Lord of the Mysteries

1015 March of War

Backlund, at the residence of the furniture merchant, Hampres.

Audrey once again met the councilor of the Psychology Alchemists, Hvin Rambis.

This old gentleman remained warm and elegant, his white but lush hair was neatly combed. His blue, deep eyes seemed to contain infinite knowledge.

Upon seeing him, Audrey’s eyes wore a vacant look before she came to a realization. It was as though she had finally awoken from a long dream and recovered her lost memories.

She wasn’t surprised or puzzled by this at all, accepting this fact without any resistance as if it was something very normal.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Rambis,” Audrey greeted with the etiquette that was flawless.

Rambis nodded slightly and replied with a smile, “Good afternoon, our girl.”

Over the past month or so, he had gradually adopted the idea that she was the “pride of the Psychology Alchemists” and the “most important girl.”

Audrey glanced at the diamond brooch at her chest and sat down with a smile, waiting for Hvin Rambis to speak.

In regard to the cue and guidance, she hadn’t been affected at all due to her preparations. At that moment, when she heard Hvin Rambis call her that, she wished to ignore everything, etiquette or whatnot, rolling her eyes without being afraid of being exposed. However, she ultimately held back without exposing any problems.

Hvin Rambis looked at Audrey for a few seconds before saying with the same smile, “You’ve done well during this period of time. As a reward, we’ve decided to give you the potion formula for Dreamwalker.”

As he spoke, he took out a folded piece of paper from his shirt pocket and placed it on the coffee table. He then pushed it towards the noble lady.

Audrey pressed down on her skirt and got up slightly. She picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it in front of Hvin Rambis.

Her gaze first fell on the main ingredients before she quickly skimmed the ritual.

“Main ingredients: One Dreamcatcher’s heart, one mind illusion crystal or a mature mind dragon’s complete brain.” “Ritual: Seek out a harpy in the spirit world and sign a contract with it. Then, holding one tail feather, consume the potion amidst intense feelings of either joy or anger.”

As though sensing Audrey’s puzzlement, Hvin Rambis explained with a smile, “A harpy has the ability to give nightmares. It can snap people awake from their dreams, so the entire ritual’s essence is to be immersed in a dream and be unwilling to wake up from it. Get pulled out of the dream via an external force, or else you might sleep forever or lose control and turn into a monster.”

Audrey nodded in thought.

“The requirement to consume the potion amidst intense feelings is to prevent myself from sleeping too soundly and deeply?”

you’ve already grasped the crux of the matter,” Hvin Rambis said with a smile. “If you don’t know much about the

is for me to wake up from a dream, that means that the harpy isn’t necessary. The blessings of Mr. Fool’s angel can allow me to remain lucid in dreams. I can wake up whenever I want… Audrey’s green eyes darted about

Hvin didn’t mind the girl’s

for you. If you do it well, we will provide you with all the ingredients of the Dreamwalker

it?” Audrey asked without any resistance, just like

Rambis said with a slightly solemn expression, “Find out the attitudes of your father, Earl Hall, the present Duke Negan, Admiral Amyrius, and the other nobles about

the word that she had often heard but found somewhat unfamiliar. She had a vague feeling that ripples had suddenly formed under the surface

listened to Miss

determine whether the Psychology Alchemists; Hermes, or maybe even Adam—who was lurking behind them—welcomed

and a number of

Hanged Man had once asked Miss Justice a similar question. Her answer was that the king and prime minister had the tendencies of being war-mongers, but they had

had passed, and all the policies that had been implemented were

other words, it was time to start a war to snatch back the interests which Loen had lost in

the other Kings of Angels have appeared one after another, have already retrieved key items, or are seeking breakthroughs. A storm is about to descend on the mysterious world, and danger is lurking… Klein sighed and returned

donated tens of pounds. Following that, he went to 22 Phelps Street,

a few of the foundation’s staff coming down the stairs and

was tied up into a simple bun, and she wore no other accessories.

off his hat as usual and bowed. He then nodded at the staff

casually asked, “Where are

in the foundation was to seek donations from

a faint smile, “Visit the various universities and show some concern to

she blinked her eyes as

had the chance of changing their fates due to your ideas and kindness. Oh, some of them

could help the target group. Therefore, he was rather concerned about

no way of

and under Miss

the carriage, Klein, in a gentlemanly-like manner, let Miss Audrey sit down first. Then, he sat opposite her and asked with a smile, “You seem

looked at the foundation’s staff beside her and said with a smile, “It’s not the first time. It’s impossible for us to take my own carriage every time we head out. They have to use

took out notes with

imagined. The smell of the air isn’t that

“This is because the truly poor are unable to take public transport like this. They’d rather walk. Under normal circumstances, they don’t

with such matters?” Although Audrey had guessed

Klein smiled.

experienced it directly,

topic. Instead, she mentioned to the beneficiaries