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.

so at all. Her former teachers, classmates, and colleagues would usually chat about such matters on their own

she inexplicably felt horrified, suspecting that

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

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

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

deep-set face with cold facial features. Apart from his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked

wouldn’t hunt her and was here to fulfill the contract, she couldn’t help but tense up. It was as though she

but she

alley to the side. The gas

similarly didn’t say a word. She lowered her head slightly and

looked around and said in a deep voice, “Help me ask your teacher if he knows of this person—Benjamin Abraham. If he knows him, I want all his information and all the text

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 failed

in agreement, as though

Gehrman Sparrow to approach her. He grabbed her shoulder

after a few

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

then heard him say in a deep voice, “Write it

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

could finish her sentence, the four items

the items and took a few steps out. Using the gas lamps at the end of the alley which

in his pockets, Klein waited patiently

fact, he had long been lurking around Miss

the afternoon. His monitoring was done by getting his marionettes to pray to Sea God Kalvetua from time to time

that Zaratul hadn’t targeted Miss Magician; thus, it

met Zaratul’s marionette, how could he 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 of notice. Hence, she

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

at the cover

She couldn’t hand it

insisted, Fors felt that there was nothing she could do. Even if she tore the letter apart, there was still

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

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a long sigh of relief. Turning around,