Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1106 Making Contac

Returning to the real world, Klein immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote a short letter:

“Investigate the nameless island which led to the deaths of Grimm, William, and Poli. This can be done through the descendants of Edwards, Benjamin Abraham, and the descendants of the three deceased.”

This was a letter to Queen Mystic Bernadette, so Klein didn’t write the reason. He believed that she would understand what this meant.

After folding the letter, Klein casually found a candle and began the summoning ritual.

After completing the setup, he placed the letter on the altar, took two steps back, and recited in ancient Hermes:

“I!

“I summon in my name:

“An invisible creature that roams the upper realms, a strange spiritual body that is friendly to humans, a messenger that belongs solely to Bernadette Gustav.”

The moment he said that, Klein’s spiritual perception was triggered. He instinctively activated his Spirit Vision with a mere thought.

However, he didn’t see anything.

Then, he discovered that the letter placed on the altar had disappeared.

Queen Mystic’s messenger is very special… Next time, I’ll switch to using my Spirit Body Threads vision… Klein was stunned for a second before he sighed inwardly.

In the evening, under the illumination of the street lamps that lit up one after another, a carriage drove to the intersection of the Backlund Bridge area and East Borough and stopped by the side of the streets.

Wearing a long dress and a dark cloak, Fors paid the fare of three soli before alighting from the rental carriage. She walked slowly along the shadows of the street, preparing to make a large detour to escape from her imaginary stalker.

At the end of the previous Tarot Gathering, she had swiftly overcome her laziness, packed up, and went out to visit her former teachers, classmates, and colleagues.

As for the reason, there was no need for a special reason. It was very normal to care about friends and acquaintances after an air raid.

And the reason why it wasn’t last week was because, in the eyes of the ordinary citizens, the situation in Backlund was especially tense. There could be a new round of attacks at any moment, so everyone naturally tried their best not to leave the house.

no need for her to do so at all. Her former teachers, classmates, and colleagues would usually chat about such matters on their own accord after some idle

so she inexplicably felt horrified, suspecting that she would

changes at all. As long as the patients’ miraculous recoveries are changed to them having their physical wounds healed, only to have them go bonkers, it would make for an excellent horror story. Furthermore, it happens in a city that everyone is familiar with and also in the hospital that

A female patient passionately kissing a face that’s covered in mushrooms and weeds? Isn’t that way too outlandish… Fors walked as she

her vision blurred. She saw a figure walk out from the shadows in front of her where

and a half top hat. He had a deep-set face with cold facial features. Apart from his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked identical to the crazy adventurer of the

contract, she couldn’t help but tense up.

slowed down, but she still continued moving forward and greeted

walked into a secluded alley to the side. The gas lamps inside were already damaged

similarly didn’t say a word. She lowered her head slightly and followed behind Gehrman

he knows of this person—Benjamin Abraham. If he knows him, I want all his information and all the text and pictures he left

else, but she never expected him to mention something else for no reason.

ask why and quickly nodded in agreement, as though she

she took a deep breath and continued waiting for Gehrman Sparrow to approach her. He grabbed

a few

see Mr. World still standing in front of her,

heard him say in a deep voice,

“I didn’t bring any paper, a pen, envelope, or stamp

finish her sentence, the four items were thrown at

end of the alley which opened up to the roads and the hard wall, she quickly wrote the letter to her teacher, Dorian Gray

hands in his pockets, Klein

he had long been lurking around

in the afternoon. His monitoring was done by getting his marionettes to pray to Sea God Kalvetua from time to time while his actual body stayed above the gray fog, using the prayer light dots

Zaratul hadn’t targeted

had met Zaratul’s marionette, how could he be at ease and be daring enough to meet

certain that Zaratul had been attracted by the Abraham family’s Sealed Artifact or Saint of Secrets Botis. As for

Fors finished writing. She used a sticky herbal powder she carried with her

I throw it into the mailbox now?” Fors glanced at the cover of the letter with her

it over to The World, or it might bring danger to her

she could do. Even if she

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

after you’re

sigh of relief. Turning around, she ran towards