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.

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

illusion, so she inexplicably felt horrified, suspecting that

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

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

from the shadows in front of her where the

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

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

good evening.” Her footsteps slowed down, but she still

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

Fors similarly didn’t say a word. She lowered her head slightly and followed behind Gehrman Sparrow

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 and pictures

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 to

and quickly nodded in agreement, as though she couldn’t wait to do

breath and continued waiting for Gehrman Sparrow to approach her.

few

to see Mr. World still standing in

him say in a deep

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

her sentence, the

at the end of the alley which opened up to the roads and the hard wall, she quickly wrote the letter to her teacher, Dorian Gray

his pockets, Klein waited patiently without

long been lurking around Miss Magician

to 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

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

Zaratul’s marionette, how could he be at ease

was certain that 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,

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

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

to do it herself. She couldn’t hand it over to The World, or it

was nothing she could do. Even if she tore the letter apart, there was still a possibility of her being hypnotized or having her spirit

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

you’re

relief. Turning around, she ran towards the street and found the