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.

on diverting the topic onto the strange tales at the hospital, but to her surprise, there was 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 chatter, making

that it wasn’t an illusion, so she inexplicably felt

Furthermore, it happens in a city that everyone is familiar with and also in the hospital that people often come into contact with in the city but exudes a terrifying atmosphere. It will result in perfect immersion. I can almost foresee another best-selling novel about to be bom. I just don’t know if I can write

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

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

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

to fulfill the contract, she couldn’t help but tense up. It was as though she had met

down, but she still continued moving forward

a word. He turned around and walked into a secluded alley to the side. The gas lamps

lowered her head slightly and

a deep voice, “Help me ask your teacher if he knows of this person—Benjamin Abraham. If

Fors was nervously waiting for Mr. World to “Teleport” her somewhere else, but she never expected him to

ask why and quickly nodded in agreement, as though

continued waiting for Gehrman Sparrow to approach

a few seconds, nothing

looked up in shock, only to see Mr. World still standing in

heard him say in a

said, “I didn’t bring any paper, a pen,

she could finish her sentence, the

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

in his pockets, Klein waited patiently

been lurking around Miss

address Fors provided, he had been secretly monitoring her from the moment she left home 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

of his “true vision,” Klein was currently certain that Zaratul

knowing that Miss Magician had met Zaratul’s marionette, how could he be at ease and be daring enough to meet her and take her

or Saint of Secrets Botis. As for a mere Sequence 6 like The Magician, she wasn’t worthy

used a sticky herbal powder she carried with her to

cover of the letter with

she had to do it herself. She couldn’t hand it over to

Fors felt that there was nothing she could do. Even if she tore the letter apart, there was still a possibility of her being hypnotized or

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

you’re

Turning around, she ran towards the street and found