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.

at all. Her former teachers, classmates, and colleagues would usually chat about such matters on their own accord after some idle chatter, making one convinced

Fors knew that it wasn’t an illusion, so she inexplicably felt horrified, suspecting that she

happens in a city that everyone is familiar with and also in the hospital that people often come into contact with

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

from the shadows in front

a black trench coat and a half top hat. He had a deep-set face with cold facial features. Apart from

hunt her and was here to fulfill the contract, she couldn’t help but tense up. It was as though she had met her strictest teacher from

Her footsteps slowed down, but she still continued moving forward and

into a secluded alley to the side. The gas lamps inside

didn’t say a word. She lowered her head

the alley, Klein looked around and said in a deep voice, “Help me ask your teacher if he knows of this person—Benjamin Abraham. If he knows

to “Teleport” her somewhere else, but she never expected him to mention

didn’t ask why and quickly nodded in agreement, as though

Gehrman Sparrow to approach her. He

few seconds, nothing

to see Mr. World still standing in front of her,

him say in a deep voice,

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

her sentence, the four

which

Klein waited patiently without any signs of

long been lurking around Miss Magician

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

of his “true vision,” Klein was currently certain that Zaratul hadn’t targeted Miss Magician; thus, it

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

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

writing. She used a sticky herbal powder she carried with her to seal the envelope

cover of

that she had to do it herself. She couldn’t hand it over to The World, or it might

if Gehrman Sparrow insisted, 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 finished posting

out a long sigh of relief. Turning around, she ran towards the street and found