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.

the visit, Fors had originally 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

inexplicably felt

As long as the patients’ 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

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

this moment, her vision blurred. She saw a figure walk out from the

had a deep-set face with cold facial features. Apart from his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked identical to the crazy adventurer of

couldn’t help but tense up.

evening.” Her footsteps slowed down, but she

alley to the side. The gas lamps inside were already damaged so it was

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

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

Mr. World to “Teleport” her somewhere else, but she never expected

nodded in agreement, as though she couldn’t wait

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

a few seconds, nothing

in shock, only to see Mr. World still

in a deep voice, “Write

it now… Fors didn’t ask why as she subconsciously said, “I didn’t bring

she could finish her sentence, the four items

few steps out. Using the gas lamps at the end of the alley which opened up to the roads

both hands in his pockets, Klein waited patiently

long been lurking around Miss Magician without showing

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 while his actual body stayed above the gray fog, using the prayer light dots to observe the

certain that Zaratul

Zaratul’s marionette, how could he be at ease and be daring enough to meet her and take

Artifact or Saint of Secrets Botis. As for a mere Sequence 6 like The Magician, she

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

at the cover of

she had to do it herself. She couldn’t hand it over to The World, or it might bring danger to

there was nothing she could do. Even if she tore the letter apart, there was still a possibility

Klein nodded indiscernibly.

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of relief. Turning around, she ran