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.

planned 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 one convinced

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

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 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

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 way too outlandish… Fors

walk out from the shadows in front

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

that Mr. World wouldn’t 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

down, but

alley to the side.

dark environment, Fors similarly didn’t say a word. She lowered her head slightly and followed

depths of the alley, Klein looked around and said in a deep voice, “Help me ask your teacher if he knows of

else, but she never expected

nodded in agreement, as though

continued waiting for Gehrman Sparrow to approach her. He grabbed

a few seconds,

see Mr. World still standing in front of

heard him say in

she subconsciously said, “I didn’t bring any

the four items were thrown

of the alley which opened up to the roads and the hard wall, she quickly

in his pockets, Klein waited patiently without any

been lurking around Miss Magician

was done by getting his marionettes to pray

Zaratul hadn’t targeted Miss Magician; thus, it

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

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

few minutes later, Fors finished writing. She used a sticky herbal powder she carried with

it into the mailbox now?” Fors glanced at the cover of

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

there was nothing she could do. Even if she

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

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of relief. Turning around,