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.

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 one convinced that such

that it wasn’t an illusion, so she inexplicably felt horrified, suspecting that she would have nightmares

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.

only problem is that this story will lack sufficient emotion… A female patient passionately kissing a face that’s covered in

walk out from the shadows in front

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

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

Her footsteps slowed down, but she

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

lowered her head slightly and followed behind Gehrman Sparrow at an

me ask your teacher if he knows of this person—Benjamin Abraham. If he knows him, I

Fors was nervously waiting for Mr. World to “Teleport” her somewhere else, but she never expected him to mention something else for no reason. She nearly

quickly nodded in agreement, as though

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

few seconds,

Mr. World still standing

then heard him say in a

why as she subconsciously said, “I didn’t

sentence, the four items were thrown

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

his pockets, Klein waited patiently

had long been lurking around

the 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 to observe

that Zaratul hadn’t targeted Miss Magician; thus, it was safe to make contact

be at ease and be daring enough to meet her and

Zaratul had been attracted by the Abraham family’s Sealed Artifact or Saint of Secrets Botis. As for a mere Sequence 6 like The Magician, she wasn’t worthy

sticky herbal powder she carried with

I throw it into the mailbox now?” Fors glanced at the cover of the letter with her teacher’s address and

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

that there was nothing she could do. Even if she tore the

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

after you’re finished posting

Fors let out a long sigh of relief. Turning around, she ran