

gray fog, Klein rapped the corner of the long bronze table. With Miss Justice’s description, he

and the village had something to do

Miss Justice’s strength is lacking; otherwise, I would’ve encouraged her to explore it and pray to the “Sea God” if something happens while I provide support to her via various means. Yes, it’s too dangerous for her. It can only be set aside for now… If the Psychology Alchemists didn’t discover anything, perhaps we can attempt it in the future… Klein suppressed

of divination is extremely advantageous for the third party. There’s almost no price to be paid to connect to the real world. If I so wished, I could’ve torn out of the mirror in my Spirit Body form! But to the user,

Justice would abuse magic mirror divination, as she had the best and safest target to pray to. There was no need for her to seek

retracted his finger and sat at the end of the long

he returned to the real world. He didn’t stay too long since he was on the Future. There was

copper whistle and Will Auceptin’s paper crane, Klein glanced at the crimson moon which had been shrouded by clouds as he pondered silently for