Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1187 Change

Upon hearing the captain’s instructions, Nina pouted and pointed out the window.

“Are any of Frank’s experiments not strange?”

“…” Cattleya was momentarily at a loss for words. All she could do was sigh and say, “If there are any signs of danger, write to me immediately.”

As a Mysticologist, she also had her own messenger.

“Alright.” Nina puffed her chest out and said, “If there’s anything to blame, it’s solely because I’m the most mature and reliable person on the Future.”

Having said that, she asked curiously, “Captain, what are you doing in Loen? What mission did you take on? Are you going to engage in some sabotage raids behind enemy lines?”

Nina was of Feysacian descent, and she was considered half-Intis. She naturally had some inclinations in the recent war; therefore, she guessed that her captain had established contact with Intis’s intelligence department.

“…You could say that,” Cattleya replied sternly.

In a sense, Nina’s guess wasn’t wrong. She had indeed taken on a mission and was dealing damage in Loen’s capital, Backlund. However, her target wasn’t an official faction, but a cultist.

Furthermore, there’s still a chance to meet the Queen. She probably hasn’t left Backlund yet, and the earliest she’ll leave is probably after the new year… Upon thinking of this, Cattleya suddenly felt a little excited.

Ever since she left the Dawn, she hadn’t really met Queen Mystic. She only had letters to communicate with her, or despite being on the same boat, they didn’t communicate with one another for some reason.

Nina didn’t dare to press further as she pointed to the door and said, “Captain, is there anything else? If not, we’ll leave.”

Cattleya nodded, indicating that this Future boatswain could leave with her subordinates.

Just as Nina held the handle and gently twisted it, Cattleya suddenly recalled something and hurriedly shouted, “Nina.”

“Hmm?” Nina, whose blonde hair was tied into a high ponytail, turned around with a confused expression.

“Don’t drink!” Cattleya emphasized seriously. “When I return to the ship, you’ll be allowed to have your fill.”

Nina immediately revealed a charming smile.

“Deal!”

Cattleya thought for a moment before exhorting,

“Apart from Frank, you have to take note of Heath’s condition. Don’t let him generate curiosity towards unknown voices, and don’t let him be overly exhausted. Also, pull Ottolov out of his room frequently, and control the frequency and times he interacts with mysticism knowledge. Also…”

“I know, I know. Don’t I know them all too well?” Nina waved her hand and agreed.

boatswain and her subordinates left the captain’s cabin and closed the door behind them,

out a tarot card from the

man with a glass lantern and a staff: The

…

at night, Backlund, Empress Borough, Earl Hall’s

nightgown, suddenly opened her eyes. She took a blue cloak and draped it over

and walked to the full-body mirror in the room. Through the crimson

eyes seemed to glow brightly and limpid. It was so clear that

her eyes. By the time she opened them again,

small depression appeared on

finally come

completely digested

she had originally believed that it would take until February for her

dreams within dreams, dreams that were a result of a mental illness, lucid dreams, dreams caused by the influence of evil spirits and wraiths, and the dreams of a

normal circumstances, as a Dreamwalker, Audrey could generally determine the creature’s level when entering a dream, thus avoiding danger. However, those demigods had hidden themselves very well. Only when

carefully touring, traveling, observing, and analyzing in the demigods’

and guide them in an ingenious manner to develop and interfere with the subconscious in a reverse manner. She treated the mental illness of the owners of the dreams, or

gone against the requirements of only observing, recording, and not making

her conclude a new

conductor behind the scenes. It’s so that even if the goal succeeds, no

done very well. The few people with serious mental illnesses had unknowingly

it was very normal for a dream to

might even be caught by a demigod and be thrown into a Beyonder prison or directly be killed… When did my luck become so good? It seems like it started after

gaze, scanned her bedroom, and walked to the

it was a

who enjoyed mysticism, it was

at the top with her fingertip. She slowly took a deep breath and muttered to herself, The fighting at the

had already lost

of the Hornacis mountain range in Sivellaus County can’t last until

not for the fact that we have gained a significant advantage at sea, our connection with

Alfred is still there…

wonder how this war

has already given me the Manipulator’s potion formula and main ingredient… The seven drops of tears that were shed

with Little Sun. I’m just short of the blood of an elderly

Psychology Alchemists. Before Hvin Rambis died, I was already the person-in-charge of a small psychological discussion group… But will this reveal that Hvin Rambis’s death has something to do

I get Mr. World to summon the blood of an elderly mind dragon from history? This can last for at least fifteen minutes. When I succeed in advancing, I’ll converge my

learned how to fake things.

self-deprecating comment, Audrey began to think about the kind of situation to

while in the midst of an emotional resonance generated during a

came up with a

Goddess’s Winter