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.

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 illusions happened at

illusion, so she inexplicably felt horrified, suspecting

would make for an excellent horror story. 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

the only problem is that this story will lack sufficient emotion… A female patient passionately kissing a face that’s covered in mushrooms and weeds? Isn’t that

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

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 Five Seas,

Mr. World wouldn’t hunt her and was here to fulfill the contract, she couldn’t help

evening.” Her footsteps slowed down, but she still continued moving forward

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

say a word. She lowered her head slightly and followed behind Gehrman Sparrow at an adequate

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

waiting for Mr. World to “Teleport” her somewhere else, but she never expected him to mention something else for

in agreement, as though she

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

few

in shock, only to see Mr. World still standing in front of

him say in a deep

didn’t ask why as she subconsciously said, “I didn’t bring any paper, a pen, envelope, or stamp with

could finish her sentence, the four

took a few steps out. Using the gas lamps at the end of the alley which opened up to the roads and the hard wall, she quickly

his pockets, Klein waited

he had long been lurking around Miss Magician without showing

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

certain that Zaratul hadn’t targeted Miss Magician;

had met Zaratul’s marionette, how could he be at ease

by the Abraham family’s Sealed Artifact or Saint of Secrets Botis. As

minutes later, Fors finished writing. She used a sticky herbal powder she carried with her to seal the envelope

the cover of the letter

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

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

after you’re finished

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